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Lea originally wanted to find more of it back for Gu Mengmeng next year since she liked this chili so much. That way, he could help her accomplish more tasks.

But since Mengmeng wanted to transplant…then let’s transplant. As long as this could make her happy, anything would do.

So, even if Elvis and Lea found no need to transplant, since Gu Mengmeng liked it, they naturally would not have any reason to oppose.

This matter was then set for the time being. Gu Mengmeng let Lea hang the fish, that she did not have enough time to preserve, on a tree outside the cave while she started a fire and boiled water with Elvis.

“Elvis, ginger slices.” Gu Mengmeng stood next to the pot and instructed.

Elvis sliced two pieces of ginger with his fingernails proficiently and gave it to Gu Mengmeng before sitting aside to look on.

Yeah, this was the only task Gu Mengmeng allowed him to do when he cooked.

Before Lea headed outside the cave with the two fish that Gu Mengmeng did not preserve in time, he asked Gu Mengmeng, “They’ve turned so hard already, can they still be eaten?”

Gu Mengmeng took the fish and clashed them together playfully. When the icicles drop off the fish, Gu Mengmeng chuckled and turned to ask Elvis, “Hubby, can your claws…cut the frozen fish?”

Elvis took the fish from Gu Mengmeng and looked at her unhappily. Then, he grabbed her hand and pulled it to his waist, saying, “This thing is too cold, don’t hold it yourself next time.”

Gu Mengmeng smiled sweetly, responding to him.

Elvis’s right hand evolved into sharp claws which he used to slash the frozen fish. The fish was sliced cleanly into thin slices, like a tofu being cut open by a small knife.

The important point was…every slice of fish meat was as thick as the ginger slices Elvis had cut.

Gu Mengmeng stared with her mouth agape and she shook her head in disbelief while clapping along. Upon seeing Elvis turn his head to look at her, she could not help but extend two thumbs up at him, praising him “Hubby, you’re too f***ing awesome. I won’t dare to pull your ear in the future or else you might go out of control and scratch me…touchwood.”

Elvis retracted his sharp claws and evolved his hand back to its long and fair form. He poked Gu Mengmeng’s forehead and said, “I’ll never use my claws and sharp fangs on you. Don’t worry for nothing.”

Gu Mengmeng smiled in an attempt to fawn Elvis over. “You’re right, you’re right. Hubby loves me the most~mua~”

Elvis smiled and accepted Gu Mengmeng’s exaggerated compliment. No matter how many times he heard it, it’s always useful.

Gu Mengmeng divided the washed chili into pieces and threw them into the pot to cook. Smacking her lips, she said, “We won’t be able to cook the fish fillets in hot chilli oil nicely without the pixian county bean paste. Let’s just eat hotpot today.”

As Gu Mengmeng said, she flipped through Lea’s packet of herbs. She found some aniseed and cinnamon but there was nothing else to cook a hotpot. Thus, after informing Lea, she threw those two seasonings into the pot. After that, she called Elvis over to head to the deeper part of the cave, where they stored their preserved meat, together with her. She found two meat with bones and asked Elvis to remove the meat, then chop the bones into smaller pieces to act as a soup base for the hotpot.

After the seductive aroma- that the thick bone soup gave off- wafted into Gu Mengmeng’s nose, she started putting the fish meat into the pot. She used the long chopsticks, that Elvis specially made for her, to stir the soup before sending a piece of fish meat into her mouth. The fish was caught by her chopsticks when it was the most fresh and juicy. Despite the cold weather feeling as if they were trapped in a freezing ice storeroom, it did not affect the freshness of the fish meat even the slightest bit at all. On the contrary, it added a tight chewy texture to the meat. The fish meat sled into her stomach and the spicy feeling increased Gu Mengmeng’s appetite instantly. She licked her lips and started indulging in the delicacy, as if the blood in her entire body was boiling too.