There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

I still feel a bit itchy to practice this manual healing technique again. This skill is extremely valuable in the wilderness.

So I turned around and looked at the punk-style wild horse with subcutaneous bleeding on its back, and gently advised, "Brother Horse, I see you're badly injured. Come over here and let me treat you, I'll reimburse your medical insurance! ...Hey, why are you running! Come here, your illness hasn't been treated yet!"

Before I could finish speaking, all the wild horses beside me vanished in a flash!

Chapter 280 Daily Tax Evasion

The days that followed were rather uneventful. There were no more thrilling wilderness battles like they used to be.

Having learned from my previous experience, I made a large batch of featherless arrows and filled every corner inside and outside the house. I also carried a bundle of twenty arrows with me and patrolled outside the tavern from time to time to check for any traces of cheetahs.

But it has never been discovered.

These cheetahs, two injured and one forced to retreat, probably won't recover easily and make a comeback. Moreover, I was very satisfied with that loud roar of "Who else?" It sounded incredibly powerful, like I'd opened a door to a new world, and I seemed to unconsciously exude a certain majesty.

This is not me being narcissistic. The proof is that every day, as long as I yell and glare at the wild horses, no matter how much they are frolicking and rolling around, they will come up to meekly and rub their heads against my robe, leaving a dirty gray stain.

That's right, these wild horses have been roaming around my tavern for the past few days.

Since the injured horse was still tied up outside my tavern, slowly recovering from its wounds, the herd of wild horses continued to roam around the tavern. Even though the three healthy horses went out to forage every day, one would stay here with its companion and go out to find food on its own later.

Although I managed to keep the injured horse alive, without medication to replenish its blood and promote tissue regeneration, and without the possibility of its broken bones being repaired overnight, it will likely have to stay here for another ten days to two weeks. After all, a broken leg bone cannot withstand much weight; it will break again as soon as it steps on the ground, rendering all the previous recovery and healing efforts futile.

Fortunately, this horse was reasonable...

Another possibility is that it was in too much pain to struggle, so it obediently leaned against the low tree and dozed off every day, eating the wild grass and cardamom brought to it by its companions, living a very comfortable life.

I also give it a date treat every day so it can eat its fill and recover quickly. This horse clearly doesn't eat much, but it poops a lot.

Everything on my territory is mine, including horse manure.

Therefore, I cannot waste the horse manure. Some of it is placed in the agave field as fertilizer to make the most of it and try to speed up crop growth, hoping to have a large-scale planting industry as soon as possible.

I'm an old rancher; there's no way to avoid this kind of occupational hazard.

These horses showed no interest in agave, a plant covered in thorns that doesn't produce fruit and can prick your legs if you get too close. They passed by without even glancing at it, which reassured me that they wouldn't steal my crops.

Since that's the case, I let these wild horses roam around. With their excellent intuition, they can also act as guards, alerting me if the cheetah attacks.

I threw some horse manure near a rock in the bay behind the house, scattering some every day to attract fish from the surrounding area.

Fishing has also been one of my main tasks these past few days.

After I spread horse manure for two days, some fish actually appeared in that area, swimming freely on the surface. These fish had laterally compressed bodies, raised backs, sharp teeth, and small scales. They were silvery-gray in color and moved freely in the undulating waves, swimming in groups.

These are a group of salmon!

In a broad sense, "salmon" is a general term encompassing all three major categories of fish: salmon, trout, and salmon. However, in a narrower sense, "salmon" specifically refers to salmon, a type of deep-sea fish that is a common food source with high nutritional value and medicinal properties.

In other words, this stuff is delicious!

The moment I spotted the salmon gathering, I immediately went back inside, grabbed my bow and arrow, and went to the beach to shoot an arrow at the group of salmon, piercing two salmon that were very close together in one shot.

Blood instantly stained the seawater red. Startled, the fish fled into the deeper waters with lightning speed, their destination unknown.

Actually, I was too impatient here. I guess I'll have to wait another day to trick them into coming back.

But I still had a great harvest. The two fat salmon struggled for a bit, but they couldn't escape the arrow's piercing. I caught them from the sea and they became my first meat meal in two days!

There are many ways to eat salmon. The Japanese cut salmon meat into sashimi or make sushi, and they also make dishes such as salt-grilled salmon from salmon heads. Europeans and Americans make smoked salmon by hot or cold smoking, or canned salmon for storage.

My cooking method here is very simple.

Item Name: Campfire

Description: It cooks food and generates heat, but burns out after several days. Like other heat sources, it must be placed in an enclosed indoor space to provide warmth, and fuel can be added to maintain combustion.

Cover effectiveness: 20%

Terrain requirements: Lightweight

Workload (construction): 4

Working speed coefficient: 45%

This is something I found in the colonist system. Judging from the name, I always thought it was just about building a campfire and didn't pay much attention to it.

It was only in this impoverished environment that I discovered the wonder of this building!

This building can not only provide lighting and heating, but also create some special recipes that come with the system. Its effectiveness is no less than that of a manual processing point!

The downside is that it consumes a lot of wood. I used all the last piece of wood I had on hand to barely build a campfire and successfully light it, creating a stable and warm fire source outside the house.

While eating raw meat is simple and delicious, it's hard to accept eating it long-term. Eating too much raw meat can cause stomach upset and parasites, so cooking it is safer.

"Select work command: Make barbecue".

The system skillfully gutted and skinned the salmon, revealing the tempting orange-red flesh inside. It patiently cut the salmon into palm-sized pieces, skewered them with branches, and roasted them over the campfire.

Salmon is naturally high in fat, so don't add any extra oil while grilling; the fat will quickly seep out, resulting in a rich and lasting aroma. The system also controls the heat perfectly, ensuring the grilled salmon is thoroughly cooked inside yet has a tofu-like texture and an incredibly delicious flavor that instantly tantalizes the taste buds.

I ate half the belly of the fish by myself, and the rest was one and a half. I coated it with coarse rock salt and smoked it over the campfire to make smoked salmon, which is easier to preserve, and saved it as a delicious meal for the next meal.

These smoked salmon pieces have a beautiful reddish-brown color, retaining the original hue of fresh salmon. I tried a small piece of the homemade smoked salmon and found it to be delicate and tender, with a salty and smoky aroma. Adding a little lemon juice would make it even more refreshing and delicious…

I really want to go back!

The supplies here are still too scarce!

I want to go back and eat Dart's food!

Freebies make me happy!

If it weren't for the wild horse herd guiding us, I probably wouldn't even be able to find salt here, and would just be eating bland, dry meat, enduring each day as it comes...

As it turns out, good deeds are rewarded, and the herd of wild horses that traveled back and forth between the wasteland and the tavern every day brought me a new surprise during this time.

Chapter 281 Wild Herbs

That was the day after the big battle. I saw that the punk-style wild horse went out and didn't come back until late at night.

When I saw this horse, I had no idea how far it had gone. Its body was covered in lichen and moss, and its fluffy mane was covered in spider silk. It looked like a burial object unearthed from the Terracotta Army.

But this horse was exceptionally vigorous, running, jumping, and leaping without getting tired, and it neighed from afar, startling me as I was sleeping in the house.

Strangely, the horse had a peculiar plant in its mouth, which it was about to feed to the wounded man hanging by the door. The half-dead wild horse twitched its nostrils, and after taking a couple of bites of the plant, it seemed to regain some energy, blinking its wet eyes as if it were no longer sleepy!

Vita Lemon Tea?

Damn, is this horse from Mexico? Do they have some merchandise?

Or is it the legendary Snickers that can sweep away hunger and restore energy with just one bite?

"show me."

I stepped forward and unceremoniously snatched the other plant from its mouth, plucked a tender leaf, and put it in my mouth to chew.

The moment this herb enters your mouth, it has an intensely bitter taste that hits you hard. It feels like you've accidentally squeezed a tube of wasabi in your mouth and swallowed it. The sourness is indescribable.

However, the bitterness comes and goes quickly. As you chew, all that remains in your mouth is a minty fragrance, which is stimulating but tolerable.

The longer I ate it, the more lingering and lasting the flavor became. Gradually, I finally understood why the wild horse was so excited. Its taste fermented in my mouth, gradually seeping into my heart and soul. Then, from the inside out, a refreshing feeling seeped into my skin through every pore, as if every cell in my body was being permeated by a healing power.

Item Name: Wild Herbs

Item Description: A slow-growing plant with healing properties. Because this wild plant is very difficult to cultivate but has significant healing effects, it is valued by many tribal groups who are attempting to cultivate it on a large scale.

Nutritional value of the item: 0.13

Growth time: 10 days

Characteristics: Harvestable, limited lifespan

Fertilization requirement: 100%

Fertilization sensitivity: 100%

Lifespan: 80 days

Harvesting output: 1”

It really is a herbal medicine!

I once grabbed a wild horse with a flamboyant hairstyle, parted its sharp hair, and examined the wounds inflicted by a cheetah. I found that the two cuts had already scabbed over naturally, and there were no signs of inflammation or ulceration. If all goes well, it will heal completely in a few days.

I also saw some herbal residue on the edge of the wound, which must have been chewed up by the horse and applied to the wound for treatment.

Hmm, this herb can be taken internally and applied externally as well?

I examined this plant very carefully.

The plant is a deep green color, and its branches and leaves are very fertile; you can squeeze sap out of it if you pinch it with your fingers. In the middle of four large leaves, two blue flower buds, which are taller than the average height of the plant, are about to bloom.

This plant looks incredibly delicate and doesn't resemble a desert plant at all. In the desert, a plant that can't retain moisture and is practically screaming "I'm delicious!" would probably be eaten by animals as soon as it sprouts.

Moreover, according to the attributes published by the colonists' system, the land fertility requirement is 100%, which is not even the long-uncultivated fields on my ranch in Mineral Town, let alone these semi-desert saline-alkali lands.

So where did these plants come from?

I think only this horse knows the answer to this question.

I stared at the horse, looking at it intently, hoping to find the answer.

Soon, the horse's eyes darted away guiltily.

???!

...Sooner or later I'll turn this horse into a leather sofa.

But then I thought about it again. At this horse's speed, it would take most of the day to travel, and it would have to cross the vast Gobi Desert and overcome countless dangers. It was definitely not an area that could be reached easily.

My wilderness survival skills are just starting out, so it's better to focus on building my base. If I waste a whole day going out to find herbs, I'm afraid I'll be dead before I even say I'm going east to find water.

Even worse, after finding the herbs and returning home, he discovered, holy crap, his house was gone!

In order to prevent the base from being destroyed, I probably can't go too far away for a while, so I'll have to put the search for herbs on hold for now.

“I’m confiscating this herb.”

I patted the head of the punk-style wild horse and took the opportunity to collect the wild herbs, hiding them inside the house.

…………

These past few days, I haven't been staying indoors all the time just slacking off.