Zhu Ping'an and his two companions chose a relatively flat large stone to use as a table, broke off willow branches to make chopsticks, picked up large shells to use as bowls, washed them in the stream, and began to enjoy their first meal after being stranded on the island.
In fact, Zhu Ping'an didn't have high expectations for the fish soup made by Li Shu. He just thought it would be fine as long as it was cooked and drinkable.
After all, she is a young lady who has never done housework, so we can't ask for too much.
As for the delicious smell he had just smelled, Zhu Ping'an attributed it to the fact that he was too hungry.
However, when the maid Baozi brought the shell of fish soup to Zhu Ping'an, Zhu Ping'an was surprised. The delicious aroma of the fish soup became stronger. This was not an illusion. Moreover, just from the appearance, the appearance of the fish soup was really appetizing.
It is as white as milk, fresh but not greasy, and steaming hot. It has an even more visual beauty when served in a shell.
After Zhu Ping'an took the fish soup, Li Shu turned her gaze to Zhu Ping'an subtly, like a primary school student handing in a test paper to the teacher and waiting for the teacher to mark it.
After blowing away the hot steam and feeling that it was ready to eat, Zhu Ping'an took a small sip, with the mentality of testing poison to see to what extent this dark dish of Li Shu, which looked good on the surface, could taste bad.
However
Unexpectedly, with just a small sip, the delicious fish soup almost conquered Zhu Ping'an's taste buds. Without the embellishment of seasoning, it brought out the most essential deliciousness of the fish soup to the greatest extent. The soup is fresh and delicious, fat but not greasy, and it is really delicious to the extreme.
Huh
Zhu Ping'an opened his eyes wide in surprise, the taste was really beyond his expectations... Not only was it not unpalatable, it was actually very delicious. And what surprised Zhu Ping'an was far more than that, the thickness, freshness, and even color of the fish soup were all just what he liked.
It seems that this taste is a bit familiar. Why do I feel like I have had this fish soup somewhere before? I am not talking about the taste of the fish soup. I am talking about its overall feeling, the inner things.
Zhu Pingan took a sip and closed his eyes to savor the taste for a long time. He always had a sense of déjà vu, and this feeling seemed to be lingering in his mind. But he just couldn't grasp the moment, just like the words were on his lips but he couldn't say them.
“How does it taste?”
Li Shu saw Zhu Pingan close his eyes for a while, and couldn't help but ask nervously. After all, making fish soup on an island without any seasonings or kitchen utensils was very different from cooking before. She was still a little worried.
"It tastes good." Zhu Pingan praised sincerely.
Hearing this, Li Shu seemed to have received the best reward in the world. The corners of her mouth curved upwards slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, her pretty face flushed slightly, and a cheerful aura permeated her whole body.
She wears no makeup, but is more beautiful than Xi Shi and more charming than Bao Si.
"Of course, my young lady can..." The little maidservant spoke incoherently while sucking fish meat in her mouth.
"Shut up!" Li Shu turned her head and glared at the little maid.
Zhu Pingan was a little surprised. He didn't understand why Li Shu reacted so excitedly.
"Don't talk while eating fish, or you'll get a fish bone stuck on you." Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was a little surprised, Li Shu turned around and said to the little maid Baozi calmly, with her back to Zhu Ping'an. Her tone was very gentle, but her eyes were glaring.
After being glared at by her mistress, the little maid Baozi drank the fish soup obediently.
It turned out that they were worried that the little maid Baozi might get caught by a fish bone...
This was just a small episode and Zhu Ping'an didn't take it seriously. Perhaps because he was too hungry, Zhu Ping'an drank a lot of fish soup this time.
Watching Zhu Ping'an drinking shell after shell, Li Shu's big watery eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.
The three of them ate a lot at lunch.
After lunch, the task of finding a place to stay was put on the agenda. Without sleeping bags or tents, the three of them had to find a place to stay before nightfall, and they also had to arrange and pack it up.
Although there are no ready-made tents, you can build a tent with branches and vines. However, you have to consider the location of the tent carefully. It is absolutely not possible to place it near a stream. If the mountain stream is flooded at night or there is a mountain torrent, mudslide, etc., it is still very dangerous to be near the stream, but water is the source of life, so you can't be too far away from the stream.
You should choose a slightly higher place with a wider field of vision, and follow the principles of being close to water, sheltered from the wind, avoiding danger, and protecting against animals.
Zhu Ping'an, Li Shu and the other two were looking for a suitable site for a tent nearby. During the search, they found an unexpected surprise.
Not far from here, the three found a cave. The cave was on a nearby hill. It was probably a place where fishermen would rest temporarily before there was a maritime ban. Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking out, you could see the endless sea, and what was happening on the sea could be seen clearly from here.
The cave was very simple, with nothing inside except a few discarded stones and a pile of firewood. However, you could see traces of people living there a long time ago. There were small man-made holes on the cave wall, probably used for placing things.
With such a cave, they can save the trouble of setting up a tent, but none of the three of them are good at it.
This cave is a gift from God to the three people, as it provides shelter from wind and rain and offers a wide view.
Zhu Ping'an built a simple stove with stones, then took the fire that had been protected by the stream, rekindled the fire with hay, and put a few pieces of firewood in the cave to form a fire pit on the stove to preserve the flames, saving him the trouble of drilling wood to make fire every time in the future.
While Zhu Ping'an was busy with the stove, Li Shu and the maid Baozi picked up a lot of hay nearby, dried it near the stove, and then piled it into the cave to make a simple bed. They made a big bed on the left side of the cave for the two of them to rest, and a small bed on the right side for Zhu Ping'an to sleep. They also made a curtain with branches and vines in front of the hay on the left, which became their boudoir.
Looking at the straw mats, the two girls felt a sense of accomplishment, as if the straw mats were the most comfortable beds in the world, and they couldn't wait to lie down in them.
"Don't peek." Li Shu said to Zhu Ping'an before lying down.
Who cares? I've watched hundreds of gigabytes of movies... Zhu Ping'an curled his lips, then walked out of the cave, moved a stone to the entrance of the cave, and sat on the stone.
If you are bored, you might as well practice calligraphy.
In the sunshine, Zhu Ping'an sat on a stone, broke off a branch to use as a brush, and practiced calligraphy on the ground.
After going through so many things, she finally settled down and relaxed, and the maid Baozi fell asleep quickly. After the maid Baozi fell asleep, Li Shu got up gently, walked out of the cave, saw Zhu Pingan practicing calligraphy at the entrance of the cave, and then watched with interest.
Zhu Ping'an also noticed Li Shu, nodded slightly, and continued practicing calligraphy.
After looking for a while, as if she was tired and annoyed, Li Shu also broke off two branches and started to draw on the branches with her two little hands, as if to make trouble next to Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Ping'an took a glance and was speechless.
In Zhu Ping'an's eyes, Li Shu drew many circles on the ground. There were big circles, small circles, single circles, double circles, half circles, crescent circles, and many other circles. They were of different sizes, densely packed, without any trace. Anyway, they were just randomly drawn circles.
"Great talent, can you tell what I wrote?"
Li Shu scribbled a lot, then threw the branch aside, looking at Zhu Ping'an with her big black eyes, and asked provocatively with her little tiger teeth showing, her face full of weirdness. (To be continued.)
ps: Can you tell what Li Shu wrote