Making up her mind, Qiao Lingxiang went to work on something else. She took off her shoes, rolled up her pants, held the sharpened branches in her hand, and stood in the surging river, motionless.

Seeing that she was trying to stab a fish, Lu Zhengqing was shocked and amazed. The weather in early winter was already very cold for people in the southern region, but Qiao Lingxiang didn't say a word.

She arranged the easiest job for them, but she stood in cold water and prepared to make a fishing trip.

In addition to being hardworking, she is also quite hardworking.

Just waiting for Cen Yi and laughing, he brought a few bundles of firewood from the mountain. When he saw Cen Yi suddenly stewing, he kept looking at Qiao Lingxiang standing in the stream.

Lu Zhengqing smiled at Cen Yi and said:

"Ayi, you really picked up a baby. Xiangxiang can even beat fish."

Cen Yi had a pair of ink-stained eyes and looked at Qiao Lingxiang's back without moving. After a while, he gave Lu Zhengqing a blank look and said disgustingly:

"Shame, we are worse than a girl."

Xiaoxiao, what's so funny? The leader is a little expert in life, so he really depends on Qiao Lingxiang to take care of everything?

So what is the point of doing this task?

After Cen Yibai finished the whitening Lu Zhengqing, he simply took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trousers, found a branch, sharpened it, and dripped into the river that was not very deep.

He is a man who knows how to do it, so he learns!

At this time, Qiao Lingxiang was aiming a big fish. She held a sharp branch in her hand and stabbed it directly into her hand. When she saw Cen Yiye falling into the water at the corner of her eyes, her hand shook and she lost.

The fish happened to swim past Cen Yi, and he took the branch and went straight into the water, and the fish ran away.

Lu Zhengqing on the shore looked at him and smiled and asked:

"Hi Xiangxiang, what are we doing on the shore?"

"Make a fire, you have a lighter."

Qiao Lingxiang didn't look back, and she happened to see another fish. She hurriedly forked over, and now the fork arrived.

Cen Yi, who was standing a few meters away from her, saw this and said:

"How did this happen? I just let one go."

"You aim below the fish."

Qiao Lingxiang held the fish that was forked in her hand. The big fish was very lively. Even if it was forked by a sharp branch, it was still shaking its head and waving its tail and thumping desperately.

She walked to Cen Yi's side and said:

"The fish is in the water, because of the refraction, which makes it seem to swim lightly, but in fact it is in the depths of the water. There is a small trick. You aim at the bottom of its body and go down, one fork and one fork."

"I'll practice again."

Cen Yi nodded, holding the branches very seriously, standing in the water to learn to fish. Although he grew up in the northern region, he grew up in the northern city. He had never done these things when he was a child. He felt fresh for a while, and stood in the water and held his breath and waited for the fish to swim.

As for the biting cold water, there is no need to care about this. Miss Qiao Lingxiang can tolerate it, so why can't he bear it?

In this large scenic area with undulating mountains, the natural environment is very well protected, the water is very clear, the fish are also very large, and there are many. But in a while, I caught a fish.

It is bigger than the fish on Qiao Lingxiang's fork just now.

He turned his back, with a smile on his face, and was about to show Qiao Lingxiang the fish in his hand, but he saw that her fleshy body was already squatting upstream of him. The fat man held a knife in his hand, and was skillfully hanging off the fish scales, blew his belly, and took out the fish bubbles and internal organs...

At this time, Lu Zhengqing and his team were on the stone stove for a long time. After finally igniting the fire, Qiao Lingxiang washed the cut fish in her hand in the stream, carried the fish tail to the stone stove, threw the fish into a small milk pot and cooked it.

Cen Yi looked at it silently and learned it silently. He also took out a garrison knife and sat on the edge of the stream, trying hard to scrape the fish scales.

He had never done such a thing. When he lived in the northern region, because his mother's family was well-off, he lived in a villa since he was a child, and there were two or three people serving him in the villa.

Although my father is a garrison, he is also a garrison at the camp executive level.

Therefore, Cen Yi had never done such cooking since he was a child. Even if his parents were gone, he transferred from the north to the south alone. Because of the blessing of his grandfather's family, he still lived like the northern region, a noble and irritable young master, who liked to fight when he was fine, and was arrogant and arrogant.

In the city, he lives stronger than Qiao Lingxiang, but when he went out of the wild, he soon saw the gap between himself and Qiao Lingxiang.

What else can he do besides fighting? If there were no supplies hoarded by his grandfather and if the world collapsed faster, he would have to starve to death in this end of the world with his grandparents.

Cen Yi clumsyly scraped the fish scales with a knife without saying a word, but in a moment, a scent of fish came from behind.

He turned his head and saw that Qiao Lingxiang had picked many banana leaves. He didn't know how she folded it. He folded the banana leaves into the shape of a bowl in a few strokes.

Then, Qiao Lingxiang poured the fish and fish soup into a large bowl made of banana leaves, then injected water into the small milk pot, and started boiling water and boiling instant noodles.

Lu Zhengqing and his wife were holding a small bowl of banana leaves and two branches of moderate length, waiting to drink fish soup and eat noodles.

"Ayaka, come and help me."

Cen Yi called her, and Qiao Lingxiang got up and walked over.

She came to Cen Yi and saw that Cen Yi had scraped off the scales and cut the fish open. Although it was a mess, the steps were correct at least.

"What's wrong with the hand?"

Qiao Lingxiang looked at Cen Yi's bloody hands and still stained with fish scales, and the wound on her fingers was obvious.

"Oh, it's still jumping when the fish scales are scraped."

Cen Yi explained that he didn't care much about the injuries on his hand, and he only waved his bloody garrison knife and asked:

"What do you want and what do you don't want these internal organs?"

"Take it a little first."

Qiao Lingxiang found a stone beside Cen Yi and sat down. She was too fat and had too much fat. If she squatted for a long time, the fat on her belly would press on her breathing, which was not very comfortable.

After she sat down, she pulled Cen Yi's hand, scooped up some stream water, first cleaned the serum from his fingers, and then found a very small medical bag from his backpack.

Although this medical bag is very small, it has everything inside. There is an outdoor first aid portable cotton swab. When you fold it gently, iodine will flow out of the small stick, soaking the entire cotton head, which is best used for disinfection.

She held Cen Yi's hand and carefully sterilized his wound with the iodine cotton swab. She also saw Cen Yi staring at her small medical bag.

Qiao Lingxiang explained:

"This is also a gift given by the organizer when reporting to the wild extreme survival camp."

After thinking about it, she explained:
Chapter completed!