Chapter 101: Field Training – Supplies Opportunity
Time rewound to around twelve o’clock, which was half an hour before Mandy’s battlefield cleanup team returned to camp.
Xiang Chuan put up a “No Entry” strip at the tent entrance, squatted in the corner inside the tent looking at the recipes from Geegle search, it was fine not looking, but looking made her hungry instead, but after blocking the keyword “soy sauce” the remaining search results made her hold her head.
Finally accepting reality: Keep everything simple.
So she selected the two simplest recipes: grilled fish and fish soup.
As for whether classmates in the class would get tired of eating it? Sorry, that’s not within her consideration.
——The materials on hand are just these! It’s already good to have something to eat!
After confirming the action plan, Xiang Chuan walked with wind in her steps, rushing from the corner to outside the tent, startling Liang Gong and Chou Manman who were peeking outside when she opened the tent flap.
“Now, get moving. Five people go handle the fish, just like I did before, cut open the fish belly, remove the internal organs, scrape off the fish scales, wash clean. The rest go to the woods by the table to find some sturdy branches, not as thick as tree trunks, about two or three fingers thick will do, our fish are quite fat, need slightly thicker branches to skewer them, and also pick up some thicker dry branches to bring back, my heating plate is too small to handle so many fish, we must make a fire. Alright, hurry up and move, don’t daze.”
Once standing in the position of head chef, Xiang Chuan’s usual image of a reckless little fool at the bottom of the A Bite of China Club food chain vanished, her 30+ years old corporate slave aura fully activated, truly intimidating the seventeen or eighteen year old youngsters.
The boys came back to their senses first, scrambling to run off to pick branches, the remaining girls and Liang Gong looked at them speechlessly as they rushed into the woods. The girls glanced at each other, hesitated a bit, ultimately returned to their respective tents to get outdoor knives, and followed Xiang Chuan to the riverside.
The caught fish were tied in place with several interwoven rope rings, giving a bit of a simple fishing net feel.
Xiang Chuan grabbed a fish and once again demonstrated the steps of killing fish to everyone, considering it was everyone’s first time gutting fish, she deliberately slowed down her actions and occasionally mentioned some precautions. Due to having just witnessed the impact of on-site fish killing at camp, the second time everyone was not so shocked, but still didn’t dare to pick up the slippery fish.
At this time our Chou·bold as brass·Manman stepped forward first again, she imitated Xiang Chuan nimbly taking a fish out of the fishing net, then smashed it hard onto the stones by the shore——smashed air, because the fish tail was too slippery, the fish dropped directly behind her.
Xiang Chuan: Are you practicing air sword swings?
However, with Chou Manman’s interlude, the girls’ group and Liang Gong weren’t so nervous anymore, everyone carefully picked up a fish each and began imitating by smashing fish, cutting open fish bellies, removing internal organs, scraping fish scales, at first unskilled, everyone often cut the internal organs badly, sticking to the meat, not great in appearance. As the processed fish gradually piled up, the quick-learning seventeen or eighteen year old high school students gradually got proficient, though not reaching Xiang Chuan’s fluid movements beside them, at least they could avoid cutting internal organs badly or turning fish skin into rags, that fishy smell also gradually became no big deal, everyone even chatted happily while handling the fish meat.
The scene was quite warm, but it scared the students from Class Two and Class Ten into shrinking into corners.
What’s up with Class Eight people! Why can they vivisect fish while laughing and talking! So scary!
And this fishy smell is too pungent!
Some people couldn’t stand the smell, simply hid in simple sleeping bags, and silently chanted in their minds: As long as I fall asleep, I’m not afraid of anything ×N times, intending to use psychological suggestion to ignore the fishy smell in the air.
Class President Lu Daiqing, returning from outside, as soon as he entered camp saw the classmates staying behind, including Health Officer Fu Chengkai, all sitting in the center of camp fiddling with tree trunks, with a small mountain of dry wood beside them, from the direction of the riverbank came the distant laughter of girls, the air faintly mixed with fragrant and fishy smells.
Class President: ??? I was only out for one hour, how did they start doing things I don’t understand?
So he immediately dragged Fu Chengkai out to understand the situation.
Everyone wanted to eat fish, and wanted to eat freshwater fish. This truth almost made Lu Daiqing’s glasses fall off, but thinking carefully, the one who brought about this situation was Xiang Chuan, it felt… unreasonable yet somehow reasonable?
“So you all just followed her and made such a fuss? And you’re making a fire?” The class president frowned looking at the firewood on the ground, modern people have no concept of burning firewood to make fire, unclear how much to use, so just now Fu Chengkai led people to sweep up all the surrounding dry wood, now the center of camp was piled with loads of dry wood, logically speaking Fu Chengkai as health department person in charge shouldn’t have let it happen, but even he joined in, “That freshwater fish you mentioned, is it really that tasty?”
“Tasty!” “Awesome!” “Class President you’ll get it once you eat it!” The boys who had been silently listening to the two’s conversation beside them couldn’t help chiming in, startling Lu Daiqing, he looked at Fu Chengkai half-believingly, the health officer he placed high hopes on now nodded heavily.
Due to unable to escape modern person’s prejudice against freshwater fish, the class president decided to go talk to Xiang Chuan himself.
At this time Xiang Chuan had handed over all the live fish processing to other classmates, she was sitting on a stone by the shore opening the light screen frowning thinking about something, occasionally typing two words on the light screen, occasionally annoyedly rubbing her head, messing up her hair. Chou Manman killing fish beside her several times couldn’t help wanting to help her redo it, but hands stained with fish scales and fish innards, with twenty or thirty fish still uncleaned at her feet, could only hold off for now, but her hand speed clearly sped up a lot.
When the class president walked over and saw Xiang Chuan like this he was startled: “Classmate Xiang Chuan, why did you suddenly change hairstyle?”
“Hm?”
Xiang Chuan turned her head, touched her hair, knew her bad habit flared up again, in her previous life to save shampoo time she basically kept short hair, liked rubbing her hair when annoyed, since only needed one comb to tidy it up, but this life her hair not to mention Mary Sue novel waterfall long hair, but barely reached waist length, this rub turned it into a bird’s nest. So now she busily started tidying up, but before tidying she sent what she just wrote to the class president:
“Class President you came at the right time, I remember we have one supplies application opportunity left right? See if you can put these things on the supplies application list?”
The class president took the light screen and looked: Seasonings five-piece set, pepper powder, green onion, garlic, several large iron pots, several heating plates under one meter long and wide but over half a meter…
Anyway, they didn’t look like things for attacking other classes.
“You want these things to…?” The class president doubtfully lifted his head from the light screen.
“Ah?” Xiang Chuan who simply tied up her hair looked up at him, “Of course for cooking, Class President you wouldn’t want us to go fight other classes with pot lids on our heads right?”
Why does it feel like I’m being looked down on? The class president twitched his mouth, but still saved this list in his document, as for whether to submit it… see how this pile of fish meat emitting pungent fishy smell performs today.
