Scientific Travel

Seeing that neither of them wanted to continue the discussion, Feifei suggested that they call it a day.

But the two of them acted as if they hadn't heard him and remained rooted to the spot.

Feifei raised her voice, trying to get their attention. "I said! Let's break up! Did you hear me?"

"Noisy!"

Suddenly a loud shout drew their attention, and they were no longer oblivious to what was happening around them.

Deng Yin pushed open the door, his face grim. "I heard you all arguing as soon as I got back. If you keep arguing, go outside and argue! You're all acting like you're sick in the head."

When Gao Ruizhe saw Deng Yin return, he excitedly ran to her. "You..."

Gao Ruizhe had barely uttered a word when Deng Yin interrupted him. "What do you mean, 'you'? I didn't hire you to go out for walks every day. You never cook, you're out all day, and then you come back and start arguing. Is your mouth rented out? Are you in a hurry to return it?"

Compared to Gao Ruizhe, Wei Wujiang's reaction was much calmer, her eyes flashing with an unreadable light.

Deng Yin saw him staring at him and scolded, "And you, what are you looking at? A patient should act like a patient. What are you running around for every day? If you die out there, who will I ask for my compensation from?"

Following the order, Feifei should be the next one to be scolded, since he was the loudest just now.

But by scolding these two people, Feifei discovered a pattern: if you don't speak or make eye contact, you won't be scolded.

Feifei lowered her head, hiding half of her body behind Wei Wujiang.

Unfortunately, it's not very useful.

Deng Yin put one hand on his waist and pointed at Fei Fei with the other. "And you, why are you hiding? I could tell just now that you were the loudest! You're so young and you're not learning anything good, you're just like your brother, always talking like a loudspeaker."

Gao Ruizhe was caught in the crossfire and became an innocent bystander.

Could it be that Deng Yin doesn't like the cheerful and lively type that's most popular these days?

After scolding Deng Yin, he felt much better and went back to his room to take another nap.

Only after the door was closed did they dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

Gao Ruizhe and Wei Wujiang didn't react much to the scolding. Gao Ruizhe was skilled at getting along with girls and knew that Deng Yin was just grumpy when she woke up and didn't mean any harm.

Wei Wujiang was completely oblivious to the insults Deng Yin had just hurled at him; he simply assumed Deng Yin was concerned for him.

The world where Fei Fei was injured was achieved.

He was the most enthusiastic one when discussing how to save Deng Yin, and he was also the one who got the worst scolding when he woke Deng Yin up.

Feifei's round face scrunched up, and her eyebrows looked like an earthworm cut in half, trying hard to stick together.

Bad woman!

Despite cursing Deng Yin in her heart, Fei Fei moved slowly, almost stealthily, just to avoid making a sound.

The three of them were starving after a long day, but they didn't dare to even let their stomachs growl for fear of waking Deng Yin.

This couldn't go on. Gao Ruizhe and Feifei went to the warehouse, took two fish, and tiptoed out of the yard. They didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief until they were sure Deng Yin couldn't hear them.

The two gathered a pile of firewood, thinking of making some grilled fish. Just as they started the fire, they saw Wei Wujiang arrive carrying a bunch of things and two fish.

Now that they were both in the same boat, Gao Ruizhe had no hostility towards him at all, and even moved aside to make room for him.

The three of them didn't say a word and silently grilled the fish.

Feifei is not strong enough, so when grilling the fish, she placed the wooden stick too low. When she took it out, the outside was already burnt, but the inside was still raw.

Wei Wujiang handed the grilled fish in her hand to Feifei, and then picked up another skewered fish to grill.

Feifei glanced at Wei Wujiang, said nothing, and silently ate her grilled fish.

Wei Wujiang clearly has a lot of experience grilling fish; it's grilled to perfection and sprinkled with seasonings, giving it a unique flavor.

In comparison, Gao Ruizhe's grilled fish seemed unremarkable, consisting only of scaled fish and gutted fish.

Gao Ruizhe handed the grilled fish to Wei Wujiang. "You grill it for me."

Wei Wujiang continued sprinkling seasonings without stopping. "Your grilled fish is already cooked; it'll burn if you grill it any longer."

Gao Ruizhe took the fish back from his hand and took a big bite.

The fishy smell filled his mouth instantly, and Gao Ruizhe couldn't help but spit out the fish with a yelp.

Feifei's good appetite was ruined by him, and she was caught in a dilemma: whether to eat the fish in her hand or not.

He looked at Gao Ruizhe with a look of disgust.

This time, Gao Ruizhe wasn't pretending not to see it; he genuinely didn't see it.

I was completely absorbed in the pungent smell of the fish. Although I spat it out, the taste still lingered in my mouth.

Wei Wujiang's usually unchanging expression suddenly turned ugly, her brows furrowed, and her hand froze in place.

The internal struggle lasted only three seconds before he handed the grilled fish to Gao Ruizhe, saying, "You eat it."

Gao Ruizhe, having achieved his goal, quickly took a big bite of the fish that Wei Wujiang had grilled.

Well, it tastes so much better than what he makes, it's like he used different ingredients.

There was absolutely no fishy smell, and the seasoning was just right—neither too salty nor too bland. By not using strong-flavored seasonings, the original flavor of the fish was preserved.

Of course, the "taste" refers to its freshness, not its fishiness.

Feifei also lost her appetite and handed the grilled fish she had barely touched to Gao Ruizhe. "This one's for you too."

The two, who had experienced the same thing, looked at each other and found a mutual sympathy in each other's eyes.

Since they had no appetite and there was no point in staying there any longer, they went home together.

The journey home wasn't short, and the two didn't exchange a single word.

However, when walking side by side, the distance between them becomes closer.

Sparks flew high in the courtyard as Deng Yin set up a large pot over the fire. The pot he set up was quite interesting.

The top part is a round iron sheet, hollow in the middle, just enough to hold a pot. There's another iron sheet around the outside, placed vertically and extending to the ground, which supports the entire frame.

This iron plate serves more than just to support the frame. There is a large notch on one side of the iron plate, which allows you to put charcoal in without lifting the entire frame when the lit charcoal brazier goes out.

The pot is also different from ordinary pots; it is made of iron, with a three-centimeter-long iron plate extending outwards from the opening on top.

The extended part of the pot can be placed on the hollow circular iron plate on the iron rack, which ensures that the pot will not fall even when it is suspended in the air.

The round iron plate of the rack is quite large; even after excluding the three-centimeter extension of the iron plate that overlaps with the pot, there is still twenty centimeters of space. This space can be used to place plates and bowls.

This thing was an idea proposed by Deng Yin, who then had it made by the best blacksmith in the city.

Because the process was so complicated, it took a full month to complete, and I just received it today.