I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

The group came to the beach in a noisy manner.

As Wen Qingyan and the others approached, they couldn't help but exclaim.

“Are these all seafood?”

Song Yuge nodded, "Yes, now is a good time to go fishing."

In her hand she held a small folding bucket.

She brought several of these small buckets.

It doesn't take up any space anyway.

"Everyone be careful. If you find anything, you can bring it to me."

When everyone turned around, they saw Song Yuge took out a round object from somewhere, opened it, and it turned into a small bucket.

Program team: "..."

[What the hell? He even brought a bucket? I wonder what else Song Yuge brought.]

[No, isn't this a shady deal? Which good guy even brought a bucket to a show?]

[I want to see how the production team will resolve this!]

Zhuang Yumian saw the medium-sized folding bucket and twitched his lips. "Yuge, did you bring this thing because you knew we were going to go fishing?"

Song Yuge stepped on the soft sand, holding his stomach with one hand to prevent it from blocking his vision, and holding the bucket with the other hand, walking carefully.

"No, I brought it here for use."

"What's it for?"

Song Yuge blinked and said, "Wash your face, take a shower, and get some water."

After listening to this, Zhuang Yumian gave a thumbs up and said, "I admire you!"

"Then what about you washing your face while we use it?"

Song Yuge looked innocent, "I still have some."

"..."

End of topic.

I have to say that the geographical location of this island is very advantageous.

There are even many varieties of seafood washed up on the beach.

From time to time, Wen Qingyan's howling could be heard from not far away, mixed with Zhou Yili and Xici's cries.

The two of them completely gave up their image.

Wen Yuan has always been around Song Yuge.

While he was picking up small fish and shrimps on the ground, he kept an eye on the girl next to him.

Song Yuge likes to shake the folding bucket.

She listened to the sound of the small seafood colliding as the bucket filled up, and her eyes narrowed with laughter.

In less than half an hour, the folding bucket was full.

Xici saw that the bucket was full, and he felt a little unsatisfied. "It's full so soon?"

Song Yuge raised his eyes and looked at them, "Do you still want to pick it up?"

"I do." Wen Qingyan said directly, "But isn't the bucket already full?"

The girl paused, then silently handed the folding bucket to the man next to her, "Xiao Wen, can you hold it for me?"

Wen Yuan took it and said, "Okay."

Then, Song Yuge silently took out another roll of bags from his pocket.

Everyone: "???"

"Tear--"

She tore off a few bags, put two together, and handed them over.

"Okay, let's go play."

Everyone: "...?!"

Song Yuge waved his hand and said, "By the way, remember to add some sea water, otherwise the fish will die."

The silence was deafening.

[…This woman, is she a treasure chest? She reaches into her pockets and, like magic, everything comes out.]

Goodbye. Even if she pulls out a golden cudgel from her pocket one day, I won't be surprised.

[This is hilarious. So why did you use your own face-washing bucket in the first place? Wouldn't a bag be better?]

Zhuang Yumian also asked this question.

Song Yuge looked at her in confusion, "Fuck, I forgot."

Zhuang Yumian almost couldn't hold it in: "..."

She pursed her lips to suppress her laughter, "This... should still be usable after washing it?"

Song Yuge had no expression.

The few of them were not too greedy and just filled half a bag and called it a day.

Wen Qingyan caught small crabs along the way, although they were only the size of a palm.

He came to Song Yuge carrying half a bag of crabs, "Sister-in-law..."

Then he met Wen Yuan's slightly deadly gaze.

Wen Qingyan almost couldn't hold it in, and choked back his words. He quickly asked, "Teacher Song, can you make crabs?"

After asking, he didn't dare to look at Wen Yuan.

Song Yuge was stunned. "You picked up some crabs?"

"Yes." He handed over the bag, which was indeed full of various small crabs. "Can I do it?"

Song Yuge nodded. "Of course. Do you like spicy or stir-fried?"

Wen Qingyan sniffed subconsciously, "Can I have both?"

Zhou Yili and the others beside him nodded silently.

Song Yuge looked at their spoils and said, "Okay, let's make some fish soup tonight to warm ourselves up, and then stir-fry the octopus and crab. Let the clams spit out the sand overnight, and then we can make seafood porridge for everyone tomorrow."

Xici swallowed his saliva and asked, "How can you eat so many dishes?"

Song Yuge smiled, "Of course."

Zhuang Yumian was so moved by the names of the dishes that she almost cried, "Wow, Yuge, thank goodness you're here, otherwise we'd all be starving."