Feng Yin was ready to cook, and looked up to see Cui Tianze standing in front of her with a strange shape.

"You don't want that hand anymore?"

At this time, Cui Tianze was half-raised in a ring with his two arms, and his face was full of disgust.

"It's fishy."

Feng Yin got up and walked more than ten meters away, and when Cui Tianze was scared and curious, Feng Yin bent down and picked something and walked back.

"Use this to rub it in a smelly place, wash it, and the fishy smell will be gone."

Cui Tianze looked at the small white flower in front of him in disbelief, and subconsciously took it and asked, "What is this?" ”

"A kind of grass."

Cui Tianze: What is the answer?

Forget it, he'd better wash his hands.

With an attitude of preferring to believe it, Cui Tianze rubbed the grass with small white flowers in the palm of his hand.

"How is it blue?"

The green grass and white flowers turned out to be blue juice when rubbed open, and the taste was very strong.

An inexplicable smell, not good, not very bad, in short, very peculiar.

After Cui Tianze washed his hands with water, he lowered his head and sniffed.

"Huh? No more fishy smell! So magical! ”

Cui Tianze is like a child who has discovered a new world, running back to the place where Fengyin cooks.

"Teacher, there really doesn't smell fishy, but what about this smell?"

Cui Tianze's hand left the smell of grass.

was processing the fish's wind groaning, and said without raising his head: "You can change it back to the fishy smell." ”

Cui Tianze blinked, and after making trouble for a long time, he changed his taste.

"Hehe, no, this one smells good."

Cui Tianze sat honestly on the wooden pier, and was arranged by Feng Yin to continue to weave the straw mat.

When Lenan finished chopping wood, the fish of the wind was almost ready.

I saw that she used a very large leaf, similar to the size of a banana leaf, and picked a lot of unknown plants at will, tore them up and sprinkled them on the fish that had been cut with flower knives, and finally sprinkled some things into it from the pile of bottles and cans she brought.

After the seasoning was placed, Feng Yin wrapped the fish with a straw rope and buried it in the fire.

"That's it?"

"Or else?"

Feng Yin asked a rhetorical question, Cui Tianze grinned, he didn't dare to ask, he always felt that the result was not good after asking.

Le Nan snickered and sat on the side and worked obediently.

Wind Yin steamed the rice in the pot he brought, and at the same time the rabbit was set up.

The flames were still a little hot, and Le Nan and Cui Tianze stepped back.

However, with the fragrance of fish, rice, and meat wafting out one by one, the two people leaned back.

Hungry.

Very hungry!

Stimulated by the scent, even hungrier.

As for Cui Tianze, who said before that he didn't want to eat fish, he said that he hadn't said it.

"Teacher, when is it good?"

"It smells so good."

Le Nan and Cui Tianze, the stool stopped sitting, and simply squatted in front of the stove, with a very rough homemade wooden plate in their hands, waiting for the dinner in front of them.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the woods were already dark.

Feng Yin took out five small solar lamps, forming a small circle of light, and in the pale yellow light, smoke rose from the cooking smoke, and three figures.

This picture calmed the restless heart and made the people watching the live broadcast envious.

In fact, in the midst of hustle and bustle, all I seek is this moment of peace.

I thought it was a live broadcast of survival in the wilderness, but under the leadership of Feng Yin, I made a leisurely Nanshan relaxation and comfort.

"Woo ———"