Chapter 242 A Triumphant Return
With An Lan's "permission," Lu Fan was full of energy, his eyes scanning the mud like searchlights.
As soon as he spotted a suspicious mud hole, he would pounce on it like a hungry tiger.
His hands quickly plunged into the mud, the movement so fast it created a gust of wind.
Sometimes, eels are particularly cunning, and they will quickly flee as soon as they are touched.
Lu Fan chased after him relentlessly, splashing mud and water everywhere as he stirred the mud with his hands.
Meanwhile, An Lan was also having a great time catching leeches.
She searched carefully along the edge of the swamp, each leech she found like a treasure.
More and more leeches were getting into her container.
They were packed together so tightly that it was unsettling to look at, but An Lan had a smile on her face as if they were the most precious treasures.
Before we knew it, the sun was gradually setting in the west, and a magnificent sunset appeared on the horizon, bathing the whole world in a warm orange-red hue.
Lu Fan had already caught seven or eight eels, each about two fingers thick, and they were all plump and lively in the bamboo basket he had woven from bamboo strips.
An Lan also had a great harvest, catching enough leeches to fill a container, which was very satisfying to look at.
"That's about enough, it'll be completely dark by the time we get back." Lu Fan called out to An Lan while wiping the mud off his face.
An Lan straightened up, looked at the leeches in the container, then at Lu Fan's muddy and disheveled appearance, and said with a smile, "Alright, let's call it a day. What a great harvest today!"
[Wilderness Survival Announcement]
Chinese contestant Lu Fan triggers a 10,000-fold return.
[Eel 8* Ten Million]
Chinese athlete An Lan triggers a 10,000-fold return.
[Leech 32 * Ten Million]
The two then went ashore to clean off the mud.
Lu Fan first grabbed a handful of dry grass, then squatted down to wipe the sticky mud off his feet.
The mud was sticky and cold on my feet, and the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
After wiping his own feet, he turned around and helped An Lan clean them. An Lan held onto Lu Fan's shoulder and lifted her feet so that Lu Fan could wipe them clean.
However, they were still covered in mud, and the remaining cleaning work could only be done when they returned to the shelter.
Afterwards, the two packed up their "spoils," carrying heavy loads of rice and carefully nurtured rice seedlings, along with containers filled with swarms of leeches and bamboo baskets brimming with lively eels, and set off on their way back to the shelter.
Big Black, who was playing with two Yangtze alligators, wagged its tail and ran over as soon as it saw its owners leaving, following behind them.
Along the way, Lu Fan kept talking about how he was going to cook the eel that night.
Whether it's making a delicious and nourishing eel porridge or a flavorful braised eel, just talking about it makes my mouth water.
An Lan listened to him with a smile, occasionally interjecting a few words.
Their laughter echoed in the afterglow of the setting sun, adding a warm and beautiful touch to this wilderness adventure full of surprises and rewards.
Filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment, the two hummed an off-key tune as they walked toward the shelter.
Big Black ran happily ahead, occasionally looking back at its owner, its tail wagging like a rattle, seemingly excited about today's bumper harvest.
As they were about to return to the shelter, the two stopped by the spring.
The spring water was crystal clear, shimmering in the gentle glow of the setting sun.
Like countless tiny diamonds scattered on the water's surface, they seemed to be warmly beckoning to the mud-covered figures.
With a hearty smile on his face, Lu Fan suggested to An Lan, "Let's wash off this mud here first, otherwise when we get back to the shelter, it'll be a mud pit!"
An Lan readily nodded in agreement.
The two carefully placed the rice they were carrying, the container with the rice seedlings, and the tools filled with leeches and eels aside.
Lu Fan was the first to roll up his sleeves and trouser legs and eagerly put his feet into the water.
The cool spring water, like a lively sprite, instantly dispelled the heat and fatigue from his body. He let out a long, contented sigh: "Ah~ this feeling is simply better than being a living god!"
Seeing how much he enjoyed it, An Lan slowly put her feet into the water as well, her face also showing a look of ecstasy.
The two began to help each other wash off the mud.
Lu Fan had An Lan sit on a flat rock.
Holding a handful of fresh water plants, he skillfully scrubbed the mud off An Lan's feet like an experienced bathhouse attendant, muttering to himself, "Sigh, I, the mighty Dragon King and God of War, am washing feet for someone in this desolate wilderness! Who would believe it! Just wait until the three-year period is up, hmph..."
Upon hearing this, An Lan suddenly reached out and splashed water on Lu Fan, unable to suppress her laughter: "Nobody asked you to wash me!"
Lu Fan chuckled and easily dodged to the side, teasingly saying, "Haha, I begged you to serve me, okay?"
After taking a shower, Lu Fan's gaze immediately fell on the precious rice seedlings.
He carefully picked up the rice seedlings and walked lightly to the ecological tank, his expression as if he were protecting the most precious treasure in the world.
He gently planted the rice seedlings one by one into the vat, muttering to himself, "My dear grandchildren, you must grow up strong and healthy, because our rice will depend on you from now on!"
An Lan watched his serious expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You treat these rice seedlings more like your own precious treasures!"
After planting the rice seedlings, the two packed up the rest of their belongings and finally returned to the shelter.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Lu Fan was like a wound-up machine, quickly getting to work.
He spread the harvested rice evenly in the yard, letting it bask in the last rays of the setting sun. As he spread it, he joked with Anlan, "I can already smell the delicious aroma of rice. I can't wait to eat it!"
An Lan came over with a smile to help, saying, "This rice hasn't been husked yet, we'll be busy tomorrow."
Lu Fan patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, it's just processing some rice. Watch me, I'll make sure you get it all figured out!"
At this moment, Dahei came over like a mischievous imp, jumping and running around in the rice pile, and soon his body was covered with grass clippings.
Seeing this, Lu Fan pulled Dahei over and warned him half-jokingly, "Dahei, if you dare to waste my food, I'll turn you into a 'dog meat hotpot' tonight, perfect for drinking with!"
Big Black seemed to understand, looking at him pitifully and making low whimpering sounds, as if begging for mercy.
After laying out the rice paddies, Lu Fan's thoughts immediately turned to the eel feast he would have that evening.
He was eager to try his hand at it and show off his skills.
He carefully selected several of the fattest eels from the bamboo basket, then picked up the pheasant he had caught earlier, and a steaming pot of fragrant dragon and phoenix soup instantly appeared in his mind.
He hummed an off-key tune as he skillfully processed the ingredients, his dagger flashing up and down, and in no time, the pheasant was cleaned up perfectly.
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