Under Zeng Pei's leadership, everyone successfully completed the half-woven fishing nets and fish baskets.

With the right tools, fishing went much more smoothly. Before noon, everyone had already caught piles of various seafood.

Iceland boasts a rich variety of fish, with over 400 species of commercial fish already cultivated through a mature supply chain. Consequently, the variety of fish and shrimp Jiang Ran and his companions caught was also enormous, with a dazzling array of species, large and small.

Facing the fish scattered all over the ground, Jiang Ran felt very complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, she rubbed her forehead helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Looks like I'll be busy at noon."

Ren Xiayang waved his fist excitedly: "Come on! Come on!"

"Don't just talk about it, but do something real."

Ren Xiayang laughed and said, "With my clumsy hands and feet, if I really add oil, who knows how much vegetables and oil will be in the pot!"

"You're quite self-aware," Jiang Ran said, still pulling the man over by the arm. "If you can't fill up the gas, you should sit over here. Help me, okay? I'll call you if anything happens."

Ren Xiayang did not refuse. After all, watching the food being formed with his own eyes was a kind of enjoyment for him.

Of course, since it’s a rare opportunity to prepare a big meal, the others were not idle either.

Besides Ren Xiayang, Fu Bo and Bai Zhiyong helped light the fire for the hot pot. Zeng Pei, being attentive, came to help prepare the ingredients. As for Xu Yang...

That situation is rather special.

This matter made Jiang Ran ponder for a long time.

On the one hand, we have to consider the noble and cool image of the financial sponsor and not let him get involved in too much oil, dirt and dust; on the other hand, we have to consider his...certain special needs.

By this time, Jiang Ran had figured it out. Why would a well-established company founder and CEO have to come all the way to this remote, desolate place? Wasn't he just looking for a relaxing break? Of course, he couldn't be assigned any overly tedious or burdensome work.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Ran came up with a good idea.

She said to Xu Yang seriously, "Mr. Xu, you will be responsible for the plating."

Xu Yang: “?”

"Platting is about arranging the finished dish on the plate in the right way, considering both color coordination and line composition. This is the finishing touch, and I can only trust you to do it."

Xu Yang: “…”

Xu Yang's eyes couldn't help but change a little.

This person has been treating him specially time and again, sometimes not letting others see him, sometimes secretly looking at him when others aren't paying attention. Now she assigns him an exceptionally easy task and even insists on saying it's like entrusting him with an important responsibility. What does she mean?

Could it be... that he's trying to please his boss in a strange way? It doesn't seem like that...

Jiang Ran didn't notice Xu Yang's abnormality. After she arranged everyone's work, she started working.

I was busy from the time the sun set in the east to the time it set, a total of almost two hours, and lunch was just about ready.

Although I was extremely tired, the joy I felt in my heart was still incomparable when I smelled the fragrant aroma and looked at the brightly colored dishes.

After all, in Iceland, where the per capita fish consumption ranks first in the world, fish is still the most abundant dish.

In addition to the grilled capelin, stewed cod, and smoked trout that have become familiar to me in the past two days, there are also several plates of salmon slices, mixed with freshly picked side dishes and condiments brought in the bag, red and green, and you can imagine the tender and refreshing taste just by looking at it.

Among all the dishes, the most mouth-watering one should be the crayfish in the middle.

It is not simply placed on the fire to be roasted, but is separated by a baking tray and slowly smoked with moderate heat. The crayfish are also placed in a staggered manner, with no overlapping parts between them, to avoid uneven heating of the crayfish.

The finished product, the crayfish, was spread out on a baking sheet, garnished with butter, spices, and lemon. Ren Xiayang, taking advantage of the moment no one was paying attention, grabbed one to try as soon as the dish was served. He found it refreshingly chewy, the tender lobster meat vibrating repeatedly on his tongue, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Of course, it didn't take long for Ren Xiayang to pay the price for this arrest.

When others started eating, he was held in his seat and had to wait until everyone else had finished eating and get permission from all five of them before he could start eating.

Ren Xiayang himself was in the wrong, so he could only sit in his seat and watch, praying that everyone would eat quickly.

However, others were clearly not so kind.

Seeing his greedy look, Fu Bo quickly became excited. He picked up the bowl of fish soup and slurped down half of it, even exclaiming loudly, "This fish soup is so delicious! It feels like the delicious flavor of the fish has melted into the soup. My whole mouth is filled with fragrance after drinking it!"

"It's also possible that the water here is better," Jiang Ran said after thinking for a moment, "There's an interesting story about Iceland's water quality from the Earth Era."

"What's the funny story?"

"At that time, Icelanders believed that their country's water was the best in the world, but tourists didn't believe it. Icelandic tour guides would take them to a river next to the national park and let them stand on the bridge and look down."

“Can you prove the water quality is good just by looking at it?”

"Of course not. They'll have tourists throw coins in, and then they'll find that through the flowing water, they can even see the patterns on the coins on the bottom of the water. Only then will the drivers and tour guides proudly tell them that the river is over 30 meters deep."

This was not the first time Jiang Ran had told this story, so he had some expectations for the audience's reaction.

Every time I reach the end of my speech, it always draws exclamations of admiration, but today... it seems to have suffered a Waterloo.

Zeng Pei was very excited: "So amazing? Then can I load this water onto the spaceship? I'll try using it as coolant when I get back!"

Fu Bo even curled his lips: "The people in this country are really amazing. They can even come up with such a way to make extra money."

Jiang Ran: “…”

It was totally unexpected.

Ren Xiayang was not allowed to start eating yet. He stared at the dishes in the middle which were getting fewer and fewer, and was almost impatient.

Fu Bo was very hateful. He just slurped the soup even louder, which made Ren Xiayang want to kill him.

Before Ren Xiayang could eat, the little reindeer came running over, calling out "Yo Yo".

It first rubbed against Fu Bo, then immediately opened its big blue eyes and stretched its neck to look at the dish in the middle.

Although Fu Bo's fear of deer has improved a little, there are still some shadows left. However, he is a man with a bad taste. At this time, in order to tempt Ren Xia Yang, he would rather endure the subtle fear in his heart and deliberately serve food to the deer.

As he personally put the delicious fish meat into the deer's mouth, he said provocatively, "Such delicious food, what a pity, some people can't even taste it~"

Ren Xiayang: "..." (▼皿▼#)

Ren Xiayang watched this scene with his own eyes.

Even the fawn had tasted the delicious fish, but he could only...

Wait, something seems wrong?

"Um..." Ren Xiayang asked hesitantly, "Aren't reindeer said to be vegetarian? Is fish also considered vegetarian?"

Fu Bo's hand, which was halfway through feeding the animal, suddenly froze in mid-air: "Eat, it eats meat?"

Fu Bo's face turned from red to blue almost instantly. The deer seemed to see it and thought it was very funny, so it licked his face in a friendly manner.

Fu Bo: “!!!”

He held his breath and dared not breathe, and his face turned purple again in a few seconds.

"Hey, don't be so anxious!" Jiang Ran immediately stepped forward, gently patting Fu Bo's back to help him calm down. "Reindeer really are vegetarians. They are vegetarians. They really don't eat people."

As soon as he finished speaking, the deer tilted its head and spit the fish in its mouth onto Fu Bo.

Fu Bo: “!!!”

He took a deep breath: "It, it's threatening me!"

"No, no," Jiang Ran continued to calm him down, "Look, it doesn't eat meat. It chewed it and found it wasn't edible, so it spit it out."

However, at this point, Fu Bo obviously could no longer listen to these words. He stood up trembling and wanted to run into the house.

But strangely, the little reindeer that had been pestering Fu Bo all day long did not follow him at this time. Instead, it lowered its head, put its nose close to the edge of the bag that Fu Bo had dropped, and stretched its head out to try to get in.

"What's wrong with it?"

"I don't know."

"Is there something good hidden in Fu Bo's backpack?"

"It's possible."

"Don't guess, just open it and you'll know."

“…”

Fu Bo had already run several steps, but when he heard their conversation, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately ran back with fear in his heart.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Ren Xiayang had just suffered a lot from him, and now, with a desire for revenge, he picked up his backpack and shook it out, and the things inside fell to the ground in groups of three or two.

Fu Bo: “!!!”

Jiang Ran was sharp-eyed. Before Fu Bo could pounce on him to grab it, he accurately picked out a box of games from the messy pile of things.

She was speechless and confused, her heart full of puzzlement: "Can you explain why you brought a box of games to Earth?"

Fu Bo stared at the game box in her hand without moving his eyes: "Maybe, I took the wrong one..."

Jiang Ran: "The last time I saw this game was on top of your bookcase. It was right on top of those two hundred boxes of games."

Fu Bo: “Hmm…”

Jiang Ran: "If I remember correctly, it is also one of your wills?"

Fu Bo: "This..."

Jiang Ran: "Tell me now, you just accidentally took the wrong one?"

Fu Bo: “…”

Fu Bo was completely stumped by the question, and all the lies he could make up were blocked in advance.

His thoughts raced, and for a long time he couldn't come up with a satisfactory explanation.

Jiang Ran: "Have you finished editing it?"

Fu Bo: "I...ah! Look!"

Everyone subconsciously followed his gaze and saw the deer burying its head in the ground, happily licking the contents that leaked out of Fu Bo's bag.

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【Small Theater】

Fu Bo: Of course the relics should be carried with you. Is there any problem with that?

Jiang Ran: ...

Little Deer: Yo~