Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 62 See What This Is?
"Ai ai ai, silly girl, why are you crying? If you break a bow, just make another one."

"It takes patience to light a fire, and you are tired, let me drill it later."

My words encouraged Xiao Yumeng, she inhaled the powder and nodded slightly.

The stubbornness in this girl's bones is a bit like Murong Xue's, and she soon made a wooden drilling bow.

She carefully learned the previous lesson that the bowstring is easy to break because it is not strong enough, so she braided the palm leaf whiskers into a strand, and then tied it to the bow.

I gave her a thumbs up and asked her to pass me the wooden bow.

"Forget it, Brother Fang, you're not feeling well and it's inconvenient to do this, so let me do it!" She smiled at me, shook her sore hands, and continued to drill into the fire.

I knew she was unhappy with Sun Ze's provocation and wanted to argue, so I didn't stop her.

"Oh, what makes a fire is not patience, but tools! Look!" Not far away, Sun Ze looked like he was not smoking, and he directly took the lighter and lit the torch in his hand.

In broad daylight, light a torch, just to show off that you can make a fire.

This man is mentally ill!

"Did you see it? Look at how fast and convenient it is for me to light it with a lighter? Isn't that right, Brother Zhao?" Sun Ze was triumphant.

Zhao Wenbin grinned and nodded.

Seeing me and Xiao Yumeng being deflated over and over again, he smiled happily.

Xiao Yumeng gritted her teeth, not being disturbed by the outside world, she quickly pulled the bowstring while wiping the sweat off her head.

This time, black smoke quickly came out of the borehole.

"It's done!" Xiao Yumeng was overjoyed.

Zhao Wenbin and Sun Ze, who were waiting to see the joke, also changed slightly.

"Damn, did Xiao Yumeng really set fire to this girl?"

"Impossible, it's not that easy. It's just a little smoke. How can this be a fire? It's too early to light the fire!" Zhao Wenbin sneered,

However, before he could laugh enough, Xiao Yumeng blew the embers in the wood and lit the kindling.

That pinch of small flames was like Xiao Yumeng's stubborn heart, beating unyieldingly.

"I..." Sun Ze wanted to swear.

Zhao Wenbin also looked like he was eating a fly.

The slap in the face came so fast, it was hard to guard against.

"I lit it! Brother Fang! I lit it!" Xiao Yumeng jumped up happily.

I nodded to her approvingly.

The little girl jumped up and down happily, and the young and arrogant curves on her chest trembled and trembled, which made me a little lost.

The feeling of invincible youth is so good!

Xiao Yumeng rushed over, excitedly wanting to give me a hug, but halfway through, she realized that she had lost her composure, shrank back shyly, stuck out her tongue with a blushing face.

"Okay, don't be so busy and foolish, add more firewood, let the fire burn, we should get fish to eat." I smiled and shook my head.

"Yeah!" Xiao Yumeng excitedly nodded her head, turned around and went to get the fish.

I picked up the fire with a wooden stick, and then cast a contemptuous glance at Zhao Wenbin and the others.

Didn't you say you couldn't give birth?

What is this?Fire!

A bunch of idiots!
Zhao Wenbin was so angry that his gums were about to bite, but he couldn't do anything about me. Sun Ze looked at me with anger mixed with jealousy.

Xiao Yumeng handed over the wooden stick with the small fish on it.

Except for the two big fish, the remaining six fish were relatively small. I asked Xiao Yumeng to string the small fish together and roast them on the fire.

Lift the fish skewers to a height of about ten centimeters from the fire, and the rising heat quickly roasts the fish meat. After a while, the fish skin begins to glow with a burnt yellow color, the oil is bubbling, and the aroma is overflowing.

Xiao Yumeng stared at her big cute eyes, and swallowed subconsciously.

"It smells so good..."

On weekdays, only Dai Tao can catch fish.

However, Dai Tao's fish catching skills are not strong enough, and he can't catch a few fish a day.

Most of the time, a few small fish are cooked in one pot, and it is impossible to be so bold as now, and directly use it to skewer.

Although grilled fish is not as nutritious as fish soup, it is better than fish soup.

Just this smell of burnt meat is enough to move your index finger.

"Of course it is delicious. This is a pure natural wild grilled fish. The freshness of the raw materials is a level higher than that of fish raised in ponds. Look at the fish on it..."

Under the scorched yellow and attractive fish skin, the white and tender fish meat is shaking under my flipping, oily and bright, and it is particularly tender at first glance.

I dare to assure you that after this bite, it is absolutely smooth and sweet in the mouth, even without adding any seasoning, it is delicious.

(End of this chapter)