Everyone was in high spirits, so how could they listen to her advice? They were rubbing their hands and were about to try their luck again, but Jiang Xue stopped them: "Just listen to me, you won't go wrong."
Everyone was puzzled. Jiang Xue smiled gently and said, "We've never caught fish in the river before, but it takes time for fish to grow this big. We can't kill all the fish just to satisfy our momentary appetite."
As she spoke, she took a three-finger-wide fish off the fishing net and threw it into the river.
The mesh of the fishing net is a bit big, so even the smallest fish cannot be caught. A fish like this one, which is only three fingers wide, is indeed small among all the fish.
Upon seeing this, the tribesmen gave up their thoughts in disappointment.
Jiang Xue collected the net and returned to the tribe surrounded by everyone.
It was almost noon when they went fishing. At noon, Jiang Xue could not hold back any longer and killed a fish with a stone. She removed the gills and offal, smeared salt on it and marinated it for a while. Then she took out a large clay pot, filled half of it with water from the river, and started to stew fish soup.
This time, she caught as many as seventy or eighty big fish. When the tribesmen saw her stewing soup, they couldn't sit still and started to prepare the fish and roast them over the fire. After all, they were used to eating food roasted over the fire. Whenever they saw something delicious, they would roast it over the fire out of habit. This habit could not be changed in a short time, and Jiang Xue did not force them.
They seldom ate at noon, and if they did, they would just pick some wild fruits and take a bite. This was the first time they had ever eaten grilled fish.
The fish soup was stewed until it was milky white. The aroma of fish hit her before she even ate it. She found a bowl, poured some fish soup and sipped it.
Xiaohua watched her savor each mouthful, her saliva dripping from her mouth. After a long while, she finally made up her mind to ask for some, "Sister Axue, can I have some too?"
Jiang Xue took a bowl and poured some wine into it. Just as she was about to hand it to her, she saw Xiaohua pick up the wine she had just drunk and took a big gulp.
The fish soup had just come out of the pot and was very hot. Xiaohua didn't pay attention and vomited it out.
Jiang Xue laughed heartlessly: "Look at how impatient you are, drinking it right out of the pot."
Xiaohua twisted her face, looking aggrieved: "It's too hot, I don't want to drink it."
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