Chapter 13: In the wild

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There was a stream not far from the cave. Huo Xinghua hung his soaked raincoat on a branch. "I'll go get some leaves to cover it so I can sleep well at night. What do you want to eat at night, fish or meat?"

"...I'll go pick some fruit. You can do whatever you want."

She fell into the river while trying to catch fish before, but now she doesn't eat fish or meat. Huo Xinghua looked at her back and couldn't figure out what this girl was thinking.

"It's late. Don't go too far."

"I know."

In the opposite direction from him, Shen He walked a few hundred meters to make sure he wouldn't find out. Only then did he ripen a large area of ​​mushrooms, ripen a chestnut, and knock down a large pile.

I saw a rectangular bluestone slab by the river. The slab was about the size of a washboard and had a smooth surface, which was just right for slab roasting.

When Huo Xinghua came back excitedly with the washed and peeled duck and duck eggs, he found that the girl had already lit the fire.

The bright red firelight reflected her fair and beautiful face, making people feel warm from the heart. After putting the ingredients on the leaves, he turned around and picked up a pile of dead branches.

Shen He's chestnuts and mushrooms exuded a burst of fragrance on the stone slab. The young man added some firewood to the fire below: "Can I eat two?" How can chestnuts be so big in this season? Huo Xinghua was just confused in his heart, but did not ask.

What's wrong with this? Shen He nodded, used branches as chopsticks to pick up the cooked mushrooms on the leaves and handed them to him.

"Without salt and oil, it may not taste good. The chestnuts will be cooked in a while."

Huo Xinghua grabbed a piece with his hand and put it into his mouth: "It's delicious! Very fresh. ... It will definitely taste better if fried with duck oil later."

Shen He did not comment, clipped the roasted mushrooms onto the leaves, and also pulled out the roasted chestnuts in the fire, and then made way for him to deal with his own ingredients.

The plump duck made a sizzling sound on the red-hot stone slab, and soon the stone slab was shiny with oil. Huo Xinghua saw that there were still a lot of washed mushrooms in her basket, so he reached out and grabbed two handfuls and put them aside. He cracked the duck eggs with duck oil and fried them on the stone slab.

The duck eggs were ready soon, and he clipped them on the leaves and handed them to the girl. Shen He shook his head: "I'm full."

"Duck eggs are very nutritious. How can you only eat chestnuts and mushrooms?"

Both the original body and she have a slender figure. Will he say: You are so thin, you need to eat more. You don't have anything good to eat at home every day. You finally got a duck, but you don't eat meat. If you don't eat eggs, you will lack nutrition...

Stop, Shen He was convinced by his own brain, took the fried egg and put it into his mouth slowly. Just after taking a bite, he found that the unsalted egg was so delicious. The deliciousness of the egg and the animal fat are perfectly integrated, and the mouth is full of freshness and fragrance, and the lips and teeth are salivating.

"It's delicious, right? Next time we go into the mountains, we'll bring salt and pepper powder. The barbecue and mushrooms will be delicious."

Shen He looked up at the sky in silence as if he was having a picnic in the mountains. The moon was hanging in the sky, the North Pole was dazzling, the starry sky was bright, and the faint Milky Way was faintly visible. Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the Magpie Bridge.

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