Using the same method as last time, I set up a stainless steel pot, started a fire, poured water and some dry ingredients into the pot, and seasoned wild vegetables and roots. Finally, I added some aged fruit wine. Instantly, the soup gave off a strong aroma. After processing the shrimps and crabs, I poured them into the soup to boil. For the fish, I used the knife found on the weapon rack in the basement, washed it with snow water, and then roasted it over a fire for high-temperature disinfection and sterilization. After that, I used it to process the fish scales and meat.

After processing the fish meat, I pierced it with a wooden pole and roasted it over the fire, sprinkled it with dry ingredients. Immediately, a secret roasted aroma filled my nose, making me salivate with hunger. For a moment, I even forgot that I was still a patient, and all I could see were these delicious dishes.

You can't drink on an empty stomach, and getting drunk alone will ruin your mood. Wine tastes good only when you drink it together. So even though I was drooling from greed, I still held back and waited for the food to be ready so that I could enjoy it with the girls. This time, I was actually spending most of my time monitoring the seasoning, so Yunwen could finish it alone.

Bailu changed the dressing on my wound and applied medicinal herbs, while also reminding me to drink less. After all, irritants can hinder wound healing, so people with injuries usually avoid spicy food and alcohol.

During this period, everyone chatted a lot, mostly to kill time. When the food was ready, everyone sat around the table and moved away all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it, planning to have a meal together. But after moving all these away, I happened to see an extra line of brush calligraphy on the last letter. I carefully identified it and felt familiar.

It didn't take long before I remembered that in the Mei room of the post station, Yunwen would often write some words with charcoal. Her handwriting was elegant and beautiful, just like her. But the words under the last letter were written with a brush, which were very similar to the handwriting of Yunwen I saw in the post station, but more beautiful, and the brush strokes were much more refined. I guess she ground them and wrote them.

It only said: "Senior, you may rest assured. We have eliminated the disaster, and there will be no more Blood Eye Clan disturbing the world - written by Zhang Yunwen, the descendant of Milong.

I guess she wrote it down on purpose before waiting for Bai Lu and I to wake up. It was also to give this old senior some peace of mind. I know about this.

I have to say, she is really thoughtful.

There were three grilled fishes on the table and a big pot with shrimps and crabs stewed in it. When the shrimps and crabs were taken out of the pot, there was still some soup to drink. There were also many cooked wild vegetables and mushrooms in it, which could be eaten with makeshift wooden chopsticks. There was also a metal cup in the package, which was our only better utensil. We used it to hold aged wine for wine tasting, which was quite refreshing.

Three grilled fishes with secret ingredients, two crabs boiled in wine, four shrimps braised in secret wine, plus five hundred years of aged wine, this meal can be regarded as a rare banquet for us on the deserted island. It is fully qualified to be called a celebratory banquet.

So, everyone took a bite of fish and a sip of wine, peeled and stewed shrimps and crabs, and also the wild vegetables and mushrooms stewed under the aroma of wine, which were very chewy. All these flavors came into the mouth and satisfied the taste buds to the extreme. In addition, the wine can add flavor, and then take a sip, the bitter and sweet taste, the aroma of wine fills the nose, making these already delicious foods even fuller. I think this is how the so-called side dishes come from.

The side dishes and wine complement each other's flavor, it's a match made in heaven.

However, apart from fish, other dishes were basically related to wine. The more we drank, the more addictive we became. Everyone took a sip, and before we knew it, a whole glass was finished. I was still okay, but Yunwen and Bailu both had red faces and looked at me with dazed eyes. Bailu even lay on the table, smacking her lips, unable to move.

belch...

I burped. I was very full after this meal, but after all, I got both girls drunk, so I had to clean up the mess. I was satisfied with the meal, but after eating and drinking, I had to clean up the mess as a wounded person. It was a bit uncomfortable.

But there was no other way. I had to make do with it. So, while I was a little confused, I moved them both away, moved the desk away, piled up all the fish bones, crab shells, and shrimp skins in one place, tore off some paper pages from the bookshelf, and wrapped them up temporarily. I could throw them out tomorrow so that the living environment would not be affected too much.

Then put the pot on the ground to prevent it from tipping over as there was still food inside. After taking care of this, he would deal with the more troublesome thing next, which was to help the two girls go to bed.

After I spread the animal skin on the floor, I carried Bailu over first. After all, she slept more soundly. I helped her take off her glasses. Her face was red, and she kept moving around, mumbling "Yingchun Yingchun". I sighed and covered her with the animal skin I was using. Then I went to help Yunwen. She didn't fall asleep completely, but just leaned against the wall, rubbing her hair, and occasionally covering her mouth, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Do you want to vomit? I'll take you to vomit." I said.

She looked at me with a dazed look in her eyes and a pouty mouth. Her red face looked particularly pretty. Suddenly, she put her hands on my shoulders, then she stood on tiptoe, rubbed her head against my face, and muttered, "You're so tall! Are all of you special forces soldiers this tall? The soldiers really have first-rate bodies and are so handsome, a thousand times more handsome than my fiancé. You're also so capable, he can never compare to you in several lifetimes, hahahaha... a few lifetimes is too few, it should be hundreds of lifetimes!"

He's drunk and talking nonsense, but I feel secretly happy listening to him.

"Go and vomit first, then we'll continue chatting," I said.

"Oh." She said, smacking her lips.

Then I helped her up to the ground and went to the backyard, patting her back. She was vomiting violently, but the vomit was soon covered by the wind and snow. Seeing that she had almost finished vomiting, I helped her back to the house. Just as we were about to go down to the basement, she suddenly exerted force, and we both fell to the ground. She lay on me and burped again, smelling strongly of alcohol.

"It's cold up here, let's go downstairs first." I could only fool him for now.

She held me tightly with her hands, lingering on me, and said in an excited and weird voice, "No! I don't want to go down, I want to be alone with you, I like you so much, why didn't I meet you earlier, it would be so great if I was the one I wanted to marry, if it was you who knelt down in the hotel and proposed to me in front of all my relatives and friends... instead of that person I don't like who did these things, then I wouldn't have to feel like I was betraying someone every time I get close to you."

I stroked her hair and said, "Are you confessing your feelings?"

She raised her head, looked at me seriously and affectionately, and said, "Do I need to say it? Can't you see it? Besides, you haven't told me the truth yet. How do you feel about me? Do you like your fox fairy sister more, or do you like me more... You never said it."

After she finished speaking, she became a little emotional and even had tears in her eyes.

"Silly boy, can't you see how I feel about you?" I asked.

"I can't tell, I can't tell! You never expressed it actively, how would I know?" Yunwen pouted, her pretty eyebrows slightly frowned on her blushing face.

Never expressed?

So, I took advantage of the situation to hug her, kiss her lips, and kissed her passionately. She was intoxicated and kept lingering with me. Her warm lips were sweet and slightly smelled of wine. I was still drunk, so the kiss felt real and illusory, full of ambiguity.

The alcohol was taking effect, and we were both a little hazy, and before I knew it, I noticed that she was slightly unbuttoning her clothes. I almost couldn't stop the car and it almost caused a disaster.

She said that she would feel betrayed if she got close to me. If something really happened between us tonight, I think she would feel even more guilty. If I really want to care about her, I should wait until she sees through everything and is no longer bothered by it before I consider it. Otherwise, I will take advantage of the situation, but what about her psychological burden in the future?

So I sobered up a little, and hurriedly held her hand, panting and saying, "You are drunk, I will take you to bed."

She smacked her lips and replied in a playful tone: "Oh."

I stood up and hugged her like a princess, and went to the basement. She put her arms around my neck and said, "Why did you kiss me just now? Are you confessing your love to me?"

I smiled at her.