"Mom, do the people in the mountains eat meat every day? " Liang Meifen asked.
Zhao Guihua glanced at her, and rebuked, "What a sweet dream you're having! That's impossible. There weren't this many game animals in the mountains a few years ago. Even if there are now, do you think everyone can catch them?" She felt that most people couldn't.
That would take a class leader.
As Zhao Guihua chatted, she was far from idle. She processed the fish they had caught, gutted them and sprinkled salt on them, ready to dry under the sun. It is often the case that work goes smoothly when one has a plan. For this trip to the mountain, she even brought salt, anticipating that they might catch some fish.
And indeed, the salt was put to use.
Age does bring wisdom!
"Mum," Zhuang Zhixi suddenly spoke up, "I've heard that some people use fish guts as bait. I wonder if it works well. We could give it a try."
