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832. Chapter 832: 832 Desert Island Survival 26

The outer edge of the pot and the inside of the pot are still a bit rough and not very smooth.

Seafood soup is boiling inside.

Both Jun Mo Shang and Jun Youqi are not here.

I don’t know who made the stone pot. Without the cutting and digging tools, the only way to carve such a stone pot was to use stronger rocks to chisel and grind it bit by bit. It was very laborious and didn’t last long at night, so it would definitely not be done well.

She slept so deeply last night that she really didn't know who made this stone pot.

Knowing that we will leave the desert island after today's full moon night, it is really a waste of time to spend time carving out the stone pot.

However, it is well worth it to enjoy a delicious soup.

I kind of hope it was Jun Mo Shang who did it, because it was something that touched her.

Of course, even if it wasn't him, she wouldn't be disappointed, and she wouldn't change anything because of it.

This time, it's about eight o'clock in the morning.

She broke off a clean-looking branch, wiped it with grass, and used it as a chopstick to stir it in the pot to prevent it from sticking to the pot.

The pot is boiling with sliced ​​pieces of sea fish and shrimp.

Ripe.

The soup is fragrant.

If you look closely, there is actually a small stone spoon placed on the leaf next to it.

The spoon was very clean and had obviously been washed with fresh water. She picked up the spoon and scooped out the soup. It was very delicious, with a touch of sweetness, and was delicious.

The seafood soup cooked in fresh water, unfortunately, has no salt and is too bland.

If you add some salt, you can drink seafood soup like this on a desert island, which is really a treat in the world.

Integrity is not worth a lot of money. Even if Jun Youqi made this pot of soup, she would still drink it. Of course, the premise is that they don't object.

Jun Mo Shang came over with a leaf bag in his hand, "Jingyun, are you awake? The water for washing your face and brushing your teeth is ready." He pointed to the bottom of the tree, "Over there."

Only then did she realize that there was a small leaf bowl placed on the big leaves under the tree nearby. There was half a bowl of water in it, and a few pieces of young grass were placed on the side. She silently brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth. She saw him open the leaf bag in his hand, and there was a small leaf bag in his hand.

A little bit of coarse salt.

Seeing her looking over, he said, "This is a little bit of salt I found in the pit you dug to dry the sea salt. I brought the sea salt you dried, and it's enough for one meal."

"Hmm. It usually takes about half a month to dry out sea salt." She nodded, "The pit I dug in the shallows will see a lot of seawater into the ground. Once it is exposed to the sun, it will be almost dry in one day. At most, it will be dry.

Take a pinch of salt."

He slightly curved his lips towards her, his cold face softened a lot, and put all the salt in the leaves into the soup pot.

She came over, took his right hand and turned it over. Sure enough, she saw that there were many scratch marks and blisters of different shades on his fingers. He was using a hard stone to grind the stone, but instead he scratched his hand and developed blisters.

"You're so stupid. I have nothing to do with sea salt." Well, actually she wanted to eat some food with salt.

While eating at the barbecue, I ate whatever I wanted without any salt, and my mouth felt like a bird.

He just touched her hair gently and said, "As long as you want the moon in the sky, I will try to get it for you. Yesterday you said it would be nice to have a soup pot. I guess you want to drink soup. Yesterday I

In the evening, I specially polished this stone pot, and in the morning I went to the sea to catch some fish and shrimps."

Just because she said this in one sentence, she was very moved, "Catching fish and shrimps in the morning, the sea water is very cold."

"It doesn't matter, I am strong and not afraid of the cold." He took the stone spoon, stirred it in the pot, mixed the salt, scooped up the soup, blew it to cool it slightly, and brought it to her lips,

"Let's see, does it taste good?"

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