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Chapter 83 Fighting "Wild Boar"

A big fat pig weighed a hundred catties. If Song Liyun carves out the bones and separates the meat in Baolinju, he will definitely not be able to hide it from Song Zhenping, so he thought of going up the mountain to hunt.

When Song Zhenping ate the sliced ​​and marinated meat, he couldn't tell whether it was a domestic pig or a wild boar.

As soon as he returned to Baolinju, Song Liyun picked up a hoe and hatchet and said that he would take Han Ming and Hei Jin to hunt.

She also said this usually, and Song Zhenping didn't object.

He also said before that he would go up the mountain to pick up acorns, but he didn't mention it again when he saw the hill of acorns in the cellar.

Now that Song Liyun was going hunting, he naturally wanted to go up the mountain to help.

As soon as the words came out, Song Liyun refused: Xiaoan can't go up the mountain, and needs someone to guard her at home.

Now that the servant Han Ming is here, there is no need for him to go up the mountain with his legs and feet.

Han Ming has been trying to survive in Suijin Town these years, and his understanding of the surrounding forests is no worse than that of Heijin.

With him and Hei Jin around, there will be no accidents.

Hei Jin didn't want to be separated from Xiao An, but his small arms couldn't twist his thighs, and after being threatened by Song Liyun, he could only obey obediently.

He didn't want to walk when he went out, so he squatted on the servant Han Ming's back, rolled his eyes and secretly stared at Song Liyun.

From Baolinju to the Taojin River, Song Liyun first jumped onto the single-plank bridge built several times to the sand pile in the river.

Pointing to a row of wooden sticks beside the water, he said to Han Ming, "Pick up the soaked acorns immediately and let them drip. They will be ready when we come back later."

At first, Song Liyun was still cooking and soaking acorns at home, but there were so many acorns that changing the water every day was hard work, so she simply put them in sacks and threw them into the river.

There are few people here, and ordinary people can't find acorns under the water.

Just throw it into the water and soak it for ten days, and then take it back after the bitterness dissipates.

Now that the river has formed thin ice, the last batch of acorns has been taken back, and we can only wait for the ice to break.

In just one day, Han Ming was already in admiration of the "Great Immortal"'s magical powers. Whatever Song Liyun said, he obediently carried out it.

With him at work, ten bags of acorns were quickly dragged out of the water to dry.

Once it was dealt with here, Song Liyun hurried up the mountain, even if he pretended to be hunting, he had to put on a show.

The grass in the mountain forest has been suppressed by the thin snow, and walking on the exposed ground is easier than before.

The place where Song Liyun picked up acorns before, even the leaves on the ground were scraped off, so naturally he couldn't go again.

Under Hei Jin's leadership, they soon found another acorn forest.

There are acorns here, and wild animals come to feed on them.

There are trails everywhere on the messy snow surface trampled by wild boars and wild sheep.

"Han Ming, go over there with Hei Jin to see if you can find a pheasant nest. I'll go this way."

Song Liyun looked around, and soon settled on a large mountain rock sheltered from the wind.

You just need to get Han Ming out of the way, it's very suitable to slaughter the pork by yourself.

Han Ming didn't doubt that he was there, and besides the black gold sitting on his neck, he had no choice but to obey.

Hei Jin yelled "Hou Hou", clapping his hands and urging his servant Han Ming to find the pheasant nest quickly, and it was going to be brought back to Xiao An to play.

After the monkeys left alone, Song Liyun walked to the side of the boulder, took out a broom and swept the dust and snow off the stone, and then took out the big fat pig.

According to the usual practice, the skin is directly removed from the belly, and the sharp knife moves between the flesh and bones, and soon becomes a large piece of bone and meat strips, piled up next to it.

In the past two months, the meat quality has not deteriorated in the slightest.

Fortunately, it's winter now, so you don't have to worry about it going bad if you put the meat outside.

Hei Jin took Han Ming around in the mountains and forests. The two experienced people followed the trail and found a brood of pheasants and a wild deer.

There is no Song Liyun watching here, Hei Jin is lazy and doesn't want to chase the deer.

I just dug out the chicken coop, grabbed two pheasants, and picked up a few eggs.

Hei Jin plucked the bright feathers on the pheasant and quacked, he had a present for Xiao An.

Han Ming was pale, flustered, and his fingers were trembling.

In the forest just now, he found a hidden trail.

Usually, the abundance of vegetation cannot be seen, but it will be covered by the thick snow in a few days.

Only at this time, the diluted thin snow covered the grass, and this once trampled road was exposed.

The road was very hidden, if Hei Jin hadn't been forced to look for pheasants, he certainly wouldn't have gone to a remote place.

Five years ago, the Dilu people suddenly appeared in Suijin Town, and everyone knew that they entered through the Huangsha River.

But no one knows where the group of bandits, who were more ferocious than the Dilu people, came from.

The Dilu people robbed money, food and people.

Slaves are wealth.

Therefore, the Dilu people did not kill casually.

As long as the Wu Dynasty people were brought back to the grassland, a strong male slave could be exchanged for two horses, three cows, or a herd of sheep.

Beautiful young women who can bear children are more popular than men in the trading arena.

But the bandits are different, they are not interested in people, in order to hide their whereabouts and not be arrested by the government, the bandits generally do not keep alive.

Five years have passed, and the bandits have disappeared, but this road still exists.

Han Ming stared at the deep dense forest, as if he saw those bandits running around screaming strangely, and the machetes raised high by those Dilu people.

He thought of the little widow again.

When she was caught, she looked in her direction without crying, but with empty eyes.

The little widow saw that she had been stabbed, and knew that she had fallen into the ditch.

She couldn't come over, and I couldn't save her.

No one knew, but because of guilt and hatred, Han Ming pretended to be a fool and stayed in Suijin Town all these years.

After Hei Jin plucked the chicken feathers, he picked a few shriveled jujubes from the tree and jumped back.

Han Ming also withdrew his thoughts.

Now that there is a guard in Suijin Town, the tragedy will not repeat itself, and there will be no bandits again.

When Han Ming and Hei Jin returned to the place where they broke up, Song Liyun had already packed the pork, pig bones, and unwashed pig internal organs in burlap bags.

Seeing the bloody boulder and the bag of pork, the restless Han Ming was stunned.

"Boss, you, where did you get the pork from?"

Han Ming picked up the meat strips, but there was no pig skin or head, and he didn't know what kind of pig it was.

Since it was shot on the mountain, it must be a wild boar, but I think this wild boar looks a little fat.

Song Liyun pointed to the stone covered with blood and flesh, and didn't care about his surprise: "I picked it up here!"

"Pick... pick up meat!" Han Ming's eyes straightened.

Is there something wrong with my ears, will anyone pick up fresh meat in this barren mountain?

Can?Have it?
Oh!Forget, this woman is not human!She is a demon!
Han Ming was instantly startled by his own thoughts, and hurried to look at Hei Jin, who is the demon.

But at this moment, what he saw was a little cutie who was holding dried dates and circling Song Liyun to please him, only to wag his tail.

Having one more person has advantages and disadvantages. Song Liyun's space is inconvenient to use casually.

This trip only took away pork, and the soaked porridge had to be thrown on the sand pile in the river.

(End of this chapter)