Xia Lunong remembered that Liao Cheng's beast form was a big yellow dog, and his expectations were inexplicably reduced.

After people turned into beasts, the beast forms were not all cool beast forms. It was also possible that he would turn into a Chinese pastoral dog like his brother Liao Cheng.

Xia Lunong quietly touched his heart and thought, let's not do it. His brother is a handsome white wolf. He would be so depressed if he turned into a pastoral dog, even if he turned into a Samoyed.

Liao Cheng kept talking to him about hunting, "Speaking of this, when I first transformed, I also wanted to go out hunting every day. Later, I found that I couldn't do it, so I had to give up. Most people in the base don't have the ability to hunt after they transform. Even if they go out, they only focus on collecting."

Xia Lunong was absent-minded and didn't listen to half of the words. She asked casually

, "Aren't there hunting dogs?" Liao Cheng sighed, "People are fighting masters, how can dogs be the same?"

Xia Lunong touched his head a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Brother Liao Cheng."

"It's okay, everyone got here this way. It's okay even if you can't hunt. Like you today, didn't you collect the most supplies?"

Liao Cheng really didn't think highly of Xia Lunong's transformation.

He was too weak, and he had not experienced the most difficult time at the beginning of the catastrophe. Without the will to support him, even if he transformed, he probably could not transform into a beast, let alone make a living by hunting.

Xia Lunong didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled, "You found a lot of supplies first and left them for me on purpose."

He was not stupid, of course he could see that his brothers were deliberately letting us go.

Liao Cheng said: "Even if we found it first, it means that you found it at the same time, and you were able to discover our little moves. We can all transform into beasts, and our hearing and vision have improved a lot. You can't transform for the time being, but you can still fight with us. Doesn't it mean that you are particularly qualified?"

Xia Lunong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Liao Cheng looked around, "Hey, there's half a plastic bucket there, let's take that bucket to get some water."

Xia Lunong looked for a long time before she saw the half blue plastic bucket covered in weeds.

They went over and took it in their hands, stretched out their hands and pressed it, the plastic was still flexible, and there were no signs of aging or brittleness.

It has been less than two years since the disaster, and many supplies are still in good condition.

Xia Lunong was carrying the plastic bucket.

The two of them were talking when they reached the well.

This well must have a history. The well wall was built with stones, and the cracks in the stones were full of weeds. You could only see the dark wellhead, but not the situation at the bottom of the well. You

had to clear the weeds before you could get water.

Liao Cheng sniffed hard and said to Xia Lunong, "There is no strange smell, there should be no snakes or beasts. You should step back a little and be careful of insects."

Xia Lunong nodded quickly and took two steps back.

Liao Cheng held the handle of the knife, bent down and chopped into the well. He chopped off the weeds near the well mouth in a few strokes, grabbed them with his hands and threw them on the ground.

Xia Lunong was sharp-eyed and soon saw the big black ants crawling at the well mouth. She quickly reminded, "Be careful, there are ants!"

"It's okay." Liao Cheng took a look, and swept the weeds in his hand casually without changing his expression, and then bent down to chop the grass.

There were places that he couldn't cut, so he cut a branch nearby, tied the branch to the handle with a rope, and made a temporary long handle for the hatchet, and then chopped down.

Soon, he cleared a large area of ​​plants under the well, at least he could hang the bucket down.

Xia Lunong looked down at the small well mouth reflecting the blue sky, and suddenly said: "Brother Liao Cheng, do you see anything in the well? It seems to be - fish? I smell fishy."

Liao Cheng lowered his head and sniffed hard, and also faintly smelled a fishy smell.

Fish are underwater, and the smell is very light.

He quickly figured it out. "These are probably fish that the villagers specially raised in the well. In the past, people were afraid that someone would poison the well water, so they would usually raise one or two carps in the well." "

It seems that there are more than one or two down there." Xia Lunong was suspicious. "I saw a dark back down there."

"Come on, I'll throw the bucket down, and you'll know when I scoop up a bucket of water."

Xia Lunong quickly gave up her position.

Liao Cheng threw the bucket tied with a rope into the well, swayed it left and right, and soon scooped up a bucket of water.

When the water was one or two meters away from the well mouth, Xia Lunong had already seen what was in the bucket, "There are fish, there are really fish!"

Liao Cheng also saw it, "Wow, good guys, four fish."

These four fish were not big, the small one was only three fingers wide, and the big one should be just over a pound. They might have grown up in the well and didn't encounter many natural enemies. These fish were easily scooped up.

Liao Cheng bent down to check, "These fish are all okay, they are not too distorted, they can be eaten."

Xia Lunong looked down and saw that most of the fish only had a few more fins. Fish have many fins to begin with, and they couldn't tell which ones were supposed to be there and which ones grew because of the mutation.

The fish that had mutated the most had a pair of eyes just below its original eyes. It looked a bit creepy, but it was much better than having an extra head.

After checking them one by one, Liao Cheng said happily, "They're all edible. Xiao Nong, you watch the fish while I scoop up a few more."

Xia Lunong nodded, reached out to cut a piece of vine nearby, passed it through the gills of the four fish, and strung them together.

Liao Cheng hummed a song, tied up the bucket, and went to fetch water again.

This time his luck was not so good, and he only scooped up one fish.

He took the fish down and continued to scoop.

Xia Lunong squatted beside him waiting for him.

Liao Cheng didn't know how long he had been busy, until Xia Huoqu's voice came from afar, then he raised his head and responded with a loud voice, "We are here--"

Xia Lunong also heard it, and shouted at the top of her voice: "We are catching fish--"

Xia Huoqu followed the sound and smell and came over. He saw seven or eight fish strung on the ground and was surprised, "So many fish?"

"Yes, they are all fish from the well, but unfortunately they are carp, so there are more bones and the meat is a bit rough." Liao Cheng said, but his face was full of joy.

Xia Huoqu said: "This is already good. Xi Nian and I each caught two chickens with only one mutation. We can go back for lunch."

Liao Cheng stopped toiling.

The three of them used hatchets to gut and scale the seven fish they caught, marinated them with salt and five spices, and wrapped them in leaves.

Liao Cheng fetched an extra bucket of water.

This water was only used to wash the pots and vegetables. The drinking water was carried in their backpacks.

The three returned to the temporary base. Yan Xinian had already processed the four chickens. The heads, buttocks, feet, skin, internal organs and other miscellaneous offal were all discarded. Only four naked chickens were needed.

Xia Lunong took a look and found that most of the four chickens had legs or wings, and none of them were completely normal.

According to his brother, as long as there was no more than one mutation, it was safe to eat. He looked at them and didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a little greedy.

Yan Xinian looked at the fish they brought back and smiled, "I wanted to eat two chickens, but it seems one is enough."

Xia Huoqu said, "Wrap the remaining three in leaves and take them back. You two can take one each, and we brothers can share one."

Yan Xinian and Liao Chengdu had no objection and did not refuse deliberately.

Everyone worked together and quickly chopped the chicken and cut the garlic sprouts and other side dishes.

The garlic sprouts were also found in the village. They were a little old, but they had a strong garlic flavor.

Liao Cheng started a fire, and Xia Huoqu took the wooden sticks that had just been cleaned and prepared to cook.

Xia Lunong hurriedly said, "Brother, let me do it."

Liao Cheng looked up at him in surprise, "You can still cook?"

Xia Lunong smiled and nodded.

His mother passed away very young, leaving only the three of them, father and son.

His father was an intellectual and did not know how to cook. The dishes he made looked like pig food.

The brothers learned to cook very early, and each of them had his own cooking style, and the food tasted good.

Xia Huoqu handed him the stick that served as a spatula, and sat down with Yan Xinian to rest.

Xia Lunong put the chicken fat that had just been specially peeled into the pot with familiarity.

The firewood they collected was very dry, and the fire was very strong. As soon as the chicken fat was put into the pot, it was immediately refined into fat, and the fragrance mixed with the oil smoke floated out.

Liao Cheng sniffed, his stomach rumbled, and he was so greedy that his mouth was about to drool.

He asked, "Do you want to lower the heat?"

"No need." Xia Lunong quickly stir-fried the fish without looking up. After the yellowish chicken fat quickly turned into oil, he picked up the fish from the leaves beside him and put them into the pot one by one, frying them quickly over high heat.

The chicken fat crackled in the pot.

The fish took shape after a while, and waves of fish-specific fragrance wafted out.

Liao Cheng swallowed his saliva even more happily, his eyes kept staring at the fish, and his eyeballs almost fell into the pot.

Seeing him like this, Xia Lunong asked, "Brother Liao Cheng, what flavor of fish do you want to eat?"

Liao Cheng immediately asked back, "What flavors of fish do you have?"

Xia Lunong pondered the ingredients on hand, "You can make a sweet and sour version of the long cut, braised and pan-fried..."

"Sweet and sour, sweet and sour, sweet and sour!" Liao Cheng shouted in one breath, and then asked Xia Huoqu and Yan Xinian, "What about you?"

Yan Xinian and Xia Huoqu both laughed.

Yan Xinian smiled and tilted his head to wait for Xia Huoqu's answer.

Xia Huoqu glanced at him, "Just sweet and sour? I haven't had sweet and sour fish for a long time."

A few single men usually don't cook, and they rarely order stir-fried dishes in the cafeteria.

Xia Huoqu and Liao Cheng were reluctant to leave, but Yan Xinian was too busy to care about his appetite.

The cafeteria occasionally has fish during festivals, but in order to save trouble, they usually stew fish chunks. The taste is just like fish.

Liao Cheng stared at them to make a decision, and said happily: "If they have no objection, let's make sweet and sour fish."

"Okay." Xia Lunong scooped out the fried fish meat with leaves.

They didn't bring plates when they went out today, but now there are huge plants everywhere outside. They can just find a few non-toxic plants, pick off the big leaves, and put them on the ground to use as plates.

The fish was fried golden on both sides, the meat was like garlic cloves, and the tail was so crispy that it broke with a slight bend.

A strong smell of fish wafted out.

Xia Lunong swallowed and turned her eyes back to the pot.

He first poured out most of the chicken oil, sautéed sugar and vinegar with the base oil, poured a little water to boil the sweet and sour sauce, and after boiling it until it was fragrant and thick, he poured the sauce out and poured it on the fish.

The hot soup was still bubbling when it was poured on the fish, and the fish aroma and sweet and sour taste came out together, even though it was as calm as Xia Huoqu, and my throat moved.

Liao Cheng asked eagerly, "Can we start eating?"

"Eat it while it's hot!" Xia Lunong smiled, cleaned the pot quickly, poured in the chicken oil that had been scooped out earlier, and added chili and garlic stems, "I'll fry the chicken first."

Liao Cheng helped him, "No, how can you serve it without waiting for the chef?"

Yan Xinian said, "Just fry the chicken until it's cooked, stir-fry it quickly over high heat, it will be more chewy."

Xia Lunong looked up and smiled, "Okay."

The chicken was stir-fried quickly over high heat, and then drizzled with rice wine and soy sauce. The slightly yellow soup with oil was rolling inside, and the aroma of dried chili and chicken burst out together, making people's stomachs twitch. The chicken

was marinated first, and it was fried very tender, and it didn't feel woody.

Xia Lunong picked up a pair of branches that had just been prepared as chopsticks, picked up a small piece of meat from the pot, and passed it to his brother, "Brother, try it and see if it's salty."

Xia Huoqu lowered his head and took a bite. The chicken separated with one bite. The meat was tender and juicy, and the taste was just right, slightly spicy.

Xia Lunong looked at his brother expectantly, "Brother, how is it?"

Liao Cheng and the other two also looked over.

Xia Huoqu raised his thumb, "It's cooked, and the taste is just right."

Xia Lunong smiled, reached out and grabbed a handful of green garlic sprouts, threw them into the pot, quickly stir-fried them twice, and took them out of the pot.

Let's eat.

The four of them sat on the ground, holding wooden chopsticks, picking up the dishes to eat.

Liao Cheng had wanted to eat sweet and sour fish for a long time, and the first chopstick he picked up was sweet and sour fish.

As soon as he put the golden fried crispy fish wrapped in the sweet and sour sauce in his mouth, he blew air while fully enjoying the delicious taste of the fish with his tongue. Even before the disaster, he had not eaten such delicious sweet and sour fish many times.

Especially the thick sauce with sweet and sour taste, it is really difficult for ordinary people to make it so good.

The fish was also delicious. It was marinated first and had a light salty taste. When it was fried over high heat, the fishy smell turned into a fragrant aroma, so fragrant that he almost swallowed his tongue.

Liao Cheng squinted his eyes. The bones in the fish were fried until crispy. He had good teeth, so he didn't need to spit out the bones. He chewed and chewed and ate it in one bite.

After the first bite, Liao Cheng couldn't help but give Xia Lunong a thumbs up, "This is your cooking skill."

Xia Lunong smiled, "Thanks to you, Brother Liao Cheng, for your good cooking."

The dishes made in an authentic wood-fired iron pot are cooked in a few strokes with strong fire and thin pot. The freshness is locked in it, and it is hard not to taste good.