Interstellar greening master

C73

As Shu Shuishui worked, he provided commentary. “We’ll start by marinating with salt to enhance the flavor. Additionally, using scallions, ginger, and garlic can both enhance the freshness and remove any fishy smell. Gu Gu, do you want something sweet? You can also add a bit of honey, and then sprinkle some cooking wine. This will make the meat tender. Using pine charcoal is just right…”

Everyone ceased their movements, watching Shu Shuishui work. Even though the fish had yet to touch the fire, they seemed to already be able to smell the enticing aroma.

Liu Du’s frustration deepened. Couldn’t he have taken Shu Shuishui with him when he left? If he had taken him, would he have been beaten to death by his older brother first, or by Gu Langu first?

Ultimately, under the gaze of everyone present, Shu Shuishui meticulously threaded the specially prepared fish onto skewers. As he lifted one of the “huge” fish, Liu Po and the others couldn’t help but admire him. He truly was a mutated mouse—strong and, while a bit short in stature, couldn’t even reach the grill.

Despite his short stature, Shu Shuishui wasn’t concerned about his height at all. Just as Shu Shuishui was about to tiptoe, Gu Langu’s hand had already extended, and with perfect coordination, he took the prepared fish and placed it over the campfire.

Though Liu Po envied the situation, he didn’t want to bother a small mouse. However, this concern didn’t hold back Yu Jin. He vividly remembered the deliciousness of the small fish Shu Shuishui had caught earlier, the tiny piece that had ended up between his teeth. The power and courage of a food lover were boundless.

Facing Gu Langu’s gaze, Yu Jin managed to inch over to Shu Shuishui’s side. He suppressed the urge to tap his chef’s hat with his fingers and ingratiated himself with words. “Shui Shui, lovely Shui Shui, could you help me with a fish too? I can do your laundry for you—no, I can wash your feet!”

The crowd gave him disapproving looks, and Xie Feng was even more puzzled. When did Yu Jin become so cunning? What kind of exchange was foot washing for Shu Shuishui? There were plenty of people vying for such opportunities!

Almost instinctively, Shu Shuishui raised his tiny foot and examined it for a moment. He didn’t think his paw needed cleaning, but it wouldn’t hurt to give it a bit of polish. So, he nodded. “Sure, you can help me polish my claws, Mao Jin.”

Gu Langu lifted an eyebrow. “I can do it; I can be accurate down to the hundredth of a millimeter.”

Upon hearing this, Shu Shuishui’s eyes indeed brightened. “Sure!”

Yu Jin: “…”

Just as Yu Jin was racking his brain to come up with a different offer, the little dormouse had already approached with a series of quick footsteps. “Mao Jin, which one do you want?”

Yu Jin’s mood instantly soared, and he placed the fish he had already picked out in front of Shu Shuishui. Donning his chef’s hat, the little dormouse embarked once again on the process of exquisite cooking.

“I want mine to be mildly spicy~” Yu Jin declared, oblivious to all else.

Xie Feng endured for a while but finally couldn’t hold back. “Why is Shui Shui catering to this glutton? He’s absolutely insatiable.”

Lifting his head from his busy work, Shu Shuishui responded, “Xiao Feng Feng is pouting too. I really can’t handle you guys. Xiao Feng Feng, what flavor do you want?”

Xie Feng’s face turned crimson instantly. He didn’t remember pouting, but how could he refuse now? He honestly replied, “I want mine to be garlic-flavored~” Then he hesitated slightly and placed the fish he had already chosen beside Shu Shuishui.