The forest was covered with snow, so there was no need to go anywhere else to get water.
Find a flat, undisturbed piece of snow, clear away the floating snow on the surface, and shovel the snow underneath into the pot. With the help of firewood, the snow quickly melts into water.
Someone kept adding snow to the pot, boiling it into water for everyone to use.
The fish was cleaned and put into the pot first, and the water in another pot was also boiled, which was just enough to be used to plucking the chicken feathers.
As hunters, collecting prey is the most basic way of making a living, so everyone does it very skillfully.
By the time the firewood collectors came back one after another, the fish soup in the pot was already emitting a fragrant aroma, and the pheasants and rabbits were all prepared and skewered on tree branches.
Because Boss Ye had long thought about hunting for his own food, he brought a full range of seasonings with him and was now doing the final seasoning.
"Hurry up and make a fire!" Someone shouted.
Soon, three fires started up almost at the same time.
"That's enough." Boss Ye handed the dressed pheasant and rabbit to them and warned, "Put them higher up the grill, turn them over frequently, and be careful not to burn them."
The old hunter took the pheasant from him and said subconsciously, "Don't worry, we may not be as good at hunting as you, but we can still grill meat."
After hearing this, several hunters suddenly fell silent.
Boss Ye held up the remaining pheasants and rabbits, but no one reached out to take them.
At this extremely embarrassing moment, another young hunter suddenly stood up, took a pheasant from Boss Ye, and roasted it on the fire in front of him.
While grilling, he said, "What's wrong? Is it so difficult to admit that others are more capable than you?
"If you're not convinced, go hunt your own prey and eat it instead of eating what Master Ye hunts."
After hearing what he said, the other hunters felt even more embarrassed.
The old hunter shook his head and said, "There are always people who are better than you. We are the ones who were picked out by others. What right do we have to look down on this or that?
"It's not shameful to admit that others are better than you, but it's shameful to deny it!"
The old hunter was originally speaking for Boss Ye, but unexpectedly, after hearing this, he said, "Master, I don't think what you said is right."
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