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"Squeak squeak…"

Wukong lay on the reef and looked at the fish in the water. He spoke to reassure Zhou Ye that he understood.

The experience of falling into the water was still vivid in his mind. The feeling of drowning was really impressive. As the smartest monkey, he would not be stupid again.

Zhou Ye was relieved after hearing Wukong's reply. Through the Elvish Language skill, Zhou Ye could feel that Wukong wasn't trying to fool him. It really wouldn't enter the water.

After warming up, Zhou Ye began to swim towards the deep water area. It was the low tide period now. The wind was gentle and the waves were small. It was a good time to dive.

Zhou Ye swam to the deep water area and took a deep breath. He dived into the water and dived to the bottom.

Zhou Ye dived all the way to the bottom of the sea before he opened one of his eyes. As the salt content in the sea was very high, it was very irritating to his eyes. Zhou Ye tried his best to keep his eyes closed.

Using the weak light, he checked the situation at the bottom of the sea and found his target. Zhou Ye immediately swam towards his target.

During the process of diving, Zhou Ye would occasionally use his eyes to check the situation. The seawater was too stimulating to his eyes.

In this short period of time, Zhou Ye's eyes were already hurting.

Zhou Ye couldn't help but increase his speed. He plucked a long strand of seaweed and swam towards the surface of the water.

Zhou Ye took a deep breath when he surfaced. He returned to the shore and washed the seaweed in his hand.

Wukong, who had been waiting by the shore, saw Zhou Ye holding a long piece of water grass in his hand. He pointed at Zhou Ye and squeaked. He laughed at Zhou Ye.

"You monkey, what do you know? Let me tell you, this is seaweed. It tastes very delicious.”

However, Zhou Ye's explanation didn't stop Wukong from mocking him. Instead, it intensified.

Wukong mocked Zhou Ye for being stupid. He actually treated a piece of seaweed as a delicacy. It was even worse than a monkey like him.

After all, although the golden monkey also ate leaves in its diet, leaves were only used to satisfy its hunger when food was scarce. The real delicacy was still those delicious wild fruits.

"What do you know? I'll make some seaweed fish soup later. Don't eat it.”

Zhou Ye couldn't be bothered to explain to Wukong. How could a monkey know the benefits of seaweed?

The earliest condiment, gourmet powder, was a kind of gourmet powder extracted from seaweed. Even the profound Chinese cuisine was overshadowed by gourmet powder. This showed how delicious gourmet powder was.

Zhou Ye packed up the seaweed and brought Wukong to the campsite. The man and the monkey bickered along the way.

The audience in the livestream didn't know what seaweed was. When they heard that Zhou Ye wanted to use this seaweed to make soup, they started discussing again.

"Is this seaweed really edible? Why do I feel that it's so unreliable?”

"This streamer doesn't lack food. Why would she think of using seaweed to make soup?”

"I don't know. Maybe this seaweed is really as delicious as the host said?”

In this technologically advanced world, humans no longer had to worry about food. The advancement of science and technology would inevitably bring about an abundance of resources, and the number of edible ingredients was even more uncountable.

Now that humans did not have to worry about food and clothing, what they pursued was the quality of food. Higher nutrition and more delicious taste were the first choices for humans.

In addition, the convenient high-energy food occupied most of the dining tables in human society. If they wanted any flavor of food, they just had to check it on the machine. There was no need for humans to make it themselves.

Only those greedy old gluttons would eat the delicacies carefully cooked by chefs, but that was only to satisfy their own appetite.

No one had any concept of ingredients, let alone seaweed. In their eyes, it was just seaweed.

In everyone's understanding, seaweed was just seaweed and could not be eaten at all.

Ignoring the audience's discussion about seaweed, Zhou Ye brought Wukong back to the campsite. He poured the cooled water in the clay pot into a few empty coconut shells.

When he was distributing the water, Zhou Ye could already feel that it was inconvenient to store water in the coconut shell. He put the water container in his heart and prepared to solve this problem.

He emptied the clay pot and placed it back on the stove. He placed the fish that he had cleaned up yesterday into the clay pot, added water, and lit the bonfire to make the fish soup.

When the water in the clay pot began to boil, he added the sliced seaweed into it, controlled the fire in the stove, and started to simmer slowly on a small fire.

He used palm leaves as a lid and covered the pot. Zhou Ye wanted to add some charcoal to the stove.

The flame of charcoal fire was stable and burned for a long time. With the clay pot, the fish soup cooked by charcoal fire was better than open fire.

As time passed, the fragrance in the pot became stronger and stronger. Wukong, who had always been disdainful of the seaweed soup, had calmed down. He sat beside Zhou Ye and looked at the pot with eager eyes.

"Squeak squeak…"

Wukong drooled and asked when he could start eating.

"Humph! Who was the one who said that seaweed couldn't be eaten? Why was he so impatient now?”

Zhou Ye was pleased with himself when he saw Wukong's desire.'I made a monkey look down on seaweed. Now you know the benefits of seaweed, right?'

Faced with Zhou Ye's question, Wukong could only try to please him. He was afraid that Zhou Ye wouldn't let him eat this delicious fish soup.

"The heat isn't right yet. We have to wait a little longer. Is this soup good? Not only did it depend on the quality of the ingredients, but it also depended on the heat. Only when the heat was right could the delicious fish soup be made.”

Zhou Ye said to Wukong as he looked after the fire.

In fact, he was not angry at first. He was just teasing Wukong. If he did not let this monkey suffer a little, how could he make it obedient?

When the fish soup in the clay pot started to turn white, Zhou Ye used the stone axe to split a coconut and poured the coconut juice into the fish soup.

Because there were no seasonings, the fishy smell of the fish was especially strong. It did not feel much when it was grilled fish, but when it was used to stew soup, the fishy smell was more obvious.

Zhou Ye added the coconut juice to neutralize the fishy smell of the fish. The fish soup that was stewed this way was even more delicious and had a hint of coconut fragrance.

When the fish soup turned completely milky white, the fragrance assailed his nostrils.

Zhou Ye used the crushed coconut shell as a spoon and took a bite. Although there was no salt, the sea fish and seaweed had a little salt. Although the taste was light, it was indeed not bad.

When Wukong saw Zhou Ye's expression of enjoyment, he started to look impatient. He wanted to go forward and grab the fish in the pot.

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