After they returned, most of the remaining people got up.
They looked at the contents of the little fortune bucket and fell into deep thought.
Is this really something that can be produced in this sea area?
Didn't they just go to sea, but went to rob a yacht?
Everyone looked at them with suspicion.
Ji Yucheng spread his hands and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know either."
"Did you pick these up at the beach?"
Sang Mizhou's expression was very complicated.
This is no longer a good relationship, right?
This is simply outrageous.
Little Fubao nodded obediently: "Yes, Fubao picked it up on that reef beach."
Several people looked at each other, but they still didn't seem to believe it.
[Hahahaha! They were all stupid. To be honest, I was also stupid when I saw it. 】
[I have only seen these things in videos, although I am also watching the live broadcast now, but this little baby picked them up with my own hands!]
[Where is this island! I want to pick it up too! Follow the little baby and find a way to make a fortune!]
"Oh, no matter what, we have something to eat today, let's start preparing?"
Song Nanchen picked up two buckets and took out the barbecue grill. When he was about to light a fire, he realized that there was no firewood.
Moreover, it rained heavily last night, so there was no dry firewood for them to burn in the woods.
"What should we do if we don't have coal and firewood?" Song Nanchen turned to look at them and asked.
This stumped them.
Just when the adults were thinking about how to make a fire.
But Xiao Fubao got into the tent and took out a pile of small roots of wood from somewhere and held it in his arms.
"Uncle, can you watch this?"
Song Nanchen heard the sound, looked down and found that what she was holding in her arms was a pile of small dry wood.
Somewhat surprised: "Xiao Fubao, where did you get these woods?"
Little Fubao tilted his head, with an innocent look on his face: "Yesterday, Aunt Shen set up a tent. Fubao saw that she seemed to have inserted something into the sand to fix it. Fubao wanted to make the tent stronger, so he picked up some small things there.
The wood comes back and sticks into the sand."
"Then after inserting it, I threw the wood into the tent and forgot about it."
After listening to her words, several people looked at the tent they had set up and saw that there were indeed small wooden sticks inserted into the fixed corners.
Although these small wooden sticks did not play a key role in fixing the tent, thanks to her thinking so much, they now had firewood to burn.
"Little Fubao is really a prophet who always helps us at the most critical moments."
Several people looked at each other helplessly and smiled.
Sang Mizhou raised his chin with great pride.
This is his sister!
Of course you can predict the future.
With the firewood provided by Xiao Fubao, several people quickly lit the fire.
Because all the seasonings had been taken away, the few of us could only eat the original grilled seafood.
Xiao Fubao took the peeled shrimp from Sang Mizhou and caught the arm-length shrimp himself.
When you take a bite, the shrimp meat is sweet, firm and chewy, and it also has a salty taste from the sea.
Because the director said that the water can only be used for bathing and washing, and the water is cut off at other times and cannot be used, so these seafood have not been washed, but they are all in shells, and they do not need to be washed.
“This thing is delicious!”
Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up and he tore off a whole piece of shrimp meat with his hands, then held it in his hand and ate it in big gulps.