"We're back!"
The squad leader stepped into the camp and happily greeted the students of the left-behind group who were busy in the center of the camp.
"Oh, monitor."
"Welcome back, monitor."
"I'm home."
Unfortunately, the patrol team came back earlier than expected. At this time, everyone was busy handling ingredients or processing staple foods. When they saw them near the center of the camp, they said hello hastily, and then everyone went about their own business. Went, not to mention the fishing team and the fish-killing team who were far away by the river, completely blocked by the sound of water flow and the noise of the two captive tents, and could not hear the movement in the camp.
It seems that the return of the squad leader and others is a bit unfair. The smile on Lu Daiqing's face stiffened slightly, and he was worried about whether he would be able to manage these guys who seemed obedient but actually had their own way of doing things in the next three years.
"Ahem..." The squad leader cleared his throat, pretending that this embarrassing episode didn't exist. He turned to look at Mandy and others: "Mandy, let everyone put the storage boxes in the same place, Nancy, Aino Classmates, please invite these people to sit down in the camp, Cheng Kai! Xiaoxian!"
The squad leader called the other two roommates and they went to the tent and didn't know what they were doing.
"Please, please."
At this moment, Aino and Nancy also put away their usual cool or fun-loving demeanor. They stood on either side, one on the left and the other on the right, greeting the few people who were stunned by the scene in front of them. Several unfamiliar faces appeared from behind the two of them, making the busy people in the camp stunned, and then continued to lower their heads and go about their work.
No matter what, the class leaders and people from the Tongue Club will handle it.
Several strangers were led by Aino and Nancy to the seats that had been prepared in the morning. The chairs were temporarily loaned by tents, and the tables were made temporarily. It was not difficult at all. You could use the outer armor to move a few large rocks, and then Use a compression laser cutter or the like to smooth the surface, then clean the dirt, moss, etc. on the surface of the stone, and you can make do with it. It's not that the squad leader and Fu Chengkai were not attracted by the table where ingredients and dishes were placed in the center of the camp, but the members of the left-behind group of Class 8 who were "overheard" outside the tent when they were preparing to propose a plan collectively protested. After all, there were only a few long tables. I'm used to using it every day. It would be troublesome to clean it up if it was withdrawn. Today's plan is just temporary. If it really comes to fruition, wouldn't it be Class 8 itself who uses the table? Moving things around and making a mess is indeed a big deal for modern people with mild mysophobia.
The guests sat down at the stone dining table. The people in the pastry team were chopping wild vegetables or making noodles in front of the long table. The cook on the side was taking out the plates from the pot and bringing out the white steamed buns and steamed buns. Then put it into a large empty lunch box placed in the center of the camp (kindly sponsored by Kagawa). The chicken killing team went in and out of the crowd. The people who went out were holding four chickens in their hands, and the people who were coming back were holding... what the hell? The chicken that had shed its feathers shocked everyone: What is this? Then I saw them taking these white meat-like objects to the long table opposite the pastry team, picking up the compression laser cutter and skillfully opening the intestines and removing the internal organs. The movements were smooth and smooth in the eyes of the guests, but The blood-red cross-section and internal organs scared everyone so much that if they weren't able to withstand stress well, they would have vomited it out on the spot.
"This classmate," the girl wearing glasses looked at Nancy who was serving drinking water to the guests, and asked timidly: "You... what are you classmates in your class doing?"
The scene was so terrifying that the guests were so frightened that they subconsciously changed their names to honorifics.
"I'm making lunch. Because I have to entertain you all at noon today, I made some more. If you can't finish it, you can borrow a few lunch boxes from the president of the Tongue Club to pack them back." Nancy said as she helped her Indicated the direction of Kagawa.
oh? The president of Tongue Club? Is it the one from one of the two newly formed clubs in the school?
Curiosity temporarily replaced fear, and several guests looked in the direction of Kagawa.
At this time, Xiangchuan was instructing Liang Gong and others to take the things they picked in the morning to the river to wash, and she was holding in her hand what she had just picked up from the chicken coop - a nest of eggs.
The hen laying eggs in the chicken pen was mentioned during breakfast this morning by the students in the left-behind group who were responsible for handling the chicken. Xiangchuan was stunned for a moment before he realized: Yes, they can lay eggs. On the first day of setting up the chicken pen, Xiangchuan really couldn't think of a way to solve the problem of chicken feed, so he had to break off all the wild fruits and vegetables he picked while picking mushrooms and feed them to the chickens. Although it was a drop in the bucket, it made sure that the chickens were not hungry. Later, after getting the whole box of wild vegetables and Xiangchuan starting to make steamed buns and steamed buns, the chickens in the chicken pen finally improved their food. The broken leaves and vegetable stems that were cleaned up while washing vegetables and the steamed buns that were accidentally dropped on the floor were lucky. Become their meal. Later, Xiangchuan slapped his head: Don’t chickens need to eat only vegetables and grains? Wouldn't it be better to eat solid food? So all the compressed solid food that was originally intended to be given to the prisoners was pounded into powder, mixed with a small amount of water to form a paste, and watched as the chickens in the chicken pen ate happily, finally solving the problem of chicken feed. question.
When the chickens had eaten and drank enough, they would naturally have time to lay eggs. Xiangchuan took advantage of the gap between changing the food bowls to quickly take out the eggs from their weed nests. The empty food boxes were already there when she walked out of the chicken pen. Layer several layers of eggs.
"Take the eggs to the river and wash them. Wash off the chicken manure on them. Be careful not to break the eggshells." Xiangchuan handed the food box to a girl from the left-behind group.
The girl who took the food box and the surrounding left-behind group members all looked at her with admiration: She was able to escape from the chicken pen! They even took out the eggs! so amazing!
The main reason is that everyone will be pecked a few times by chickens when feeding them, which is a bit scary for some students who rarely have direct contact with livestock. Even students whose families are engaged in animal husbandry still have lingering fears about the pecks and attacks from chickens. So Xiangchuan, who had the courage to run into the chicken coop and even take out the eggs, was like a hero in their eyes at this moment, but...
Aino, who happened to leave the guest seat and come to get some noodles for the reception, saw Xiangchuan planning to walk directly towards the long table, and quickly stopped her: "President, do you want us and the guests to have chicken feather meal for lunch today?"
"Ah?" Xiangchuan was stunned, and when he looked down, he realized the problem: he was covered in chicken droppings and feathers. No wonder the classmate who just took the lunch box ran so fast... "If you notice it, just tell me -"
Xiangchuan complained loudly and rushed towards the river. Then everyone in the camp could see from a distance that this man rushed directly into the river to pick up a lot of water splashes, causing a commotion by the river. After a while, he rushed back in a hurry, My hair was as wet as a water ghost, so I went straight to the tent to wipe my hair.
The guests were dumbfounded by this sequence, and Nancy said leisurely: "Just get used to it. This president is usually so straightforward. After the competition is over, you may not be able to avoid dealing with her in school."
(End of chapter)
