Xiangchuan, who caught a big fat fish in one shot, was in a very good mood now. If the lunch box in her hand hadn't been quite heavy, she even wanted to return to her childish innocence and skip around.
"Kagawa? What are you humming?"
When I returned to the tent, I found that Qiu Manman and Liang Gong had returned to the camp at some point, and they were standing by the square chatting.
"I made it up casually, why are you back so soon?" Xiangchuan looked at them in confusion, took the lunch box and bucket to the tent and put them down.
"We forgot to bring the kettle, and we didn't go far before we came back first." Liang Gong explained, raising the kettle in his hand to signal.
"That's it..." Xiangchuan tilted his head, thinking that he wanted the two of them to help him, but thinking that they couldn't go around digging ginger for him yesterday, he gave up the idea, "Then have fun.
Ah, remember to come back during lunch."
When Kagawa said this, she felt as if she had become an old mother. She heard her mother say this every day until she was in high school in her hometown more than ten years ago. She had no intention of falling in love and getting married in her last life. She originally thought she would never use this kind of expression in her life.
He spoke to the juniors in a tone of voice, but he didn’t expect that after tossing and turning, he would be even younger thirty thousand years later, so the words came out smoothly.
"Are these words what a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl should say..." Qiu Manman said with shame.
When the two were about to pick up the kettle and leave the camp, suddenly the lunch box next to the tent shook, startling the two. Qiu Manman opened his eyes wide, wondering if it was Xiangchuan who was left alone.
When they were playing a prank in the camp, the lunch box jumped again, and at this time the eyes of the two people had changed from frightened to horrified.
"Xiang, Xiangchuan... what is that?"
The timid Liang Gong pointed at the lunch box tremblingly and asked.
"Huh?" Xiangchuan lowered his head in the direction he pointed, suddenly realized, picked up the lunch box, and said with a smile, "The one I just caught by the river is quite fat."
What does it mean to be fat! The two of them had goosebumps now. When they saw Xiangchuan preparing to open it, they stepped back three meters in unison.
"Huh? There's nothing to be afraid of." Xiangchuan quickly opened the lunch box and took out a freshwater fish weighing about ten kilograms. "It's just a fish."
Fish!
A living fish!
Qiu Manman, Liang Gong, and the members of Team 8 who were secretly paying attention to the activities in Xiangchuan's tent were all stunned, and they all ran over.
Xiangchuan, who was focusing all his attention on this fish, seemed to have been cured of the fear of crowds in his previous life. He ignored the crowd of about ten people and calmly put the fish in the lunch box, ready to wait.
I started cooking the fish on the lunch box - I had no choice but to make do with this sturdy lunch box since I didn't have a cutting board.
The first thing is something for scraping scales.
Xiangchuan got into the tent and dug through the bag. The rope loop should not be too thick. The cloth was used to treat wounds. It was stained with ointment. She was the first person to eat steamed fish in modern times. She did not want to make it into a medicinal meal.
.Steel ring...Steel ring?
The scales are at least enough.
As for knives, can the knives specially used for outdoor use still be used?
After preparing the tools, go to the transport robot next to you and break off a piece of ginger, then move the lunch box and bucket of water, along with the lunch box and tools, away from the tent.
There was no special reason, it was just that she slept near the entrance of the tent. If she had the surgery there, she would be afraid that the smell of fish would keep her awake.
The first step is to knock the fish out.
At first, Xiangchuan considered picking up a random stone and going to the river to wash it and use it directly. However, he thought that the fish's head would be smashed if the stone fell down, so he obediently took a corner of the lid of the lunch box and gave it to his hand.
The struggling grass carp came for a moment, frightening everyone so much that they were speechless. However, Xiangchuan saw that the fish was still struggling, so he patted the fish's head a few more times until the fish could only twitch slightly. Good, so violent...
The second step is to scrape the scales.
Originally, she was supposed to use a kitchen knife to scrape, but she couldn't use a kitchen knife in the wild, so she had to use a steel wire. However, it was her first time to use a steel wire, and it was very uncomfortable to scrape. After scraping, the fish skin was all stained.
Wrinkled. Xiangchuan frowned and sighed helplessly: Forget it, just make do with it.
The third step is to remove the internal organs.
The flying scales when she was just scraping were a bit nice, but the fish skin she accidentally punctured scared the surrounding students so much that they took three steps back. Only Qiu Manman and Liang Gong dared to continue to stand close by.
When Manman was about to laugh at the boys in the class for being timid, she almost backed away in fright.
There is no other reason. No matter how little blood there is in fish, the sight of cutting open the stomach to reveal the entrails really scares the pure modern teenagers.
Xiangchuan, who was concentrating on cooking, didn't pay attention to the reactions of the teenagers. She skillfully poured water on the fish, rinsed off some of the scales and internal organs wrapped in the outer layer, and placed the cleaned internal organs on the lid of the lunch box that was removed next to it.
to avoid soiling the grass. If it weren't for the lack of seasonings and equipment on hand, Xiangchuan would really like to make a dry pot of fish offal to satisfy his craving, but for now he can only say goodbye to them. When processing the internal organs and fish gills, he should also remove the fishy smell.
The line was cleaned out, perhaps because the water quality here is better, and Xiangchuan felt that the fishy smell was not very strong during the cleaning.
But this is not the case for modern people.
What does this smell like!
It smells so bad! I feel like vomiting when I smell it!
This is almost the only thought of nearly ten students in the camp, including Qiu Manman and Liang Gong.
The Third Ship Group has developed animal husbandry and agriculture, but in contrast, the aquatic products are at a passable level. Modern people who have lost the traditional food processing methods are very disgusted with the fishy smell of river fish, so they are especially interested in the sea fish produced by the Fourth Ship Group.
I like it, but the chance of a ship group meeting each other by chance is too low. People can only take advantage of the ship group exchange period to buy as much seafood as possible from the fourth ship group and make it into solid food for storage to survive the next day.
A life without sea fish for thousands of years. However, people still want to eat fresh liquid food more than dry solid food. Therefore, once fresh seafood appears on the market, people will definitely compete for it.
River fresh food, like pork, has become a feed for livestock or a frequent guest on the tables of non-ship residents. After all, at a time when only processed raw ingredients can be eaten directly, no one likes ingredients with strong flavors.
The fishy smell of raw meat in front of them has once again awakened the students in Class 8's aversion to river food. Even if the person handling the ingredients is Xiangchuan who has brought them steamed buns and fruit milk, they still have doubts about whether Xiangchuan can handle this food well.
Fish don’t hold out much hope.
Especially Qiu Manman. She had seen with her own eyes in the live broadcast room the tragic situation where Xiangchuan tried to cook pork and both herself and Xiangxue were silenced. It would be the same this time... but she saw Xiangchuan's happy face.
Seemingly, Qiu Manman didn't have the courage to stop her, so she could only wait silently from the rear.
Forget it, at worst, I will be the first guinea pig and don't let the number of victims increase! Qiu Manman silently made up his mind.
Xiangchuan, who was taking the ginger cubes and going to the river to wash off the dirt, is now frowning: I wonder if steamed fish without soy sauce tastes good...