Jing Yuran and the two returned to the camp one after the other, and saw Han Ziyan wrapping fish in clothes, everyone was surprised that there were fish to eat at night, and on the other hand, they looked at Han Ziyan's clothes, the prince's clothes were all customized......

Seeing that Han Ziyan didn't mean to blame, several girls trembled and took away the fish that were "worth twice as much" because they were wrapped back by Han Ziyan's clothes, and after processing them, they could make a fire and cook when they came back from collecting firewood.

Everyone was looking forward to it, one minute and two minutes, ten minutes and half an hour, and the group collecting firewood was still nowhere to be seen. The students were a little worried, although this forest is not big, it is not easy to get out if you get lost, after all, it is already dusk.

The head teacher's calm command dispersed everyone to various places in the forest to look for it, and before he set off, he saw Huang Ying's group of people collecting firewood coming slowly.

Huang Ying, who was late, didn't know everyone's plan at all, and when she saw that everyone looked like she was about to set off, she was secretly proud: it turned out that it was too early to come back from picking up firewood, and they hadn't found anything to eat yet. This is when the stupidity of others can show their own cleverness.

Huang Ying didn't see everyone sitting back silently again, and cast strange eyes, so much so that Huang Ying's own eyes were about to stick to Han Ziyan's body, looking proud and begging for praise, which almost made Jing Yuran laugh.

There are still such stupid people in the world who want to be praised for picking up firewood, so shouldn't those who gather ingredients to clean and cook should be rewarded? Jing Yuran hooked the corners of her mouth and lowered her head to hide the mockery on her face.

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The head teacher instructed everyone to set up a fire, and I don't know who actually brought a pot, but it came in handy at this moment.

Every student present is the pride of the sky, since childhood, except for a few students whose families started as catering, none of them can cook.

The burden naturally falls on their shoulders. In fact, Jing Yuran can make a little bit, but it can only be eaten, not delicious. For the sake of others, Jing Yuran chose to stay quietly.

Han Ziyan saw that Jing Yuran didn't mean to get up, and was a little disappointed in his heart, and he didn't know if Jing Yuran could cook, so he wanted to taste it, it should be delicious.

It wasn't until one day that Han Ziyan really ate the food cooked by Jing Yuran, that she knew how well she was protected by Jing Yuhan, and since then the kitchen at home has been handed over to Han Ziyan.

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The cooking skills of a few girls are not bad, and no one is picky after eating, after all, it is better not to be picky if you don't know how to do it. After a tiring day, everyone is ready to rest early.

Huang Ying went back to the tent early, the water fell during the day was not a joke, and Jing Yuran probably didn't expect that the impulse would solve the peace of the night.

Next to the fire, only Han Ziyan and Jing Yuran remained. The two sat quietly, and the chirping of insects in the summer woods added a touch of color to the night.

Unfortunately, this silence was quickly broken. There was a rustling sound from the jungle behind him. The two turned back vigilantly, but by the faint light of the fire behind them, they didn't see anything clearly.

Jing Yuran took out the dagger from his boots and held it in his hand, it was a coincidence, this dagger had not been worn by Jing Yuran for a long time, if it weren't for the daytime, Jing Yuran would not have thought of bringing the dagger again.

Han Ziyan picked up the spearfish dagger from the fire and stood beside Jing Yuran.