They looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on a little boy who was as thin as a monkey.

She and he are neighbors, and she must be calling him.

"You called me?" The little mountain monkey trotted over and stood in front of her, asking in confusion.

Yan Bei nodded, pointed to the free, fat and oily big herring in the river, and asked curiously, "Why don't you catch some fish?" ”

It's not a problem to play around all the time, although they are all children, but it's okay to help catch some fish in the river.

But he didn't think about it, the little mountain monkey immediately showed a frightened expression, waved his hand again and again and said: "You can't catch fish, you can't catch it, you will die if you eat it!" ”

He was nine years old, and his brother went out to gather with his grandmother, leaving him alone in the tribe, and although he was thin, he was the oldest of the children, and the other children circled around him.

Yan Bei observed this, and called him over.

Seeing the child's frightened expression at this moment, he couldn't help but feel strange, and asked, "Is this fish poisonous?" How can someone die? ”

"Huh?" This little mountain monkey didn't know what to say, and turned his head helplessly to look at his friends, and everyone looked helpless.

Because they only listen to adults, they don't know the reason, they only know that if they eat it, they will die.

No, Yan Bei had no choice but to pay attention to the old man on the other side of the clearing.

These old people have lived for so long, and they should know better than the children.

The fish in the river were so big and fat that she drooled so much that if she could only look at them and not eat them, it would be a great sin.

Picked up the crutches, walked towards the old man, and asked cheekily, only to know that the fish was not poisonous, but had thorns, and someone had eaten it before, and it was accidentally stuck, and no one went to eat the fish after that.

Knowing that this was the reason, Yan Bei couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly beckoned to this group of little children, ran to the palm forest on the edge of the tribe, got a lot of palm leaves, and asked the children to help tear them off one by one, and quickly made a net with his hands.

"Bey, what is this?" The little mountain monkey asked in surprise.

Although the materials are all out of their own hands and those of their friends, they don't know what to do with this bag full of holes.

"Is it for fruit?" A child asked, confused.

But as soon as the words came out, he was despised by another child, "Such a big hole, the fruit will leak out!" ”

The scolded child was aggrieved and was about to cry, Yan Bei hurriedly explained with a smile: "This is a fishing net. ”

"Fishing nets? What is it used for? The little mountain monkey asked excitedly.

Yan Bei stood up with one hand on crutches, carried the fishing net and walked towards the river, and smiled mysteriously as he walked:

"You'll find out in a moment."

The child was the most curious, and as soon as he heard her words, one or two urged her to hurry up.

This movement was not small, and the old people on the side were also attracted over, looking at the green net in Yan Bei's hand, their brows furrowed.

"You can't eat fish, and it's useless for you to get them, but your net, if you make it bigger, maybe it can be used for hunting." An old man said in a deep voice.

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy, and you can see the effect of this net at a glance.

Yan Bei knew that they were kind, and turned around and explained with a smile: "These fish are not poisonous, but there are many thorns in the body, in fact, as long as the thorns are carefully picked out, the meat is very delicious, whether it is boiled or grilled, it is delicious." ”

Tut-tut, when she said this, her saliva was about to flow.

It's pitiful, she's been here for so long, she hasn't even drunk a mouthful of good soup, and she must have a feast today!

Gluttony hurts his brain, Yan Bei can't care about these old people, he found a good position by the river, directly threw the net, swallowed saliva and waited for the fish to take the bait.

Originally, she thought that it would be difficult for these fish to enter the net without bait, but who would have thought that because they had never been caught, these fish would stupidly drill into her.

Look at those curious little eyes, she is sorry for her stomach if she doesn't eat them!

"Oops, there's a fish in, in!" The little mountain monkey shouted excitedly.

When Yan Bei heard this shout, he was about to tell him not to make a noise so as not to scare the fish, but he didn't expect that the fish didn't react at all, but instead attracted more and more fish to drill into it.

When the children saw so many fish, they didn't care whether it was really edible or not, and as soon as their fun heart came up, they immediately rushed to help Yan Bei collect the net.

After a while, a bag full of fatty fish was brought ashore.

Yan Beitong borrowed a stone knife from the old man, and while cleaning up the fish quickly, he instructed the children to help him build a stove and make a fire.

The people of the Doru tribe have a special method of setting aside fire, and every house has fire, and the fire is very fast.

With the fire in place and the fish almost cleaned up, Yan Bei jumped to find the Great Witch, borrowed the largest stone pot in the tribe, flicked a handful of salt from the Great Witch, flicked his crutches, and began to prepare her delicious fish soup.

Without the ingredients to remove the fish, Yan Bei had to put more effort into the treatment method, boiling the water, putting in the processed whole fish, using a huge broad leaf as a lid, covering it, and smothering until it boiled.

Then use a spoon...... There's no such thing as a spoon!

There's no way, I've only discovered this problem now, and it's too late to make it in a hurry, so I can only make a stick to make do with it first.

While boiling the soup, I beckoned all the children to come over and taught them how to make chopsticks and prepare the meal.

At this moment, looking at the broad leaves in the hands of the children, Yan Bei realized how precious the broken pottery bowl he had left in the tent was.

Evil, children still need to grab food with their hands!

You must get the bowl out, Yan Bei swore to himself in his heart.

The fish soup became whiter and whiter, and the milky white soup, coupled with the faint fresh fragrance, made the onlookers hungry and sucking saliva one by two.

Even the old man and the great witch, who were skeptical of the fish soup, couldn't help but swallow their spit secretly.

The soup is boiled to this color, and it is enough.

Sprinkle all the small handfuls of salt in the pocket, stir it with a stick, dip a drop on the chopsticks and taste it, the fragrance stimulates the taste buds, and Yan Bei's eyes narrow.

Seeing her like that, the children were about to cry.

Fortunately, an adult still has a conscience and immediately puts out the fire and divides the soup.

Without soup serving tools, Yan Bei could only contribute the pottery bowl he had just arrived to serve everyone.

The seekers had a share, one bowl per person, and a piece of fish was also allocated.

Everyone was conquered after tasting the soup, but they were still resistant to the fish, Yan Bei wasted his tongue for a long time, and with the assurance of the great witch, he persuaded everyone to taste it.

The fish bones are actually very easy to pick, the big herring bones in this river are large and few, and the bones will be all picked out patiently.

The fish is fat and tender, melts in the mouth, and everyone's eyes light up when they taste it.

Seeing this, Yan Bei knew that none of these fish in the river could escape today!