Schiller didn't make his own BJ duck because the soil wasn't really good for a stove, but he made a simplified version of it, which was to clean the duck and marinate it in seafood sauce.

Cut open the belly, stuff with apples and lemons, then stuff the whole duck into a large coconut shell, seal the coconut shell, and put it in the hot sand to simmer the duck.

Hal wanted to make a replica of the Wellington steak, but because there was no ready-made starch, he couldn't make puff pastry, and there were no good raw materials for the mushroom sauce, so he also made a simplified version.

Toast bread on the side, brush each layer with butter, stack four layers and knead well, fry until golden brown, sprinkle pepper the steak, fry until medium-rare, spread with hoisin sauce, and wrap in bread to puff pastry.

Seeing that the strength of the other party was on par with his own, the two people who did not feel hungry at all did not stop their cooking skills at all, until another figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

It's actually hard to see a real look of confusion on Batman's face, but at this moment, Schiller is sure that he sees a hint of confusion and a hint of confusion on Bruce's face.

The two people lying down were not very good at judging life and death, but the appearance and smell of the food would not deceive, and Bruce, who had been driving the plane for several hours before finally arriving at the crash site, was also a little hungry at this time, and even more hungry when he opened the door of the closed cave and walked in.

These recipes are basically made with original elements adapted to the environment, but the general structure is still a method of food preparation that has been tried and tested countless times, and there is basically nothing wrong with it, so it is very attractive in terms of both aroma and appearance.

The first chicken stewed mushroom is lonely, because the chicken thigh meat is rich in oil, the whole dish is covered with a layer of golden luster, and the same luster is the seafood pasta made of shrimp oil, pasta in a coconut shell, it is not difficult to imagine the fresh fragrance of coconut in addition to the delicious seafood.

Equally whimsical is the duck that has been cut, the meat has been stuffed to the point of being extremely soft, and with Schiller's seafood sauce, I'm afraid that one bite will go straight to heaven, and the wilderness survival version of Wellington steak looks very flavorful, and the combination of large amounts of carbs and thick-cut steak will drive any omnivorous creature crazy.

When the last pot of seafood soup on Schiller's side came out, Arthur sat up like a corpse, he didn't care about Bruce at all, and at a speed of speed, he leaned over to the stone slab and waited for the meal to start.

Schiller helped Oliver up and led him to the slate, and after the four of them sat around, there were no more empty seats around the slate, so Bruce, who had just arrived, looked a little embarrassed.

Although he had already recognized the refrigerator next to him, the one Alfred had prepared on his plane, he was very self-aware, if these ingredients were given to him, he would not be poisoned after eating, he was already lucky, and if he wanted to eat such a delicacy on such an isolated island, he was afraid that he would have to go back and train with Alfred for another three months.

Schiller raised his eyes as if he had just seen Bruce, and said, "Isn't this Mr. Wayne?" Do you happen to be here for a vacation? ”…

Bruce looked at his refrigerator, and Schiller looked back at the refrigerator and said, "Oh, that's a gift from nature, and in that case, I thought, nature won't refuse every traveler to come and eat?" ”

"Shouldn't you explain first, what the hell is going on?" Bruce said in the deep tone he often used.

Half a minute later, Bruce was chewing on a piece of chicken mechanically, and Schiller looked at him with an unkind look and said, "Do you think I don't make it tasty?" Why do you seem happier when you eat his pasta? ”

Arthur hurriedly moved to the side, not wanting to get too close to Schiller, Bruce pursed his lips and said, "No, I was just thinking about how nature could have given you a refrigerator that is exactly the same as the one on my plane......"

"Do you believe in God?" Schiller asked.

The look on Bruce's face was, "Do you need to ask?" ”。

Bruce Wayne is a devout Christian and has previously sponsored all the costs of the Gotham Cathedral renovation, but Batman? He didn't believe in any gods.

"If you don't believe in God, I can't explain it to you." Schiller drew a cross on his chest and said.

"What if I believe?"

"Then why don't you ask God?"

With that, Schiller threw the last chicken bone out of the cave, and while Bruce was tangled, the rice on the slate had bottomed out.

Arthur and Oliver's eating appearance cannot be said to be polite, it can only be said to be the reincarnation of a starving ghost, and it has been proved that no matter how strong and rational people are, they will be hungry, and nothing can stop the desire of human beings to eat.

After a full meal, after which everyone regained their spirits, Oliver's condition was much better, and Schiller began to use the contents of the medical kit to help him treat his wounds, which were already showing signs of deterioration due to some improper manipulation by him, so it was a bit troublesome to deal with.

In the meantime, Arthur and Hal were going to finish the hand-tossed net, and the fibers were drying after they had been cooked, and now they were almost ready to weave.

"First of all, we need to cut all the long leaves with metal sheets, the thinner the better, pay attention to the front end of the leaf to keep a part, do not scratch, and then put this leaf into the water to soak, after soaking, the fiber part is woven according to this method......"

I saw Arthur holding a processed leaf and began to weave, the general weaving method is a bit similar to braiding, but because there are many strips to be cut, the method of overlapping each other is very complicated, Hal looked at it, blinked, and asked, "What just happened?" What did you do? How did this leaf become a string? ”

Bruce, who was standing on the sidelines and observing, looked thoughtfully at a leaf next to him, he picked up the leaf, picked up a piece of metal from the side, and began to scratch the leaf.

Using the wreckage of his bat fighter as a tool, Bruce sighed several times in his heart, but what made him sigh was not that this material was wasted, what he thought was that the metal used in the next time he made the fighter should be softer, so that it would be convenient to run out of ammunition in an air crash and use it to make tools when surviving on a desert island. …

After streaking the leaves, he began to weave, at first slowly, but by the time he reached the middle part, his fingers were already visible, even faster than Arthur's.

Soon, a thin rope appeared in Bruce's hand, but he still felt dissatisfied, he pulled the ends of the rope and stretched it, and then looked closer, and found that as he pulled hard, some of the finer fibers of the rope had broken, and obviously if he pushed harder, the rope would definitely break.

Bruce shook his head and tilted the corners of his mouth downwards with a displeased look.

He picked up another fiber, this time, he made the cutting distance a little larger, each fiber was thicker, but when weaving, it could not fit well because of the hardness of the fiber, and the rope at the side had protrusions everywhere, which was not smooth.

Bruce simply walked to the door, moved the whole pile of various fibers, and then experimented one by one, distance measurement, experimental data recording, control group, finished product test......

Behind him, Arthur was still talking to Hal about how to use metal to cut thin filaments stably, and Bruce, on his side, had already done several iterations of the product.

In the end, Bruce found a palm leaf that is very suitable for making rope, the fiber of this leaf, when it is thin, has good strength, and the woven string will not break, and when it is thick, it can maintain a certain hardness and have toughness.

After finding this material, he began to improve the weaving method, striving to find a simple, fast, labor-saving and strong weaving method.

It didn't take long for him to weave several strings, and then he began to test them one by one, and finally found a way to improve them.

After finding the best way to weave the rope, he twisted many of the ropes into a thick rope, and at this time, Bruce found that the thick rope twisted from a single fiber was far less good than the thick rope twisted with a variety of fibers and multiple braiding methods.

He began to research the best combinations, trying to find the most suitable method among several materials and methods.

On the other hand, Hal finally learned how to make a thin rope, and Arthur began to teach him how to twist the thin rope into a thick rope, and his method of twisting the rope was very simple, that is, simply twisting it up and rubbing it, and then knotting it at both ends.

After the thick rope is finished, you can start weaving the fishing net, the hand-cast fishing net is actually very simple, Arthur makes a hand-thrown net that is similar to the modern frisbee hand-cast net, that is, the harder plant stems are used to form a hard support, and then the net is put on it.

And the weaving method of the net is also very simple, it is nothing more than a stack of one, before the back press, left press right, after a while, Arthur made a very good hand-thrown net, which looks like the kind of hand-thrown net sold outside is only in the material.

Seeing Arthur's actions, Bruce began to think again, and he saw that it was a hand-cast net, but Bruce, who also grew up in the coastal city of Gotham, knew that although the hand-cast net was simple, it was relatively primitive, and the success rate of fishing was not high, especially in the ocean.

At first, Bruce wanted to build a trap net launcher, and he had previously made similar equipment to catch criminals alive, but soon, he found that in a place where there was no gunpowder and no rubber, it was difficult to give a net enough propulsion, and if the net was not shot as far as the hand could throw out, it would be meaningless. …

Since the nets can't get through, let the fish come over, Bruce changed his mind, and he looked at the wood next to him.

After fiddling with the remaining sticks from Arthur's handling for a long time, Bruce made several shapes, looking at these shapes, Bruce touched his chin and thought for a while, and finally chose one of the shapes, and then began to weave a fishing net around this shape.

When Hal finally managed to weave most of the nets, Bruce came up with a strange-looking trap, apparently not a cast net, but a trap.

Bruce had never fished before, so the trap was entirely made by his reasoning and intelligence, and when Hal finally succeeded in making a hand-cast net and was ready to try it with Arthur, they turned around and saw the fishing trap that Bruce had thrown all over the place.

Arthur's eyes widened, he strode over, and then said loudly, "Fishing trap??" You're also a fisherman??? ”

"Oh my God, my dad tried to teach me how to make this thing several times, but I didn't learn it, you must be an experienced old ......"

As soon as Arthur said this, his eyes had already fallen on Bruce's body, although Bruce was about the same age as him, but he was much better maintained than him, and because he was often active at night, there were almost no traces of wind and sun on his body.

Arthur pouted and said, "You're certainly not a fisherman, so where did this thing come from?" ”

Bruce, who was carrying the fishing trap, glanced at Schiller, who was still treating Oliver's wounds, and then threw the trap in his hand to Arthur and said

"It's a gift from nature."

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