At this scene, everyone's gaze fell upon the official who had been spouting nonsense.
As all eyes landed on him, on the big screen, Lin Jingjing had already climbed down from the tree, having also taken the bird eggs from the nest.
"I'll do it!" the official said, gritting his teeth. He propped himself up with his hands and began.
But his cheeks burned with shame—a real, stinging pain.
"Is this enough?" Feng He asked, looking at the few wild chickens and rabbits in their hands.
Lin Jingjing took a look and said, "Isn't there a river nearby? Just go there and catch a few fish. That should be enough."
With that, she looked at Gu Kaiwen and yelled, "Xiao Wenzi, you go downstream and catch a few fish."
The rest went to butcher the chickens and rabbits and build a stove.
Because it had rained, the firewood here was all damp. However, they could still find dry wood by going a bit further. Even wood that wasn't completely dry was usable, it just produced a lot of smoke.
