Gong Qiming knew well about his junior sister’s constitution and never thought there would be any problem with fishing.
But even so, he couldn’t help but be shocked after seeing a basket full of fish.
"This is way too much. How can we possibly finish it all?"
Yue Qingqing lamented, "It would be great if we could find a place with people, we could even sell them for money."
The cameraman couldn’t help but give a thumbs up in his heart.
What a diligent and thrifty good child, so down-to-earth.
"Let’s process some first, and if there’s really too much left, we’ll release them back."
Yue Qingqing’s suggestion was approved by Gong Qiming.
The two found some flat, sharp stones and began to scale the fish and clean the insides.
Their actions were so skillful that the cameraman couldn’t help but film close-ups of them.
Good-looking people indeed look good doing anything, and Yue Qingqing and Gong Qiming both had long and distinctly articulated hands.
They were just like the hands of artists.
Even their work movements appeared very elegant.
Everything seemed orderly, just like another cooking show on TV.
It made people click their tongues in wonder.
Tang Zhubiao looked at everyone seriously, "Let me ask again, no one leaked our plan before, right? Those who leak it will bear legal responsibility."
Everyone looked at each other with confusion and shook their heads, assuring that they definitely didn’t do such a thing.
Tang Zhubiao also knew the situation of his team, and there was no reason for anyone to betray their principles for a bit of money.
But the surprise given by these two was just too great.
They looked like they were pampered with love and seemed like affluent beauties.
Yet they were so skilled in these things.
It made people wonder if they had already known about the project and practiced specifically for it?
While killing the fish, Yue Qingqing used a stone to swiftly pat the fish dead, showing none of the clumsiness typically seen in ordinary girls facing such a scene.
If one looked closely, it seemed she even licked her lips, looking rather impatient.
People didn’t know what to say about it at the moment.
Because the two really couldn’t eat that much, Yue Qingqing calculated that even with the cameraman’s portion, they could only eat at most half a basket of fish and shrimp.
She had no choice but to dump the rest of the fish back into the river.
The fish, lucky to keep its life, quickly flapped its tail and disappeared into the river.
Thanks to Yue Qingqing’s foresight to bring a seasoning jar, they weren’t going to eat flavorless food.
Gong Qiming sniffed the aroma and skillfully sprinkled the seasoning onto the prepared fish, then placed a pile of fish onto the freshly washed leaves nearby.
"Let it marinate for a quarter of an hour, and it will be more flavorful when we grill it later."
Yue Qingqing nodded, swallowing eagerly.
While the sun hadn’t set yet, they brainstormed ways to start a fire.
After piling dry branches into a stone pit, Yue Qingqing went to the riverbank to fetch two stones.
Gong Qiming somehow got some dry grass and frayed it as a fuse.
Yue Qingqing struck the two stones against each other, creating a crisp sound.
There seemed to be faint sparks visible.
To actually start a fire, continuous striking was needed to ignite the dry grass with the overflowing sparks.
After a few attempts, Yue Qingqing cheated a bit using Spiritual Energy, and sparks appeared on the dry grass immediately.
Gong Qiming inexplicably chuckled twice and promptly threw the grass inside.
The two of them loosened the branches to create gaps, allowing air to flow through and make the fire burn faster.
Soon, red flames licked the branches, gradually starting to burn.
The whole process was very smooth, as if they had done it many times before, without the slightest hesitation.
Instead of trying to survive, it felt more like a vacation experience.
Gong Qiming and Yue Qingqing selected thick branches that were moist and not easy to burn, cleaned the nearby twigs and leaves, and skewered the fish.
"It’s ready to grill." Gong Qiming picked up a skewer of fish, looking very pleased.
Yue Qingqing clinked her fish skewer against her senior brother’s.