i have a super island

Chapter 123 A Pot of Fish Soup

It was the first time to fire pottery, and everyone was full of confidence before firing, hoping to produce a bunch of satisfactory finished products.

But the fact is that the face was slapped like this, and the cheek was sore. The yield rate was basically less than 30%, and only ten of the more than [-] pieces of pottery were fired.

The two squatted beside the fire, and picked out the intact pottery one by one from the ashes. Most of the rest were smaller and thinner, and almost all the larger ones were cracking.

"And that's all."

There was regret in Li Qingman's eyes. After all, it was everyone's hard work, and it turned out that such a thing came out.

There are still many bottles and cans that are all unsuccessful, which is really a pity.

Fang Fang held a small bowl in his hand, flicked it with his fingers, and made a "dang" sound. This sound is not as clear as porcelain, but it is also very pleasant. To make such a sound means that the pottery has been fired successfully. .

"Not bad, at least this bowl is burnt."

"Your little bowl is ready, but my big bowl is broken."

Fang Fang knew that Li Qingman was listless because of the failure of pottery firing, and wanted to give her some comfort, and said with a smile: "My little bowl was originally made for you, and now it is ready, so you can be happy."

Li Qingman took the small bowl, and his lost mood improved a bit.

"Look at how kind I am to you. You will eat with this in the future, unlike you who made me a pig food bowl!"

"Hmph, you are a pig!"

"I'm not."

"No, you are, you are, you are!"

The two argued endlessly, and your mood improved greatly because of what you said to me.

Equation sorted out the fire and picked out all the intact pottery. These were to be brought back to the cave, and the rest were sent back to the sea.

……

The two came to the cave just in time for Song Zhixi to come back from the tidal flat.

Seeing Song Zhixi's basket filled with two unnamed small fish, Fang Fang and Li Qingman both looked happy, and they could eat fish tonight.

"Zhixi, look what we brought back!"

Li Qingman couldn't wait to show Song Zhixi the results of today's pottery firing.

Seeing those dark pottery, Song Zhixi covered his mouth in astonishment, and said, "This is incredible, did you expect us to succeed?"

"That's right, these are pottery made with great difficulty. Although the failure rate is a bit high, at least we have pots and pans to use."

Li Qingman laughed so happily that his beautiful eyes were almost narrowed into crescent moons. Anyway, this is a huge improvement. From then on, the three of them knew how to start firing pottery, and they no longer had to rely on picking up garbage to collect containers , the quality of life has been greatly improved.

Back in the cave, Song Zhixi began to handle the two fish. There was a small blade made of obsidian, which was very convenient when cutting the fish. With a light stroke on the belly, the belly could be cut open and the internal organs inside could be taken out.

While Song Zhixi was handling the fish, Fang Fang and Li Qingman were sorting the pottery they had brought back.

It is not enough to listen to the sound of the pottery, but you have to do the water test. Some pottery can hear the sound without any problem, but it will leak when filled with water, so you must fill it with water and try again.

I poured water on all the pottery I brought back and tested them one by one. Except for one or two pieces that leaked water, the rest basically had no problems.

"Look at this, it looks good."

Li Qingman was holding a piece of pottery that looked like a small pot in his hand.

Fang Fang smiled and asked, "Did you pinch this?"

"No, Zhixi should have made it." Li Qingman glanced at Song Zhixi and said with a smile, "With this pot, our Dae Jang Geum can cook fish soup."

"Qingman, you made fun of me again." Song Zhixi couldn't help but blush when he heard Li Qingman calling himself Dae Jang Geum.

Fang Fang licked his lips and said, "Fish soup is good, I haven't had fish soup for a long time, why don't we use these two small fish to make soup today."

Li Qingman also echoed with him: "Okay, okay, just drink fish soup."

"Since you all want to drink fish soup, then I will make soup."

Song Zhixi smiled happily. Being able to cook for everyone made her feel happy. At least she was not useless on this island, and she could also play her role.

The small pottery pot was placed on the fire, Song Zhixi first threw two small fish into it to dry fry, and then poured in clean water to start cooking.

Fang Fang and Li Qingman sat by the fire, watching Song Zhixi cook while waiting for the delicious fish soup.

Not long after, the water in the clay pot began to boil, at this time Song Zhixi took out her secret weapon, the sea salt crystals found on the beach, sprinkled some into the pot, and continued to boil slowly.

After about half an hour, the light fish soup turned into an attractive milky white color. Just looking at the milky white fish soup makes people salivate, not to mention the tangy fragrance. Smell, it makes people go crazy.

"Is the fish soup ready? I really want to drink it."

Li Qingman held the bowl in his hand, his eyes fixed on the fish soup in the earthenware pot, and he couldn't move away.

All cooks want their dishes to be popular, and Song Zhixi is no exception. Seeing the fish soup he cooked made Li Qingman and Fang Fang drool, he couldn't tell how happy he was.

"I'm not very good at cooking, maybe the taste is not very good." Song Zhixi said modestly.

"Okay, let me try it for you."

Fang Fang scooped up a bowl of milky white fish soup from the earthen pot with the bowl, blew a few breaths on the surface, and then sipped it down lightly.

All of a sudden, an indescribable fresh and sweet taste rushed straight to the top of the head, even the taste of the delicious fish soup filled the nostrils, especially the little sea salt, the taste of salt sublimated the whole pot of fish soup.

Seeing Fang Fang's eyes closed and his facial features wrinkled together, Song Zhixi was worried that the fish soup he cooked was not tasty, so he asked softly, "How does it taste?"

"This is definitely the most delicious fish soup I've ever had in my life." Fang Fang opened his eyes and praised sincerely, "Zhixi, I even think that if you are not a doctor, you must be a top doctor kitchen."

"Really, then I will try it too."

Song Zhixi was overjoyed by the praise, and the smile was all written on his face.

After taking a sip of the fish soup she cooked, Song Zhixi's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on her face, even she herself never thought that this fish soup with a little sea salt could be so sweet.

"I want it too, I want it too!"

Seeing that Fang Fang and Song Zhixi were both enjoying themselves, Li Qingman couldn't hold back anymore, and wanted to scoop up a bowl to taste it.

As soon as he took a sip into his mouth, a hot current rolled from the esophagus to the stomach, making the pores of the whole body open comfortably. Li Qingman smacked his lips, and his mouth was full of sweet aftertaste.

Li Qingman hugged Song Zhixi reluctantly to let go, and said coquettishly: "Zhixi, I will drink the fish soup you cooked every day from now on!"

(End of this chapter)