Like a Pot of Garbage

Song Qingyou and the other were picking honey while ignoring the danger. On the other side, Jiang Xuyan was not idle.

He first followed Song Qingyou’s instructions and put the fish and shrimp that he didn’t eat for the time being on banana leaves to dry, then presented two big fish to the livestream.

When the viewers in the livestream saw his confidence and thought that he had cooked a lot in private, Jiang Xuyan took a hatchet and made several gestures on the half-dead fish, but he didn’t use the knife.

After a while, he suddenly looked up at the camera.

“Although I don’t know how to kill fish, I just remembered a story.”

He then cleared his throat and said, “One day, the big fish wanted to eat the small fish, so the small fish ran for its life, and the big fish chased after it. ‘Little thing, you’re a fish, not a human. Why would you call for help?’ The little fish thought, ‘That’s right, why would I call for help?’ So it-

-stopped shouting.”

“Hahaha.”

[ it’s okay to make yourself laugh. ]

[ Song Qingyou and Yu Muhuai are not around, but Teacher Jiang did not even let the audience go. ]

[ Teacher Jiang’s name is so warm, but why are his joke so cold? Is this the legendary contrast moe? ]

[ What story… I knew it was a cold joke. ]

[ I didn’t laugh. My six-year-old son laughed. ]

…

Jiang Xuyan picked up his hatchet and started chopping after he finished his cold joke.

Although it looked like it was real, the audience in the live streaming room was actually anxious to death.

[ The fish’s gallbladder has been broken, isn’t it a bitter death? ]

[ The black part is still there. Won’t it be fishy? ]

[ This is Teacher Jiang’s first time cooking. Appraisal complete. ]

Jiang Xuyan didn’t know how urgent the comments were.

After he finished processing the fish, he even deliberately brought the fish to the camera for everyone to see.

Then, he hummed a song and turned around to start cooking the fish.

When he turned around to get the seasoning, the fish in the pot suddenly turned over, which shocked the audience in the live streaming room.

[ Woah ]

[ Teacher Jiang! Quickly look behind you! The fish jumped up!]

[ I’m dying of laughter. He didn’t even notice! ]

[ The Chinese perch disliked Teacher Jiang’s cooking and chose to turn its face.]

[ Suddenly turned into a horror livestream ]

[ Revenge of the fish of rebirth ]

The number of bullet comments in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, and the scene of the fish turning over on its own became one of the classic scenes in Man vs. Wild 3.

However, Jiang Xuyan didn’t notice it at all. Was this how fish used to be?

After adding water and seasoning to the pot, he also added a handful of wild vegetables like Song Qingyou had done.

Then, he covered the pot with a few banana leaves and used them as a lid.

Not long after the fish in the pot boiled, Song Qingyou and Yu Muhuai came back with a large piece of honey.

“This is… a beehive?” Jiang Xuyan stepped forward.

“The honey must be taken out in the afternoon.” Song Qingyou nodded.

As she said that, he looked at the stove.

Jiang Xuyan’s attention immediately returned to the ‘fruit of his labor’. “You came back just in time. The fish I cooked is almost ready.”

“You must eat more later. Although it’s my first time making it, it should taste good …”

“First time?” Song Qingyou found the main point.

Jiang Zhihan couldn’t help but look at him.

“Yeah…”

Jiang Xuyan scratched his head and asked, “Didn’t I tell you? But this shouldn’t be a problem, right? Last night, I saw Qingyou make…”

Yu Muhuai smiled to comfort him. “It’s really okay. Maybe Teacher Jiang has a talent for cooking.”

[ Muhuai is too gentle, but don’t believe Teacher Jiang. ]

[ Muhuai is indeed a little angel. No wonder he was bullied by his management company. ]

[ I’m suddenly looking forward to Muhuai’s expression when he sees the pot of fish. ]

Jiang Xuyan and Yu Muhuai were just talking about cooking.

Song Qingyou held Zhizhi and went out of the camera.

The reason was that her uncle cat had to go to the toilet.

Yesterday, when Zhizhi wanted to go to the toilet, he kept pushing her with a meat pad. Song Qingyou also took a long time to understand his meaning.

The most important thing was that this cat was particularly concerned about ‘privacy’. As long as she looked at it, the cat would bare its teeth and issue a warning.

However, cats love to be clean, so there were many things that Song Qingyou didn’t have to worry about.

The only thing that Song Qingyou couldn’t figure out was that Zhizhi seemed to have never licked its fur…

After returning from the deserted island, she would take him to the pet hospital.

After a while, the black-and-white furry creature came out of the grass, dragging its hind legs.

As soon as he reached Song Qingyou’s side, he pulled her trousers and obediently lay on the ground.

Song Qingyou saw that the bandage on his hind leg was still good, so she picked up the cat.

When she returned to the gate of the shelter, Jiang Xuyan put two peeled sticks into her hands and said, “Here are the chopsticks. I’ve washed them with water.”

“Come and eat the fish. I think it should be ready.”

Three people and a cat surrounded the pot. Jiang Xuyan opened the banana leaf with anticipation.

In the end, what appeared in front of them was a pot of indescribable black, white, and yellow substance. At first glance, it looked like garbage in a trash can…

[ Hahaha, I knew it was impossible to succeed. ]

[ It looks like the oil painting I saw at the art exhibition yesterday. ]

[ To be honest, it’s like a pot of garbage. ]

[ Can it really be eaten? ]

[ The wild vegetables were put in too early, and they turned yellow directly, hahaha ]

[ They actually didn’t show any disdainful expressions ]

[ Look at the kitty, he seems to dislike it very much. Haha. ]

[ Even cats refuse to eat the fish cooked by Teacher Jiang! ]

Jiang Xuyan facepalmed. “Cough cough… Let me have a taste first.”

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

The next second, Jiang Xuyan’s face twisted. He didn’t care about the camera and ran to the edge of the cliff not far away.

“Blerg——”

Hearing such an exaggerated vomiting sound, Yu Muhuai silently put down his chopsticks.

Jiang Xuyan ran back after throwing up. He grabbed the water he had boiled last night and poured it into his mouth.

“I think I should take this pot of fish back.”

[???]

[ Is it delicious? ]

[ take it back as poison? ]

Song Qingyou and Yu Muhuai were also confused.

Jiang Xuyan took a deep breath and said, “I’ll eat it a hundred years later. Maybe it’ll be so bad that I’ll die.”

Song and Yu were speechless.

At a time like this, he still had to tell a cold joke.

Song Qingyou picked up her chopsticks. “Let me try…”

“Don’t.”

Jiang Xuyan stopped her immediately. He pointed at the cat and picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks.

“Why don’t you let Zhizhi eat? It’s a cat, so it’ll probably eat any kind of fish …”

Jiang Zhihan sniffed curiously and immediately turned around to reject him. He looked at Jiang Xuyan as if he was asking, “You can even make this kind of thing?”

“Pfft-” Song Qingyou couldn’t help but laugh out loud. In the end, she still took a bite of the fish and tasted it.

She said without changing her expression, “Indeed, it can’t be eaten. The fish gall has already broken. The bitter taste is secondary. The real problem is that it might be poisoned.”

[ Sister Qingyou can actually eat it ]

[ Teacher Jiang’s expression is so exaggerated, Song Qingyou is so calm ]

Jiang Xuyan felt a little guilty. “No matter what, it’s not good to waste food. Besides, I’m making you guys starve.”

“It’s fine.” Song Qingyou’s eyes curved. “It just so happens that the seasoning is complete. I can make grilled fish.”