Phi-Fic Chapter 130 Becomes Transparent
Chapter 130 Becomes Transparent
Grandma took the net bag and counted the fish inside. Seeing them jumping around, she couldn't help but feel happy. She said, "You brought back so many, all big ones! Have you completed your task for today?"
"Well, yours is done too."
After scanning the identification code, the staff asked whether the other person's fish would also be counted on hers. Anjiu nodded and handed over a total of 60 kilograms of fish.
The fire was finally lit. Looking at the gray smoke going out through the space pipe, the faint blue light was like a colored line reflected on the edge.
Anjiu hopes it can be lighter, preferably a transparent color.
Wait, she blinked, and the color of the space seemed to be really getting lighter, just as she thought, gradually turning into a transparent color!
Could it be any deeper?
The color of the space gradually deepened until it returned to its original light blue color and could not get any darker.
Anjiu doesn’t understand the meaning of color depth for now, but for now, transparent color is undoubtedly the most helpful color for her!
"Grandma, come here for a moment."
Grandma was cleaning the fish. When she heard her voice, she put down her clothes and came over.
"what happened?"
"Grandma, reach out and see if you can touch the cigarette." An Jiu swallowed.
This was an idea that had just popped into her mind, and she could test it through her grandmother to see if it was feasible.
Grandma didn't understand why, but she reached out anyway.
Anjiu's heart suddenly tightened.
The transparent space channel cannot be seen by the naked eye. If you can't touch it——
"Why does this smoke look strange?"
An Jiu stood up and asked nervously, "What's strange?"
Grandma's hand had already reached into the smoke, and it had passed through the space, so why would it feel strange?
"It just feels..." Grandma racked her brains to form the right words, "It feels like the smoke is like mud under the water, slippery and greasy, but I can't catch it. Smoke shouldn't be like this."
Anjiu grabbed it and found that it was just as his grandmother said, a very, very soft mud. However, this feeling seemed particularly strange when combined with the ethereal gray smoke.
"Is there something wrong with this dry firewood?" grandma guessed.
"Maybe, but just let it float outside and don't inhale it into your lungs." An Jiu answered casually. Grandma was busy cleaning the fish just now and didn't notice the change in color of the space. There was no need to explain it clearly one by one now.
Grandma looked at the direction of the smoke in a daze, thought she was right, and turned back to take care of the fish.
Anjiu used the rain outside the window to rub the wet clothes again, wrung them out, and hung them on a chair, slowly drying them under the heat of the fire.
There is also a lunch box filled with water on the fire. After it boils, it is poured into the red bucket, and the high temperature is used to kill the soil bacteria and possible insect eggs inside.
Anjiu's cold body gradually warmed up.
At this time Ji Zhenzhen also came with two sets of dry clothes in her hands. She threw them to Anjiu as soon as they met, and then huddled by the fire, shivering to keep warm.
After a while, a small puddle of water gathered under her feet.
Anjiu gave up the best position by the fire, picked up a set of dry clothes and put them on, and finally he no longer felt cold.
"Take off your wet clothes."
Seeing that she was having trouble taking off her clothes, An Jiu went over to help. Ji Zhenzhen's body was wet, and without her clothes, goose bumps were visible on her skin. She squatted down with her arms clasped, and stayed by the fire without moving.
Anjiu walked to the window, washed her clothes together, wrung them dry and hung them on the other side of the chair.
The water in the lunch box was also boiled. She used her clothes to hold her hands and poured the hot water into the small bowl and cup.
"Drink some water to warm it up. Be careful of the heat. Grandma, this bowl is for you."
It’s cold on rainy days, and drinking a bowl of hot water is definitely the most enjoyable thing.
The three of them held the bowls and cups, sipped the slightly cooler hot water from the edge, and swallowed it in one gulp. The heat wave radiated from the stomach to the whole body, and it felt like every pore opened up. It was so comfortable.
Ji Zhenzhen was conquered by the bowl of hot water and her eyes were filled with tears.
"I haven't had hot water for many years. I've long forgotten what it tastes like. Xiaojiu, I should have met you earlier!"
Anjiu held the cup of water and blew away the mist, "It's not too late now."
"Hehe, that's right." Ji Zhenzhen burst into laughter. After her body was dry, she pulled her clothes over and put them on. She reached into her pocket and took out two dry buns with black handprints on them.
"I exchanged these with Team Pu when I was helping them collect grass seeds a few days ago. Now they're just in use. Let's roast them over the fire and eat them together!"
Ji Zhenzhen excitedly put the steamed buns on the fire, muttering to herself, "Steamed buns, steamed buns, hot baked buns, my favorite baked buns..."
Anjiu knew that she must have brought all the steamed buns.
Although Ji Zhenzhen is a carefree person, sometimes easily impulsive and speaks bluntly, her good point is that she is generous, does not care about food and drink, and is willing to share.
In a social context like the Beehive, her strengths are enough to cover all her weaknesses.
Maybe this is why she is still alive.
"I just happened to have prepared a fish, Xiaojiu, I'll take it over and grill it for you guys to enjoy." The fish that grandma brought had been gutted and all the internal organs cleaned out.
In order to save space, the fish head is also broken off and placed next to the steamed buns for slow baking.
A bright orange flame came out of the small stove.
Anjiu said silently: "The stove should be made bigger."
Ji Zhenzhen: "I'll make you an iron one later. I've seen the structure of your stove. It's very simple. I'll collect some iron materials and make sure your wish comes true!"
The dry steamed buns are very easy to bake. If you turn them over a few times, they will turn brown and yellow all over. An Jiu got up to get the lunch box, and while Ji Zhenzhen wasn't paying attention, he took out a can of meat from the space.
I turned it over and looked at the label, it said pork ribs and soybeans.
She sat back down, opened the can, and naturally placed it on the stove to heat it up.
Ji Zhenzhen closed her eyes and felt drowsy. Suddenly, she raised her head and took two deep sniffs. She said, "I must be starving. I can actually smell the smell of meat. It smells so good. I can't open my eyes. If I open my eyes, the meat will disappear. I have experience in this matter... A little wine, a little wine!"
"Here, what's wrong?"
"Can you smell it? It smells so good, it's big meat, oooh, it smells so good that it makes me drool, sniff, please smell it a few more times, it will be gone soon, because I can't hold it any longer, this meat has become refined, it smells more and more fragrant, why is it so real this time?"
Anjiu found it funny, so he pinched her cheeks and pulled them, teasing her on purpose.
"If you help me realize my wish for a tin stove, I will help you realize your wish for meat. Do you agree?"
“Yes! You must agree!” Ji Zhenzhen stretched her nose and her eyelids trembled, but she refused to open them, for fear that her beautiful dream would fly away.
"As long as you let me eat meat, don't even mention the iron stove. If you tell me to go east, I won't go west! I'll bring you whatever you want! I'm good at beating people and scolding them!"