Bai Junjun's words made everyone hurry to focus on the task at hand.
They no longer had any pots or pans, making it impractical to cook fish soup as before, since they didn't have a pot.
However, grilling the fish was too conspicuous, as once they started grilling, the aroma could probably reach Biluo, let alone the people ahead, who would surely follow the scent right to them.
But such issues posed no problem for the wilderness survival experts of the Qiu family.
Qiu Da went to the riverbank and picked some unidentifiable green leaves to wrap the three fish, while Lao Er and Lao San also gathered a pile of wet clay from the riverbank.
Then the three of them worked together to thickly cover the fish with the wet clay.
While they did this, Old Uncle Qiu was setting up a stove to start a fire, and Madam Liu was gathering firewood with several children.
The division of labor was clear, and in no time, the fish were in the fire, roasting.
