Chapter 472: Drinking fish soup is mostly a delightful thing.
The bamboo board was taken off the bonfire, still giving off billowing hot smoke.
Bi Fang used chopsticks made of twigs to pick up the crispy fish belly dregs from the oily surface, popping them into his mouth, exceptionally crispy and slightly bitter.
After letting the bamboo board cool down a bit, Bi Fang held it with his bare hands, took out a can of boiling water, and a few pieces of charcoal.
"What's most easily forgotten when traveling far from home or surviving in the wild is soap. Actually, it's very easy to make soap in the wilderness, and it's very important for maintaining hygiene, especially in life-or-death situations, where it's necessary to clean wounds."
Previously, Bi Fang had never made soap because it wasn't very useful to him, and there was no need for social interaction. One could be dirty, as no one would see anyone else.
But in the rainforest, personal hygiene becomes crucial, as not being clean can be fatal.