At the time, she had only skimmed through the video and vaguely learned the steps.
In truth, she did not know how to weave slippers.
Now that the bamboo strips were prepared, she attempted to weave them based on however much she could remember from the video. She made a lot of mistakes and had to undo the weaving several times...
By the time Jungkook returned, the sun had already set and Lisa had completed a bamboo basket.
A hint of admiration flashed past his eyes. "My wife, how many more surprises do you have for me?"
She lifted her brows. "You're surprised just like that?"
She sighed twice.
He placed the pile of crabs down and watched her in heartache. "Why did you sigh?"
Was it because she had landed on an uninhabited island with him and had grown sick of the poor living conditions here?
He needed to take her away from this place!
She smiled. "You're a CEO with billions in wealth yet you praised a small basket of mine. This basket is so ugly. It can only be used to carry items. If another woman managed to come up with something more beautiful, wouldn't you be..."
It turned out that she had sighed over his praise. He caressed her long hair lovingly. "There isn't anyone else here. But even if there were others, I wouldn't take a single glance at them."
She lifted her chin and took in his stern features. His gaze was serious and he did not seem to be joking in the slightest.
Lisa understood his feelings all too well. She was deeply moved and nodded.
"Wait for me here." Jungkook stood up and left the shed. He headed into the forest.
"Don't go too far," She raised her voice to say. It was getting dark and it wasn't safe to go into the forest.
Even if he was sufficiently alert and well-trained, she could not help but worry.
When the sky was completely dark, Jungkook returned with an enormous, dried tree trunk and a large rock. He tossed them outside the shed.
Soon after, he brought several tree branches and a bunch of dried grass into the shed.
Lisa watched as he searched for several rocks nearby. He laid them on the ground, twenty centimeters apart to make a simple fire pit. He then placed the twigs and dried grass which he had found in the center of the fire pit.
Finally, he picked a relatively big branch and placed it in the center. He dug a hole with the surgical knife and inserted another branch into it.
He then twisted the twig between his palms, causing it to rub against the branch it was lodged into.
He gradually increased his strength as he did so.
Lisa watched his actions and belatedly realized that he was attempting to make fire!
It was a pity that it was extremely difficult to produce fire with this method.
He spent nearly thirty minutes but could not ignite a single spark.
She saw that his palms were covered in blisters and could not help but speak up in heartache. "Hubby, forget it. It's cold in the evening and it's difficult to make a fire. Why don't we try again tomorrow afternoon? It'll be much easier when the weather is hot."
"It's precisely because it's cold in the evening that we have to make a fire now." He did not give up and continued persisting without a change in expression. It was as though he could not feel the pain in his palms.
She understood that he was stubborn and did not persuade him any further.
He glanced at her in pain. "My wife, you should eat the crabs raw first. It'll be very late if we wait to cook the food."
"It's alright." She shook her head. "If there's fire, I would prefer to eat the food when it's cooked. I don't wish to eat anything raw again."
"Wait a little while longer, then." He understood that it wasn't good for her to eat too much raw food as the food could contain bacteria.
It would be troublesome if they fell sick. They only did it due to the lack of options previously.. Now, however, he would not allow his wife to eat any more raw food besides fruits and vegetables!