The fourteen people were divided into two groups. One group went to the stream to pick up fish, and the other group set up a grill by the side of the stream. When the fire was ready, the people who picked up the fish had already cleaned up the fish's internal organs and put them into a trash bag.
After the fish was finished, everyone began to roast the fish. Thus, the question came:
They can't roast fish!
Everyone looked at each other, feeling like weeping but had no tears.
"Let me do it." The simple and emotionless words of John were like the sounds of nature in the eyes of everyone.
"John, do you know how to roast fish? !" Everyone's surprise was true, which meant that before this, no one knew that John had this "special skill".
John nodded and put the fish on the grill one by one.
While waiting for the fish to be cooked, the others chatted from all directions, and time passed quickly. The expression on John's face was still cold, but he didn't stop what he was doing: to remove the smell, add spices, and turn the fish body to heat it evenly. Every step would be neat and efficient only when he was experienced.
Soon, the fish was cooked. Vincent tore off a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. Immediately, his mouth was full of fragrance.
"I didn't expect that John would do this. John, you really hide yourself well." He greeted them, "Come on, everyone. Don't be so polite. Just eat whatever you want. "
Lydia teased him with a smile, "Vincent, you didn't catch the fish or roast it. Why are you the master now?"
Vincent also smiled, "it's up to you."
The crowd burst into laughter. While eating the fish, Clare looked up at the sky above her through the leaves. White clouds were blossoming on the sapphire blue sky, making people feel comfortable and beautiful.
She lowered her head and smiled gently. It seemed to be a good decision to come to S City.
At half past nine in the evening. In the study of Yang family.
Sitting on the chair, Carl stared at the computer and kept typing on the keyboard. Sitting opposite him, John looked through the relevant documents of the meeting. Occasionally, he took up a pen and marked the key points on a piece of paper with two "brush". Then she took it out and handed it to Carl, who wore a faint smile that was rarely seen in front of outsiders.
When it was ten o'clock, Carl finally stopped what he was doing. He rubbed between his eyebrows to relax himself.
John stood up, poured him a glass of water and said, "drink some water."
"Thank you." Carl took the water and took a sip. He looked up at John and said seriously, "thank you."
"You're welcome." John also looked at him with undisguised concern in her eyes, "Don't bear it alone. There are a lot of things that I and Brain can help you share."
"I know." Carl smiled, "so I brought you here to help today, didn't I?" He looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's so late. Don't go back today. I'll ask someone to prepare a guest room for you."
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