For Jiang Ran, making a fire was not difficult.
It took more than ten minutes to collect dry firewood, and soon a bright fire with flickering sparks was burning on the shore.
But fishing is not an easy thing for others.
Jiang Ran rarely planned to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, but even after adding wood to the fire three times, none of the others had returned, not even a shadow of them was in sight.
Jiang Ran sighed, and helplessly, she finally walked towards the beach.
However, when she arrived at the place and saw the situation everyone was in, she felt like she was about to have a high blood pressure attack.
"Fu Bo," Jiang Ran asked breathlessly, "What are you doing?"
Fu Bo turned around excitedly and said, "I'm fishing! I learned this method from the game. No one else knows how to do it!"
Jiang Ran: “…”
Jiang Ran didn't say anything, he just grabbed Fu Bo's fishing rod and pulled the line over.
Fu Bo immediately started jumping up and down: "What are you doing! I'm about to catch a fish! I can feel it moving!"
Jiang Ran expressionlessly placed the hook in his palm. "You haven't even put out any bait yet, so how can you be so confident you can catch a fish? Do you think you're Jiang Taigong?"
Fu Bo looked up in confusion: "Do you need to put fish food when fishing?"
Jiang Ran: “…”
Fu Bo argued confidently: "But I didn't have this step when I played the game!"
Jiang Ran: “…”
Trash games are very harmful.
Jiang Ran looked up at Fu Bo again, his face still full of confusion.
No... maybe it's not the game's fault, it's Fu Bo's own problem.
Turning around and looking at the others, each one of them was not much better than Fu Bo.
Jiang Ran took a deep breath and looked at Ren Xiayang who was weaving a fishing net, and Zeng Pei who was teaching him how to weave a fishing net.
"Although it's better to retreat and weave a net than to envy the fish by the river," Jiang Ran frowned, "but you don't start weaving a net before dinner, do you? You can at least start tomorrow!"
Without even looking up, Ren Xiayang diligently continued weaving according to Zeng Pei's instructions: "If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. As long as you weave the net well, you can catch as many fish as you want."
"Okay, go ahead."
Jiang Ran sneered: "But when dinner is ready later, there won't be any for you."
Ren Xiayang paused, put away the half-woven fishing net, and said seriously, "I think what you said makes sense. When doing things, we should focus on the present situation first."
Traditional fishing techniques can be roughly divided into several categories, such as hook, fork, cage, net, hand catching, and trap fishing.
The sea is vast, and the fishing range isn't as precise as in the river. Catching fish with bare hands wouldn't be easy. Fishing is slow, and making traps on site is time-consuming. Jiang Ran pondered for a long time, and finally decided to take Ren Xiayang to sharpen a few harpoons and prepare to go fishing.
When returning with a few harpoons, Fu Bo was still studying his fishing rod, carefully pinching the small hook in a trance.
Jiang Ran threw a harpoon at him in a bad mood and asked him to come over to help. Fu Bo scratched his head but did not refuse.
Look to the side again.
Bai Zhiyong was holding the little orchid and giving it a bath to maintain its health.
Xu Yang sat on the beach, holding a laptop and writing and drawing. From time to time, he looked up at the setting sun, looking like he was sketching.
Jiang Ran hesitated for a moment, but finally did not call them over.
It's just catching some fish for dinner, so it doesn't require so many people.
Jiang Ran took the lead, rolled up his trouser legs, and led the others into the shallow sea. "The most important technique for spearing fish is to pay attention to your own reflection. Don't let it reflect in the direction the fish are swimming. The spearhead should also be submerged below the water surface to avoid light refraction affecting your vision and judgment. It also prevents you from alerting the fish and spooking them with your movements."
Fu Bo nodded excitedly: "I know it!"
"Oh?" Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows and said with a hint of interest, "Then you try it."
Just do it.
Fu Bo raised his harpoon and placed it below the water's surface. After waiting for a long time, he finally saw a small school of fish swimming towards him. Excited, he suddenly swung the harpoon forward, creating a large splash.
I lifted the harpoon and looked, but there was no fish on the tip of the spear, not even a scale. I looked underwater and couldn't see any fish, they had already run away.
Fu Bo: “…”
"Well," Jiang Ran paused and said, "I think it's better for the three of us to keep a little distance from each other, so as not to startle each other's prey and affect the overall situation."
Fu Bo snorted in frustration, "That was my first experiment, and I didn't perform well. I'll show you what a spearfishing prodigy is!"
Later, Fu Bo still did not give Jiang Ran a chance to be slapped in the face.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Ran walked to the side with a basket full of fish, intending to see how the new apprentices' first hunt went.
Ren Xiayang's side was doing pretty well. Although he didn't catch as many fish as her, the three or two fish on the shore were all very big.
Jiang Ran nodded with satisfaction. As expected of a military man, he learned some skills quickly. He could almost be considered a master now.
Call Ren Xiayang and then go to see Fu Bo.
You wouldn't know until you see it, and you'd be shocked. Not only had Fu Bo not caught a single fish, but his harpoon was practically broken. The sharp, sharpened tip was covered in layers of shavings, and it looked like it was no longer usable.
Jiang Ran's expression was complicated: "How did you do it? Did you fight with the fish for a long time?"
Fu Bo finally felt a little embarrassed. He raised his head, glanced at Jiang Ran, and whispered, "I was afraid I wouldn't catch any fish, so I tried a little harder, but several times I ended up catching the fish on rocks and sand."
Jiang Ran thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Then you are quite strong."
Fu Bo: “…”
Although Fu Bo's efforts were in vain, with the results of Jiang Ran and Ren Xiayang, the prey could be considered sufficient, at least enough for six people to have dinner.
Looking at the sky again, most of the sun had already set below the horizon. Jiang Ran thought for a moment and decided to call up the team and take them back to grill fish for dinner.
Most of the prey they caught were cod, which is actually more suitable for stewing. However, stewing is too time-consuming, and it is too troublesome to find ingredients on the ice field. Jiang Ran thought about it and finally chose to grill it.
A few pieces of wood together made a simple grill. The cod was skewered on freshly sharpened wooden skewers and placed on the grill, making it very easy to turn over.
The grease used is ready-made sheep oil, which is smooth and has a light fragrance. When it is almost baked, sprinkle some spices on it, and the aroma of delicious food will immediately hit your nose.
Zeng Pei and Bai Zhiyong were originally not far away, and when they smelled the fragrance, they quickly moved over.
Zeng Pei gave Jiang Ran a thumbs up: "As expected of our Ran Ran, your cooking is really first-class!"
Bai Zhiyong was also very sensible at this time and nodded in agreement: "Not bad, not bad!"
Jiang Ran handed the grilled fish to them with a smile, but he always felt that something was missing, so he looked around again.
It’s strange, why hasn’t Xu Yang come yet?
After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of anyone.
Jiang Ran handed the freshly shaved wooden skewers to Ren Xiayang: "You guys continue grilling, I'll go find Xu Yang."
Ren Xiayang held the grilled fish in one hand and just took a bite, then took the food she handed him with the other hand, nodded and mumbled "hmm".
Jiang Ran recalled the place where he had seen Xu Yang before and walked towards that place according to his memory.
It should be here, why haven’t I seen anyone yet?
The visibility was poor at night, and Jiang Ran was afraid of missing some places, so he slowed down his pace and looked for them step by step.
Only when I got closer did I realize that Xu Yang was lying on the ground. His body was pressed against the ice, so he was not very noticeable at first.
Xu Yang closed his eyes, his face was calm, his hands folded on his waist, and he looked like he was in a deep sleep.
Jiang Ran squatted beside Xu Yang and shook his shoulders gently: "Mr. Xu, wake up, it's time to eat."
Xu Yang didn't react at first. After shaking for a long time, his eyelids moved slightly and his eyebrows frowned slightly.
Xu Yang's eyes were still closed, but he was obviously aware of the movements outside and started talking in his sleep.
"Well...I don't want to go to work, don't call me..."
"I want to sleep... and fish..."
Jiang Ran: “…”
Jiang Ran: “!!!”
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【Small Theater】
Xu Yang: You didn’t hear anything! It’s just a dream, don’t take it seriously!
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