After being stranded on a deserted island, they all plotted against me

This will definitely bring too much instability to the betting process of various families.

Although a mother can influence her child, she cannot replace the child...

"So I feel like I'm still a good match for him..." Looking at the stunned look on Qin Ruoshuang's face, Xiang Lingying whispered, "Because by that time, I will most likely go with Sister Wanying to manage the family business, or live a retirement life in advance... Anyway, I can't cause trouble for Dad!"

After listening to Xiang Lingying's words, Qin Ruoshuang did not speak for a long time.

She felt as if she had been punched in the face, and at the same time she suddenly realized that the girl in front of her was not comparable to Anya.

You know, these words easily fooled Anya to the point where she still doesn't dare to confess...

Xiang Lingying's sincere explanation made Qin Ruoshuang understand that the basis for her conversation, that is, the "mismatch in class between Zhang Liu and Xiang Lingying" had completely disappeared.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start to miss Qin Ruoyan.

If my sister were here now, she would definitely come up with a new solution...

"Let's have dinner first... We can talk about this kind of thing later."

She picked up a piece of mutton from the alloy pot, put it into her mouth and chewed it with big mouthfuls. For Qin Ruoshuang, this was the only thing she could do at the moment.

The dinner table is really a good place for conversation.

Because once you encounter an answer you can’t tell, you can pretend to chew something and think about the time.

But right now, if the person in front of her continued to ask, Qin Ruoshuang was ready to chew until she fell asleep...

Xiang Lingying did not ask any further questions. After nodding slightly, she gave up the lamb shank bone and picked up the lamb from the alloy pot and put it into her mouth.

Just as his eyes flickered, Xiang Lingying would also look at Qin Ruoshuang's figure and face...

She remembered that her head maid had talked about it long ago.

The two daughters of the Qin family have fallen in love with the same man.

At that time, Xiang Lingying just felt a little surprised.

Because at that time, she just had a natural affection for Zhang Liu because she was saved by him, but she didn't want to marry him.

So Xiang Lingying was surprised and confused about Qin Ruoyan and Qin Ruoshuang.

But now, as their relationship has gradually warmed up, she has come to see Zhang Liu as a very suitable marriage partner.

Looking at Qin Ruoshuang, one of the two sisters, again, Xiang Lingying began to secretly marvel at her beauty and temperament.

At the same time, she suddenly thought of a more sensitive issue.

That is the situation where the other party is a sister, and you are the only one who can do it alone.

How to calculate...

There is no way to compare the subsequent situations...

If we bring Sister Wanying along, maybe...

But Xiang Wanying was a personal maid who came with the dowry.

But Xiang Lingying was not prepared to really follow the bad custom and ask the other party to give her a dowry.

And she had already prepared a lot of belongings for her head maid in her mind.

It would be nice if I had an older sister or a younger sister.

In this case, there would be two of us...

Just when Xiang Lingying was feeling anxious and even secretly distressed that she had no sisters to help her.

Zhang Liu, Lan Yueting, Xiang Wanying, Su Yan and Anya were sitting in the bamboo house.

In front of them was a pot of hot mutton soup.

In a small clay pot, the mutton, after the skin was removed, was cut into small pieces about two fingers wide and half a finger length, and had been simmered on low heat for half an afternoon.

The seasoning in the mutton soup is very simple, just crushed pepper and sea salt.

The mint leaves were already used up so no more were added.

But after a whole afternoon of slow cooking over low heat, the whole mutton soup has turned milky white.

Accompanied by the boiling sound of "gurgling", bubbles the size of soybeans continuously rise from the bottom of the pot, then explode on the surface of the mutton soup, spreading the smell of mutton soup throughout the room.

The sky outside was gradually getting darker.

The bamboo house had been covered with a door panel after entering, so it looked very dim.

If it weren't for the light from the earthen stove, the whole house would be pitch dark.

It's getting dark, the meal is ready, the temperature has dropped and my appetite has started to whet.

This undoubtedly indicates that it is time to enjoy this pot of mutton soup.

But at this moment, although the four girls showed expressions that they couldn't wait to taste the delicious food, Zhang Liu was still carefully looking down at the beeswax that the girls had eaten.

His expression was very serious, so serious that the four girls began to feel a little scared...

Looking at each other, all the girls wanted to start eating, but they didn't know how to start.

The honeycomb was a double-layer structure with a diameter of one and a half meters. After the honey inside was squeezed out, its weight had dropped significantly.

And after the girls chewed it, the portion was even more discounted.

At present, all the chewed honeycomb honey has been simply rinsed by Lan Yueting with the spring water brought down from the top of the mountain, and then kneaded into small balls again, wrapped in curtain cloth and stored in a cool place.

They were piled together like small balls, and were quite large in weight. Everyone still had the same amount of honeycomb honey in their hands that had not been eaten.

Zhang Liu is currently considering the use of these beeswax.

To be precise, he was suddenly worried about the preservation of food after entering the jungle in the future because of the humid and hot air in the afternoon. After all, there would be the negative buff of rain at that time.

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At first, Zhang Liu thought of melting the beeswax and then covering the dried meat he was going to carry with him. This should make it waterproof.

But how to make beeswax stick to the surface of food is also a big problem...

Because the experience of making candles has allowed Zhang Liu to figure out one thing through practice.

That is, after beeswax is melted, it is also semi-solid, not "liquid" like real candle oil.

So the more he thought about it, the more headache he had.

Looking at Zhang Liu who was frowning and thinking but didn't speak for a long time.

Xiang Wanying suddenly felt a sense of heartache.

The boy in front of her showed a reliable character in many aspects.

But after all, he is only about seventeen years old...

I have been a maid since I was a child.

It is considered to be quite hardworking.

But Xiang Wanying also remembered it very clearly.

When she was seventeen years old, all she could think about was how to behave well so that her master would increase her salary from fifty thousand yuan a month to sixty thousand yuan!

Looking back at Zhang Liu, the other party had already begun to leave with a family on his back.

Now that he was in danger, he was silently carrying a group of people...

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she needed to comfort Zhang Liu, so Xiang Wanying handed the important task of stirring the clay pot to make the mutton more flavorful to Lan Yueting who was beside her.

Then she walked up to the other person and said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

While speaking, Xiang Wanying also subconsciously placed one of her palms on Zhang Liu's thigh, and pressed her chest against the other's arm, rubbing it slightly along the way.

After having oral contact with the other person, her entire action can be considered extremely natural.

This scene was not noticed by Su Yanan Ya, who was chatting and discussing how to use the leftover sheep bones to make bows and spears.

But it happened to fall into the sight of Lan Yueting who was stirring the pot...

The force of the stick in her hand increased slightly, and she felt a little sad.

Until now, Lan Yueting only had ideas.

But I couldn't find any suitable opportunity.

Although she had thought about confessing directly without dragging things out.

The girl's shyness finally made Lan Yueting stop at the last step.

Of course, this is her biggest problem.

Or it may be that the other person already has his or her own good girlfriend.

Competing with Su Yan for a man... This was something Lan Yueting had never thought about.

Because although the Su Lan family is currently in a cooperative relationship, the two have also been good sisters since childhood.

But before that.

The Lan family has achieved tremendous growth entirely due to a series of coincidences, thanks to the support of the Su family.

So in many aspects, the education Lan Yueting received at home was to respect Su Yan, who came from the Su family...

This is a kind of gratitude.

Sighing slightly, Lan Yueting subconsciously looked at her chest.

Although a little shy and feel shameless.

But she also understood that perhaps this was her advantage...

I might as well find a time to let Zhang Liu know...

When you touch it, it will feel soft...

While stirring the mutton, Lan Yueting suddenly had this thought in her mind.

"I'm thinking about going through the jungle later." Zhang Liu picked up a piece of beeswax and weighed it in his hand. He whispered, "For example, can we wrap the food with beeswax to make it waterproof?"

"Wrap it with beeswax?" Zhang Liu repeated his idea. Xiang Wanying was a little confused: "How do you want to wrap it?"

"It's just like waxing, covering the surface with a layer..." Scratching his head, Zhang Liu finally said with a bitter smile: "Forget it, I thought it was too simple."

"Actually, I've had an idea about this for a long time." Seeing the wry smile on Zhang Liu's face, Xiang Wanying leaned her body closer to the ground, and she whispered: "Have you ever considered using taro powder to make fried noodles? ?”

“Chow mein?”

Zhang Liu looked at the head maid in front of him in confusion.

For a moment, he couldn't understand why the other party made this suggestion.

I want to turn taro into taro powder and take it away.

The biggest purpose is to carry food more efficiently.

If you add water to make dough and then make it into fried noodles, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Liu said, "Sister Wanying, if it is made into noodles, I feel it will be very inconvenient to carry."

"You misunderstood. I'm talking about the fried noodles with a mouthful of snow!" Xiang Wanying stood up and took a can of completely dried taro powder from the side. She opened it and pointed at the yellow-white powder inside and said, "Wait for the young lady to bring the sea salt over, then we'll use that alloy pan to stir-fry it and add lard, honey and everything else!"

"I see, this method is really good!" Zhang Liu recalled a touching history in his mind, and then he said with some worry: "But what I am thinking about now is how to waterproof it. Fried noodles are such a dry food, it is estimated that they will be soaked by rain soon!"

Although I don’t know how long it will take to reach the highest peak from here, and then survey the general situation of the inner circle of the jungle as well as the eastern and northern coastlines.

But if we estimate roughly, it would take at least more than twenty days to go back and forth.

During this period, the originally dry and easy-to-preserve dried meat or fried noodles would rot and deteriorate if they were soaked by rainwater.

Zhang Liu was very worried that he would be in the embarrassing situation of being hungry.

After the rain, he didn't think finding food would be as easy and portable as it was now.

By then, the wild fruits that can be seen everywhere will surely be washed away by the rain for a long time and will rot...

Hearing Zhang Liu's concerns, Xiang Wanying looked at the pile of beeswax in front of her and felt helpless and helpless.

She knew that Zhang Liu was considering how to use the waterproof effect of beeswax.

But there is no way, there is no way.

He looked around and his eyes fell on the pig skin next to him that was still soaked in lime water.