Today, Gong Tao was feeling all sorts of uneasy. Even though he was busy watering the black fungus, he kept glancing up at the mountains.
"Don't worry, as long as Xuran is there, it'll be fine. Even though he's not as skilled as I am, going up the mountain should yield some results."
"And if it doesn't work out, there's always fish. We can grill some fish to eat." Zhao Gang hadn't expected that although it was just a small stream, there were actually quite a few small fish.
Previously, they thought small fish didn't have much meat, and it was difficult to prepare them. But since they tried frying them, the taste was incredible.
What, you think that uses a lot of oil? Sorry, just grow some soybeans, and you can press oil directly. It'll be enough for them to savor all sorts of deliciousness.
Not to mention secretly slaughtering a big fat pig; the lard would last them a long time, and it's great for frying dishes.
