With light and warmth at night, there is hope.

At this moment, Mars sat on the side, drinking warm boiled water with a canned box in his hand, and nodded comfortably.

Lawrence had already finished drinking the water, and he looked at the place where it was still burning, worrying that the water inside was drained.

As for the fish, Lawrence didn't care much about it anymore.

Because when you want to eat, go to the shallows and get a lot of delicious food.

So he was still worried about the water, which was still too precious.

If there was plenty of fresh water, Lawrence wouldn't have been staring at it all the time.

After waiting a little longer, Mars thought it should be about the same.

"Father, bring me some of the sea salt you saved. ”

Mars thinks that if you just drink fish soup, it may be too fresh.

Or put a little salt to eat.

Although these things are coarse salts, they can be swallowed better if you eat meat with a little bit.

When Mars first saw this thing, he thought it was something, but finally realized that it was sea salt.

Moreover, it was Lawrence himself who made it from seawater.

At this time, you have to admire the people of this world, they have mastered a lot of practical skills on the road to survival.

Lawrence got a little sea salt, not much, just a little.

Then, at Mars's instructions, Lawrence put the sea salt into the soup where there was still a little white fish and fresh water left.

The fish soup changed color after the black sea salt was added.

Mars didn't think much of it either, and made a spoon out of hand.

Lawrence didn't care about the appearance of this tool, because he was used to his son making things out of stone.

The spoon stirred in the fish broth a few times, and Mars extinguished the fire.

"Father, come and taste it!"

Mars wanted to try the fish soup he made was good.

But with his father by his side, he couldn't eat it himself, so he had to let Lawrence taste it.

Lawrence nodded, looking at the strange tool that Mars had handed over.

He also took it directly, and just like Mars had just stirred it in the iron box, he scooped a little into the spoon.

Mars kept watching his father's movements.

In the past, everything was ready-made, except for the tools that needed to hold water when drinking, it was basically possible to solve it with both hands.

Now, when you drink something as hot as soup, you can only use a spoon to taste it little by little.

So he looked at his father, hoping that Lawrence would learn to use it soon, so that he could always enjoy the food.

Lawrence put the spoon near his nose and sniffed it.

The taste is not bad, but it is still a little hot.

After all, this is a fish pond, and the fat of the fish has floated on top of the fish soup, which can play a role in keeping warm.

So before drinking, Lawrence carefully blew a few times, the movement was slight, and the soup in the spoon did not spill a little.

As soon as he poured it into his mouth, Lawrence found that this thing was more comfortable than drinking hot water just now.

The soup was drunk into the stomach, and then the fragrance left in the mouth, and I couldn't help but smash the bar.

"Mars, it tastes very good, you drink it too!"

Lawrence was very satisfied, and then at this time, he thought of his son.

So he said to his son.

After Lawrence finished speaking, he was about to hand the tool to Mars, only to find that Mars had already made another one.

"Father, while it's still hot, let's drink together. ”

"Good!"

Two people have a spoon each, and then they can both drink fish soup at the same time.

Mars drank and felt the food run down his throat, it was a really refreshing feeling.

And the most important thing is that after taking a sip, the fragrance of fish will be left in the mouth, which is even more praised, but it makes people feel a little fly in the ointment.

This amount is too little.

In total, Lawrence drank five spoonfuls, Mars drank seven, and then there were none.

All that's left is the fish that is almost completely cooked.

This thing was also eaten by Mars and Lawrence.

After eating, I can't get enough of it.

Both of them feel like this, and Mars still has ideas.

But it was stopped by Lawrence.

Lawrence felt that there was enough fresh water that had been used today, and that he could not use it anymore, otherwise he might not have enough fresh water in the event of a situation.

And I've eaten a lot of things today, which is much more than what other people eat in a day.

So you still need some restraint, and you can't let yourself eat too much.

Lawrence said this, Mars had heard it very early on.

Because everyone knows that the island they live on is not always safe, they always want to have a flexible body to face danger.

If you eat too much, you will behave very sluggishly.

Of course, Mars understood what his father meant by this, that is, food was not a good source in the past, and if he ate a lot every time, he was likely to go hungry for the next meal.

In this way, some restrictions will be imposed on a daily basis.

So, Mars thinks this point of view will definitely change slowly.

But now it is true that it is necessary to refrain from it, if you eat enough at one time, I am afraid that you will not have a good appetite next time.

The tools and the like were left in their place, and Mars followed Lawrence to the stone house to rest.

By this time, the sky had been obscured by dark clouds again, and the night had changed to its original state.

Lying on his stone bed, Mars thought about how to use the biogas tomorrow.

At least be able to give yourself lighting and a place to cook.

And at least have a shade place when cooking during the day, so that you don't have to face the sun and the flames.

At this moment, Mars had more thoughts, and all kinds of things that he had experienced in life appeared in his thoughts.

Mars, who had become so active, couldn't sleep at all with excitement, and even thought about getting up now and turning his ideas into reality.

But he will also restrain himself, because he does not want to worry his father, who loves him.

So, he will keep quiet, even if his brain is thinking quickly, but his body will remain quiet.

I don't know how long I thought about it, and Mars didn't know when he fell asleep.

Anyway, when he woke up in the morning, Lawrence was already outside to observe.

Mars looked at the sun and thought that his father had risen to see that he was sleeping.

I can't bear to disturb, and then walk out slightly, full of happiness, and a moment of high morale!

"It's another good day, let's make this place even more livable!"