Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 32 Look at me, we all have to drink soup like this in the future
When Yun Buliu came back with the wild boar on his back, the fire on the stone stove had not been extinguished, and the broth in the earthen pot had already smelled fragrant, and the little fur ball ran into the cave with a whoosh sound, and then sat down beside the stove.

It would be more vivid if it held bowls and chopsticks in its paws.

Yun Buliu threw the wild boar outside the cave, walked into the cave, untied the spear pouch, looked at the simmering roe deer meat broth in the clay pot, and removed the charcoal fire under the stove.

"Don't worry, let it cool down, and I'll kill the wild boar."

While talking, he picked up a rag strip torn from his torn suit, swung it in a clay basin filled with water for a couple of times, and then wiped it on the two bamboo poles where the meat was placed.

He went out and carried the wild boar to the lake, skinned it and opened it, leaving the pig heart and liver, and the rest of the pig offal was thrown into the lake with the pig's head.

All of a sudden, the fish in the lake cheered up, and the fools from Goose Village gathered one after another, and even the black firewood floated in that direction.

Other internal organs are not easy to handle, with a strong fishy smell, especially the kidneys.

Although the thing was very good, he couldn't deal with the fishy smell at all.

Moreover, if he really wanted to supplement it, he felt that stewing velvet antler with pig heart would also be a great supplement.

However, he felt that he didn't need to make up for it in this way. His body was always in good health. If he accidentally overdosed it, it would be a troublesome thing.

He thinks that those velvet antlers should be kept. After leaving here in the future and finding a civilized society, those things can be exchanged for some money, and they won't be troubled by a penny.

Regardless of whether those silly geese would be eaten by the crocodiles, he wrapped the wild boar meat with the thick wild boar skin, carried it on his shoulders, and walked away.

The fur of the wild boar is very hard, and the outside is covered with resin and gravel in some places.

He estimated that the remaining meat and bones weighed about one hundred and twenty to thirty catties.

If he was allowed to eat freely, it would probably be enough for him to eat for two or three days.

When he returned to the cave, put the wild boar on the bamboo pole, and put the pig's heart and liver on the wild boar's skin, he found that the little hairball had stretched out its head, wanting to lick the broth in the clay pot, but Afraid of being scalded by the steaming broth, he pursed his mouth and took a breath from time to time.

Seeing this greedy little guy stealing food, he was so angry that he almost picked it up and threw it out of the cave.

But in the end, he held back, just picked up the back of its neck, and began to scold, "I'm not talking about hygiene anymore, do you want me to eat your saliva? Next time I find you stealing it, I'll kill you." You are punished not to eat meat, do you hear me?"

The little furball opened its eyes wide and looked at him innocently.

Seeing that he put it down resentfully, then took a clay pot, poured out the broth in the pot, and put two pieces of meat into the pot.

In fact, the temperature of the broth was already low, so Yun Buliu put some salt into the clay pot, stirred it a few times, and then held the pot to drink the soup, but just when it reached his mouth, he put it down again.

It is estimated that Xiao Maoqiu stole the soup and imitated him, so he felt that he had to correct himself first.

"Furball, look at me, we'll all have to drink soup like this from now on."

He said, pouring the broth from the clay pot into a clay pot, and then drinking from the pot, "Remember, you have to drink it like this. It's unhygienic to drink directly from the pot, understand?"

Seeing the silly and cute appearance of the little fur ball, Yun Buliu reckoned that it probably didn't understand.

Forget it, teach slowly!
He sighed and began to drink soup and eat meat.

After taking a few sips of soup, the lazy little white snake slid over, jumped onto his shoulder, poked its head towards its cheek, and neighed continuously.

Obviously, its little stomach was hungry and was begging him for meat.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll give you meat in a while!"

He comforted it, and started a fire again for roasting pork.

Then he put another pottery pot with a broken gap on the stone stove, scooped some water from the stone mortar and put it in the pot to boil, ready to use it to rinse pork liver.

"It's a pity that the goji berries in the forest are not yet ripe at this time, otherwise you can stew a cup of goji berry pork liver soup and goji berry pig heart soup."

He shook his head, cut a few strips of pork with a bone knife and put them on the pigskin.

The little white snake slid down from his shoulder, opened its mouth to hold the meat, and stretched its neck to swallow.

Yun Buliu looked at the two little guys, smiled, and sliced ​​the wild pork with a bone knife, then clamped it with bamboo sticks, and put it on the edge of the campfire for barbecue.

Compared with stewed meat, the fishy smell of barbecued meat is much less, but eating too much barbecued meat is not healthy. Yun Buliu plans to order more wild ginger in the future, and then he can eat more stewed meat.

If you have time, you can also go to the forest to search more, maybe you can find some condiments for removing fishy smell, such as star anise, cinnamon, pepper, cumin and so on.

There is wild ginger, but he feels that it is still not enough.

In fact, eating too much meat is not good, because it will lack many vitamins needed by the human body.

Now that he has salt, he thinks he can make some salty bamboo shoots.

Many bamboo shoots in the forest have grown taller and become Hsinchu. It is estimated that there will be no more bamboo shoots in more than ten days.

When he came here before, he gnawed on raw bamboo shoots for two or three days, and he felt like throwing up. After that, he never dared to eat that thing. Now it seems that he needs to prepare some.

He was busy thinking about it, until the clay pot on the stove was steaming, and then he used a bone knife to cut off the pork liver piece by piece, and then put it in boiling water with chopsticks.

Also sprinkle some salt into the clay pot.

Seeing this, the little fur ball looked at him with big round eyes, and its little head turned back and forth following his movements.

Seeing its action, Yun Buliu was immediately amused by it, and put a piece of pork liver into the clay basin in front of it, "It's a bit hot, blow it yourself."

Sure enough, the little guy pursed his mouth and began to blow.

Yun Buliu enjoys this little expression every time he looks at it.

You can understand it by watching the cat pout.

"Sure enough, you can understand what I say! You bastard, you listen to my words selectively, right!" Yun Buliu was so angry that he began to criticize it again.

But the little hairball is completely deaf and deaf.

Seeing this, the little white snake at the side also slipped over, and opened its mouth to ask him for food.

"You can't eat cooked meat. Even if you want to eat it, you have to wait until you grow up. If you accidentally eat your stomach, your body will be able to hold it. Be good! Be obedient!"

As he spoke, he carried it back to the side of the wild boar skin, and let it continue to eat raw pork.

After lunch, he stewed the pig's heart in an earthenware pot, then put a piece of pork chop weighing [-] to [-] jin on a peeled and washed wooden stick, and roasted it by the bonfire.

Then he picked up the bamboo tube and turned to go out. He was going to dig some bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest and come back to make bamboo shoots.He wasn't going to make dried bamboo shoots. If they weren't fried, they wouldn't taste good.

And if you want to fry it, you have to have oil.Animals in the mountains have always had very little fat, and even this wild pig doesn't have much fat in its pork.

When he walked past the seedbed where the tea seedlings were cultivated, he took a look.

After three days of rain, the two puddles next to the seedbed have been filled with water.However, the seedbed is relatively high, so the tea seedlings are not afraid of being drowned.

After more than two hours, he dug more than ten bamboo shoots and came back.

After he piled the bamboo shoots in the cave, he felt that cooking the bamboo shoots was not a small project, because the earthenware pots were not big enough.In addition, prepare a few more bamboo tubes for salty bamboo shoots.

If you use clay pots, it won't work at all. He doesn't even have a lid for the clay pots.

If this thing is not sealed and stored, it will easily deteriorate and rot.

In addition, you have to prepare some firewood, whether it is cooking bamboo shoots or firing pottery, you need it.But this time he was not going to pick up dry firewood, he had almost picked up all the dry firewood in the grove.

As for chopping firewood, it is actually not a difficult task.

With something as sharp as wild boar's tusks, coupled with his own strength, it's not too difficult to break the firewood into pieces.

And if you cut trees, you don't need to run very far, there is a small forest above the cave.

(End of this chapter)