Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 23 It's Easy to Be Satisfied
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Yun Buliu put the venison on the two bamboo poles, and the bamboo poles could not help but bend.Fortunately, the bamboo pole was thick enough to withstand the weight of the two or three hundred catties of venison.

He hung the deerskin on a bamboo pole to cool, and prepared to make a shelf later, and opened it to cool.

After it dries, sand is mixed with plant ash to remove the grease and meat scraps on it, and a piece of deerskin is simply and roughly completed.

Whether this kind of deerskin will be soft, Yun Buliu doesn't know.

Because he has no better way to make these hides.

As for the deer head, wait until night to process it slowly, especially the antlers on the antlers, this kind of wild antler is definitely a great tonic.

At this time, the little white snake ran to him again to beg for meat.

Hearing the rhythmic hissing sound, Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing.

He scraped off thin strips of venison with the wild boar's tusks and put them on the leaves. The little white snake walked to the edge of the leaves obediently and devoured the venison.

There is a lot of venison, and the bones and meat are at least two to three hundred catties.However, his food intake has increased significantly recently, and these two to three hundred catties of meat and bones are probably enough for him to ration for four to five days.

But it's enough to be able to eat all over the world,

It's a pity that there is no cauldron, otherwise he could still boil these deer bones in a cauldron.

Thinking of this, he looked at the big clay pot, got up, picked up the big pot, went to the lake to fill a pot of lake water, and put it on the stone stove.

He scraped out a deer rib with the wild boar's tusk, broke it off hard, and then broke the deer rib from the spine, and then poked the rib a few times with the wild boar's tusk.

He then found that the deer bone seemed very brittle in front of the wild boar's tusks, and he poked a few small holes easily.

He pushed hard along those small holes, and broke the rib in one fell swoop.

After breaking the deer ribs into three pieces, he inserted them into the clay pot, thought for a while, and threw a few pieces of venison into the pot.

Then he continued to scrape the meat, with a food intake of nearly twenty catties, it would take a long time to cook it alone.

Therefore, it is necessary to roast some with fire.

After the little white snake ate a few ounces of venison, it crawled to the small window of the bedroom by itself, and basked in the sun on its stomach.

After the water in the clay pot boiled, Yun Buliu scooped half of the bitter vegetables out of the cold water with chopsticks and put it into the clay pot.Slowly, the smell of meat wafted out of the cave, and the little hairball appeared in front of him like a bolt of lightning, squatting beside the stone stove, silently watching the bitter vegetable and venison soup in the clay pot.

Seeing the speed of this snack, Yun Buliu couldn't help smiling, and continued to scrape the venison with the wild boar's tusks, skewered it with bamboo sticks, and put it on the side of the campfire to roast.

When the smell of the meat in the clay pot completely dissipated, he poked the venison with his chopsticks, and when he felt that the meat was overcooked, he removed the stove and left the clay pot there to cool.

After cooling down for a while, he picked up the salt that was boiled yesterday and wrapped in leaves, picked some with chopsticks and put it into the meat, and then stirred it with a large spoon made of bamboo joints.

He put a little broth in a clay pot, tasted it, it was a bit bland for him.

But he was afraid that the little furball would not be able to stand the salty taste, so he didn't add any more salt.

He scooped up two spoonfuls of soup and two pieces of meat, put them in a clay pot, and put them in front of the little furball.

The little fur ball stretched out its fluffy little head, and poked into the clay pot, but was pushed back by the steam from the hot soup, and quickly retracted, watching Yun Bu stay aside and enjoying himself.

He picked up another clay pot, filled it with broth, meat, and bitter vegetables, dipped some salt with his chopsticks, and stirred it into the broth in his own pot.

When he blew on the hot soup and took a sip slowly, he showed a satisfied expression.

He found that it is really easy for people to be satisfied after living a life even worse than this.If it was put before, without MSG to enhance the freshness, he would not even want to taste this kind of broth.

But now, he just thinks that this is the most delicious food he has ever eaten in this world.

He picked up the venison with chopsticks and bit it lightly. There was no fishy smell on the soft and tender venison, but a lot of bitter herbs.

The taste of bitter vegetables is relatively strong, which can easily cover up the fishy smell of venison.

As he ate and ate, his speed increased.

After he drank a pot of venison soup, the little fur ball was still circling around the clay pot, glancing at him from time to time, imitating his appearance and sitting on the ground, with its little paws poking around the pot, and shrinking back again. When he went back, he obviously didn't dare to pick up the clay pot to drink the soup.

"Okay, don't worry, just wait!"

As he spoke, he put down the clay pot and began to turn the venison by the fire.

After a full meal, the sun is already rising.

The little hairball obviously likes the flavorful broth more, but not so much like the salty barbecue.In other words, it can be salty, but not too salty.

In contrast, Yun Buliu felt that his taste was much heavier than it.

Fortunately, it doesn't have a big appetite, so Yunbuliu only needs to add a little salt to its clay pot when drinking broth next time, and he can add the rest directly to the clay pot.

After lunch, he made a wooden shelf and spread out the buckskin to cool it.

Then he carried the fish crate on his back, took the wild boar's tusks and short spear, said goodbye to the little white snake, climbed up the small forest on the back mountain, and walked towards the depths of the small forest.

He wasn't going to hunt today, he just brought a short spear just in case of wild beasts.

It may be that he ate a little too much last night. He didn't have breakfast, so he didn't feel very hungry.

He hurried to the wilderness beyond the grove, to the place where he had found the salt mines the night before.At this time, in the wilderness, many wild deer appeared again.

They saw Yun Buliu as an uninvited guest, and fled away one after another.

Yun Buliu trotted over, picked up a stone on the ground, used the curved wild boar's tusk as a small iron rod, and hit the top of the wild boar's tusk with the stone.

In front of the wild boar's tusks, these salt mines were not as strong as he imagined.

But I didn't dig out a whole piece, it was all small pieces.

He used the leftover cloth from his torn suit to pad the bottom of the bamboo basket, and put the gravel into the bamboo basket.

After filling half of the bamboo basket, he went back with the bamboo basket on his back.

He estimated that it might be because the salt mine is on the surface with more impurities and the salt yield is not that high.But as long as there is [-] to [-] percent, you can cook six or seven catties of salt.

After all, most of the bamboo baskets weighed at least twenty or thirty catties.

Returning to the cave without any danger, he began to repeat the work of last night.

The crocodiles in the lake were not attracted by the venison in the cave.Even if they were attracted, they probably would not dare to enter the cave, because the bonfire in the cave had not been extinguished.

But today he has to do a little more, that is to find a large stone, use the tusks of wild boars to dig into a stone mortar, and then crush the salt mines, soak them, filter them, and cook them.

In front of the sharpness of the wild boar's tusks, it is not difficult to make a stone mortar, but it has no aesthetic feeling.Two hours later, a small stone mortar with a length, width and height of more than half a meter appeared in front of him. The inner and middle recesses were more than [-] centimeters deep and [-] centimeters wide.

But it looks a little irregular, of course, it doesn't matter.

Half an hour later, Yun Buliu started to boil salt.

Crush the salt mine, soak it, filter it, bake it, and cook it. This process lasted until midnight.

He got up the next day to continue the same work, and he didn't finish all the work until midnight the next day.

He packed more than four bamboo tubes of about two or three catties.

Although this process was very boring, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart when he saw the black salt.

He was accidentally moved by himself again, and felt that he was so amazing!

(End of this chapter)