hunt and eat

Chapter 31 Warmth and Dragon Bone Soup
When we got back to the hotel, it was already getting dark.

Nia borrowed the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for Thunder Dog Dragon King collected yesterday.

Guta was on the sidelines and was responsible for cutting the meat and removing the bones.

"Kailong, although the branch leader Cassius said that he has been severely injured, is it really something we can deal with?" One hand is dragging the wooden basin, and the other hand is stirring back and forth, and it has been cut into pieces. Nia looked a little worried when she saw a small cube of dragon meat.

"Didn't we survive the thunder dog dragon incident before?" Guta comforted.

Shaking her head, Niya took the salt bag from the other party, sprinkled it into the meat a few times, and continued to turn the bloodshot meat piece up and down.

"Can it be the same? One is a bird dragon, and the other is a high-level flying dragon. During our assessment, you almost died at the hands of that frost-winged wind dragon, which is also a high-level flying dragon. Don't tell me you Already forgotten."

Niya's words stunned Guta, who was cutting the meat.

Naturally, he couldn't forget that time. Although no one was seriously injured in the end, it was indeed the most dangerous hunting in his life.

Whether it was the deadly cold air or the opponent's swift attack speed, he had a deep memory.

"It's not the same. I heard from others that although Kailong is a flying dragon, it can't fly at all. If we can't beat it, at least we can escape." Guta said hesitantly.

Shaking her head, Nia put down the iron spoon in her hand, and corrected: "First of all, it's not that it can't fly, but it's relatively not that good at it. At least it can still glide in the air for a short period of time."

"Secondly, even if we don't need to fly, in the cave, our speed may not be as fast as it. Once the entrance of the cave is blocked, it's all over."

The girl obviously did a lot of homework, and Guta had nothing to say after arguing one by one.

Signaling surrender, Guta tentatively asked: "Then what should I do, why don't I return the knife and say that the mission is over?"

"Are you stupid?" Nia gave Guta a white look, and then poured all the meat on the chopping board into a half-person-high metal frying pan.

Guta cooperated with picking up a pot of bone broth that had been simmering for half a day, and poured it on the meat.

The thick white bone soup soon covered the top of the ingredients, and only some bright red reflections could be vaguely seen.

"Let's not talk about whether Weiwei will agree or not. The branch president is obviously optimistic about you, and deliberately found an excuse to give you the sword." Although Niya is young, she is not stupid. Things on the surface are very clear.

"I know, but didn't you say that the mission is too dangerous? I can't give up the mission and keep the knife cheeky." Guta muttered, and even glanced at the red and black knife on the table in the corner of the kitchen. The long and narrow sword.

The scabbard opens from the side, and the blade of the tachi is different from the broad and ax-like edge of the common diretyrannosaurus sword, but is closer to the traditional big sword, showing a streamlined and beautiful arc.

He had already seen the blade when it was pulled out before, it was the kind of deep black that seemed to absorb even the light without the slightest reflection.

No matter in terms of appearance or characteristics, this knife is very suitable for my taste.

"I didn't ask you to give up. I just said that when the time comes, play it by ear. If you can complete the task, of course you have to finish it." pot.

Gu Ta snorted, and lazily picked up the fire stick hanging on the side, guarded the filling port of the stove and began to watch the fire.

"Would you like to add some licorice and hot pepper?"

Not long after, she lifted the lid of the pot again and looked at the boiling pot. Nia took a ladle and poured out the minced meat little by little.Then he glanced at the ancient pagoda beside him and asked.

"Licorice is okay, but for hot peppers, are you sure Sanji and the others are used to spicy food?" Guta was sitting on a small bench, lowering his head to stir firewood with a fire stick, and returned without raising his head.

He still remembered that the island where Sanji and the others were located was a place that was like spring all year round. The staple food was mainly fish dishes and vegetables, and the taste seemed to be very light.

"Forget it, let's put two dry dishes on our own."

The small island of Nia and Guta, because of its proximity to the permafrost, is covered by heavy snow all year round, and the temperature has always been low.

Therefore, in order to keep out the cold, people in the village tend to eat spicy food. Over the years, it has even reached the point where every meal is full of spicy food.

Guta doesn't have any particular taste preference, as long as it is delicious food, he likes to eat it.

The boiler cover on the stove is still beating, making people sweat, wondering whether it will be pushed down from a height by the boiling hot soup and steam in the next moment.

In the stomach of the stove below, the scorched firewood shone with red luster, and in the hot and choking smoke, there were a few crackling and crackling sounds from time to time.

In the warm firelight, Guta, who was originally in charge of watching the fire, fell asleep with his knees hugged at some point.

As if dreaming of something delicious, he closed his eyes and licked his lips twice, the saliva fell to the ground along the corner of his mouth, pulling out a long and narrow silver thread.

Nia squatted down and rubbed his soft cheeks with her fingers, her eyes narrowed into two beautiful crescents.

"I knew you were unreliable, forget it, I'll do it myself." Nia also moved a small bench from the other side and sat down next to the boy.

After a while, Guta's head tilted, and it just fell on Nia's shoulder.

The girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and she kept flipping the firewood in her hands, but her small head was unconsciously pressed against the boy's face.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the three Sanji brothers and sisters, who were so hungry that they were about to roll their eyes, finally had dinner.

Guta opened the curtain of the kitchen, and slowly walked over with a small trolley pushing the steaming half-human broth bucket.

"Although thank you very much for inviting us to dinner, this time is really too long." Sangji said weakly as he lay on the table.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect Thunder Dog Dragon King's meat to be so boilable."

Nia apologized and began to distribute bowls and chopsticks to everyone.

Guta held a large pot and spoon, and poured a large piece of cooked meat into the soup basin on the table.

The milky white soup is mixed with slightly pink soft and tender dragon meat, which brings out a large piece of fragrant and peculiar taste, which makes everyone move their index fingers.

"Dragon Meat Bone Soup, let's have a try." Nia greeted.

Not to mention the three Sanji brothers and sisters who were gnawing meat and drinking soup with intoxicated faces, and Guta was holding a bowl the size of a washbasin, mouthfuling vermicelli full of gravy.

The smooth taste, coupled with the unbelievably rich and peculiar meaty aroma, made him unable to stop at all.

Soon, the vermicelli in the bowl was eaten up, and Guta stared at the remaining dragon meat in the soup bucket in a blink of an eye.

Not caring about the still hot temperature, he took a mouthful of thick soup and a mouthful of dragon meat, eating it with great enjoyment.

In the end, there were about four to five catties of dragon meat and half a pot of soup left, and Guta ate them all by himself.

(End of this chapter)