Desert Island Records: PUBG

Chapter 78 Island Life (1)

After the wooden frame for smoking and roasting was basically assembled, Zhou Hui dragged it up and covered it on the iron pan. The pork ribs were carefully placed on top of the "stove".

No cave in.

After confirming that there was no subsidence, Zhou Hui threw strips of pork evenly on the top to ensure that each part of pork could evenly receive the fireworks that were about to rise from below.

Soon, the firewood was piled under the wooden frame, and the flame ignited. After burning vigorously, a large amount of white smoke rose along the flame-this was because it only rained a little this morning, and the time of the day could not be dried so quickly .

Then, he squatted next to him, looking at the burning flames, and at the wild boar far above the flames that was shrouded in white smoke.

After 5 minutes the wild boar hadn't turned into jerky.

Zhou Hui looked at the homemade smoking and roasting device with a bit of annoyance. He felt that if he continued to roast like this, how long would it take to roast pork jerky?

And the most terrible thing is that he has never done the work of smoking and roasting. He just imitated the way of smoking and roasting on the desert island survival show. He didn't know how long it would take and how to control the firepower. He could only watch The flame will not directly burn the pork and the wooden frame, and then directly ignite the pork and the smoked grill, burning it into a pile of black charcoal.

Zhou Hui looked up at the dark night sky above his head, looked up at the night sky with a beautiful Milky Way but no moon, and let out a lonely roar.

"It's so hard for me..."

But if you do this, maybe there is still a little bit that may last for a long time. If you don’t do this, the pork may go bad the day after tomorrow, or even tomorrow, so let’s do it.

Once the materials are found, it will not be difficult to build. It only takes a minute or two. The real difficult part is how to cut the lean meat into pork strips that are not so thick. It's hard to damage Zhou Hui with the tool in his hand.

Fortunately, the sea breeze is not very strong today, so it is not very cold.

The inedible coarse salt that had been stored before was exhausted little by little, and there was fire, but most of it was still pitch-black. After an unknown amount of time, smoked grills appeared on the beach, with pork strips or pork fan bones placed on them. And below, a mass of bright, narrow flames drying the wild boar above.

Originally, an iron pot had been set up on the first pile of flames, in which were boiling clear and white fresh water and a piece of lean meat, in addition to that, a large piece of pork leg bone was being boiled in it.

Although Zhou Hui really wanted to learn from the survival masters in the desert island show, who buried the meat in the ground and burned a pile of flames on the ground to process ingredients, but in order not to waste pork and time was not allowed, he still chose the traditional method. way of a rotten pig.

After a day of exhaustion and without breakfast, he was already very hungry.

And the most important thing is that he has not eaten normal food for a day, two days, three days, uh... anyway, for many days!
Zhou Hui stood in front of the iron pot, staring straight into the iron pot.

There are chaotic streaks on the whitish piece of meat, it seems that if it is torn lightly, it will become countless fragrant meat strips, the original clear fresh water is boiled by the flame bursting with hot energy, mixed with The color of the boiled pork is white. Of course, the most important thing is the two pork leg bones. Look at the lean meat on it, and the somewhat transparent tendons. Its posture under the red flame is even more attractive. , if you pick it up and bite it down, how delicious it will be...

Of course, wild boar meat also has a fishy smell, but at this moment, Zhou Hui only felt that the fishy smell was so good, so he didn't care about what to remove the fishy smell, and thought about what to match with other ingredients.

Feeling that it was almost cooked, he carefully picked up a pork bone, hurriedly blew the hot air from it into the darkness, and then bit down.

The heat was contained in his mouth, the large piece of boar meat was so full, as the teeth pressed down, the aroma seemed to fill the gaps between his teeth...

Zhou Hui, whose body was half in the flames of the fire and half in another dark world, almost swallowed his tongue, tears filled his eyes.

Afterwards, two large pieces of pork leg bones and one piece of pork basically went into Zhou Hui's stomach. He was very satisfied with this meal, and even the soup that boiled the meat was white with the smell of meat in it. Apart from the coconut milk, this is the first time I have tasted "soup".

After a full meal, Zhou Hui poured out of his body like a tide again because of being too full and tired. Zhou Hui picked up firewood and added firewood to the smoker grills one by one to ensure that the flames would not go out.

There are a total of eight such smoked roasts, and this is barely enough to spread the pork evenly on the condition that the "stove bar" is made very long and a lot of pork is discarded.

Maybe I don't have to watch here all the time, but the flame will burn out... Zhou Hui sat by the fire, holding his eyelids that were always pressed down like springs, and he got a lot of firewood, and gave it to the fire. One by one the flames licked the firewood.

The waves couldn't come up or go away, and the sea breeze was very gentle today. Apart from adding firewood regularly, there was nothing else to do. But Zhou Hui didn't know how long it would take to burn the fire before the flames extinguished, so he took out the firewood from the tent. His only blanket was draped over his body, and there was no moon in the sky, so he couldn't judge the basic time. He only knew that he had been waiting like this for a long, long time.

He closed his eyes and fell headfirst on the sand...

When he woke up again, Zhou Hui was woken up from the cold.

The icy sea breeze blew wildly, and the ocean was dimly lit. Zhou Hui didn't feel hungry, but he was still extremely tired. He looked at the dusty and bright ocean in a daze, as if he didn't know whether it was morning or afternoon.

After seeing the eight smoked grills and a pile of black ash under each, Zhou Hui recalled that the two wild boars were successfully hunted and killed by him and became his trophies.

Zhou Hui hurriedly got up and touched the surface of the wild pork strips with his hands, and found that there was no moisture on the surface, but it didn't look like it was dried into slag.

After confirming that the effect was not bad, Zhou Hui resisted the urge to fall asleep immediately, dismantled part of the smoker grill, and moved it around the tent. On a ground with less vegetation and rocks, he used these materials to re-build a half. A tent, like two fans combined to form a triangular tent, only made one side, and then hung the meat strips on it to dry.

Although this is not a standard method of drying, he feels that it will deteriorate faster on the beach where the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Two of them were set up like this, and most of the things on the beach were transported to the woods. Zhou Hui pulled the blanket, went back to the tent, fell asleep, and got a good night's sleep.

Waking up again, Zhou Hui only felt refreshed. From the tent, he could see the wooden door made of branches, and the gaps between the intertwined and chaotic branches. inside.

Zhou Hui sat up, yawned, and looked up at the lights.

It seems that today is a good weather.

(End of this chapter)