I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today

Chapter 266: 266: Until the Summer Begins

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“I’ll go.”

Lun Ang stood up, stretching his legs.

“It’s too exhausting for me to look for small details, my eyes are tired. I’ll go outside and move around.”

Yan Qingwen agreed.

After some discussion, everyone set off on their own tasks.

Lun Ang made a new discovery just as he stepped outside—

He hauled back a large iron bucket.

“Hey! The bear left its fish here!” Lun Ang couldn’t help but laugh, “Such fat fish!”

The iron bucket was filled with seven or eight large Coho salmon, still alive, their mouths opening and closing in the cramped bucket, looking chubby and dumb.

Master Chang quickly took it into the kitchen, filled the sink with water, and put the fish in it, preparing for a big feast.

“Two for soup, two for steaming, two for frying, and the remaining two  how do you guys want to eat them?” Master Chang, who had only given them a few strands of instant noodles in the morning, asked apologetically.

“But why are there only eight fish? We have ten people!” Lun Ang grumbled, “This damn game, always throwing strange things at us, but stingy when it comes to rewards.”

Master Chang reassured him: “Eight fish are enough.”

“Fine then.” Lun Ang patted his stomach and walked out, “I’ll go and see if there’s anything else outside ”

The others also dispersed to search the house.

Bai Youwei, with nothing to do, sat on the first floor, taking in the house—old, rustic, cozy with a touch of uncanny, just like a doll’s house.

The search lasted for more than an hour.

By the end, the fish that Master Chang had cooked was ready. The entire room was filled with the aroma of fish, making everyone’s mouth water. Who could still concentrate on the search?

In the two days since they had arrived, other than a few loquats and strands of noodles, they hadn’t had a proper meal. Although their bodies were coping, everyone was struggling with hunger.

On the table, there was fish soup, fried fish fillets, and fish chunks, etc. The scent of fish was overwhelming.

Everyone gathered around the table, praising Master Chang while eating.

“Master Chang! This fish is cooked perfectly!” Tan Xiao wolfed down his food, “So delicious!”

Chang Weicai, for once, didn’t show any modesty: “I also think the taste of the fish is quite good. Being single, I rarely cook such big meals. However, for some reason, this fish is easy to cook and doesn’t have a fishy smell. Just a little bit of salt makes it taste great ”

He took a bite of the fish, chewed and added: “Even the fish bones are soft, so you don’t have to worry about fish bones.”

All anyone else at the table could do was eat; they didn’t have time to talk.

Yan Qingwen thought for a moment, picked up another bowl, and scooped some fish soup into it. “This fish might be the first round reward. It could be beneficial for our bodies. I’ll bring some up to Li Li.”

Shen Mo asked: “Is his injury serious?”

Yan Qingwen shook his head: “There should be no life-threatening danger. The bandage is one of our props, it can heal any wounds; the only disadvantage is that it works slowly. If it’s not applied for a long time, you can’t see the effects.”

Shen Mo understood.

The mud in their hands was also a prop and it worked extremely quickly. However, it was only effective for surface wounds. It helped stop bleeding and heal wounds but was useless for fractures or internal bleeding.

In comparison, each prop had its advantages and disadvantages.

Not long after Yan Qingwen went upstairs, he returned to the dining room downstairs, followed by Su Man.

“I don’t have an appetite.” Su Man sat down at the dining table with a gloomy look, still concerned about Li Li in the attic.

“This is the reward for the first round, it might be helpful for the next round. Try to eat some.” Yan Qingwen encouraged her.

After hearing this, Su Man reluctantly took a sip of soup. She seemed surprised by the exquisite taste and soon began to eat the fish meat in the soup.

Shen Mo walked over to the window, squinting slightly, and asked: “How many hours until summer?”

Yan Qingwen, seeming to understand what he meant, looked out of the window.

In the far distance, the sky had started to darken…