"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.
