Chapter 572 The snow season is coming early, how can this be called flattery?
In the evening, it was still Lao Zhao who stayed to take care of the bacon.
The first two times, Lao Zhao stayed to take care of him. Wu Hu originally said that he would stay and take care of him this time, but Lao Zhao felt that Wu Hu was already a major contributor to their 18th group today and could not let him work so hard anymore. So,
Taking care of the bacon was still done by him.
At the same time, he also scraped off the fat on the lion skin with a knife, and refined the lion oil that Wu Hu had collected from the puma's abdominal cavity today.
They now have mutton oil, deer oil, and lion oil. Among these three oils, mutton oil is the most abundant, deer oil is the second, and lion oil is the least.
However, they have used a lot of mutton oil. The thing they used to prevent freezing at the beginning was mutton oil. Although the mutton oil had a strong fishy smell, there was no condition at the time and they could only use that thing. Now it is basically no longer used.
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As for the lion skin, you can soak it in powder made from bone residue and process it briefly. After the lion skin is processed, it can be used to keep out the cold.
However, Wu Hu felt that this thing should be left to the program team for help. They could find professionals to handle it, and then he would be able to get a good lion skin.
This thing only needs to pay some money to become his personal belongings, and it is a legal and compliant personal belonging with complete procedures.
However, it is not enough to talk to outsiders about this kind of thing, so as not to be criticized. Thinking that he, a big star, actually took the lead in collecting such things, isn't this a bad example?
Therefore, this kind of thing can only be understood and cannot be explained in words.
No gunmen, come quietly!
However, if the show crew was willing to let them exchange lion skins for food, Wu Hu wouldn't mind exchanging the lion skins, deer skins, and the pair of antlers.
In the second half of the night, he felt that the lion meat was almost smoked, so Lao Zhao got up, sorted the lion meat, and hung it in the storage room.
As a result, at this moment, he felt a chill on his face, and then something like cotton wool floated down from the edge of the campfire.
"It's snowing again!"
Old Zhao frowned, but he didn't care too much. After all, the snow season was coming soon! He had experienced the first snowfall the night before, so he didn't care too much when he saw the snowflakes again.
After packing it up, he did not put out the bonfire because more and more snowflakes would soon put it out.
When he returned to the shelter and prepared to sleep, he threw a few more pieces of firewood into the stove.
There is a pot of water in the pot, but there is no fear that the pot will burn dry.
When he was lying down to rest, he saw a red shadow shrinking into Wu Hu's sleeping bag.
Lao Zhao smiled and waved to it, "Good night, eighteen!"
Amidst the snoring one after another, Lao Zhao gradually fell asleep.
When he woke up again, he found that everyone was still sitting in the shelter, and the big shark was telling him some basketball gossip, making several people laugh. The fire in the stove was still burning, and there was a crackling sound.
Lao Zhao was in a daze, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What time is it?" "Are you awake? It should be almost noon!" Qin Xiaohai laughed, and everyone looked at him, "If you don't want to get up, you can
Keep sleeping, it’s snowing outside."
Snowing? Oh! Snowing!
Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and didn't pay too much attention, but soon he sat up, "It's still snowing? Has the snow season come early?"
Ai Wei'er nodded and said, "You can't say it's early! Generally speaking, there will be more snow from November to March and April. Now that November is very close, it's not strange to advance a few days early.
.Sometimes, it starts to snow in September!”
The big shark stretched and said: "Just in time, everyone hasn't had a good rest since we came here. It's still snowing outside, it would be good for us to take more rest!"
Lao Zhao asked Ai Wei'er, "How long will it take for this snow to fall?"
Ai Wei'er shook her head, "I don't know, but it may not stop for a while. At least judging from the weather today, it should continue." "Where's Brother Tiger?" Lao Zhao turned around and didn't see Wu.
Hu asked. Meili said: "Fat Hu went to the river and said he wanted to put away the gill net to prevent the snow from falling all the time.
Then the river will freeze and the gill net will be frozen."
At this time, the other teams were no different from their group of 18. Everyone was sitting in the shelter in a daze, and some had sad faces on their faces. Although everyone was doing their best to collect food these days,
Crazy reserves of supplies, but after all, not all teams are as lucky as Group 18.
Therefore, although they have some food reserves, many teams actually do not have a lot of food reserves, ranging from hundreds of kilograms to forty or fifty kilograms.
Forty or fifty pounds may seem like a lot, but it can only last three or four days. This must be done with extreme economy. If someone like Wu Hu and others were not economical, it would probably last only two and a half days.
Except for Wu Hu and the 17th team, not many teams have encountered moose.
We cannot say that the team with forty or fifty kilograms of food reserves is rubbish, because hunting actually depends on fate. Most teams have bows and arrows, and each captain also has hunting skills, but they failed to hunt more prey.
It can only be said that they were unlucky.
As for Wu Hu and the others, I don’t know whether to say good or bad about their luck. They encountered a lot of prey, but there were also many dangers. If it weren’t for Wu Hu’s bug in the team, it is estimated that their division would have become a
A real hell zone.
The chances of encountering bears and wolves when going out are really high.
Some teams were praying at this time, praying that the snow would end soon.
Although snow has begun to accumulate on the ground, it will be inconvenient to go hunting, but only when the snow really stops can they dare to go out hunting to avoid getting lost and hypothermia.
If you lose your way, you can only spend the night outside. Once you spend the night outside, the chance of hypothermia is high, and you will eventually be eliminated.
However, at this time, there are still a few players who are out and about. Their ideas are not much different from Wu Hu's. They all need to take back the traps to avoid being buried in the snow.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because there was already a layer of snow on the rocks in the stream, Wu Hu did not walk on the boulders in the stream to avoid falling.
Walk along the woods next to the stream.
When he came to the place where the traps were set up to catch squirrels, Wu Hu couldn't help but feel a little regretful, because the trap for catching squirrels was triggered, but the trap next to him was still fine.
In this regard, Wu Hu was a little helpless. He felt that the wild cat was a little smart and might not be able to catch it for a while. This gave Wu Hu a bit of a headache. If this thing could not be solved, he would probably have to set traps to catch squirrels in the future.
You have to make wedding clothes for each other.
Thinking about it, Wu Hu put away the noose.
It’s snowing now, so I’d better take it home first and wait until the snow stops before coming back!
When he stepped on the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow, he came to the river and watched the snowflakes falling down the river and the clouds and mist filling the distance. He almost had the urge to recite a poem.
Fortunately, the cold wind carrying snowflakes woke him up and stopped the urge, lest people say that he was hacking at the threshold of poetry again.
Both sides of the river have been covered with a layer of silver, but the stream in the stream is still gurgling. However, if it snows for a few more days, it is estimated that the stream will be frozen.
The horizontal log placed on the river beach next to the stream was also covered with snow, but the snow was not very thick, only about ten centimeters.
When Wu Hu moved the boulder and reached out to pick up the crossbar, Wu Hu frowned.
Sure enough, when he lifted the crossbar, there were only two poor little fish hanging on the gillnet, only twenty or thirty centimeters long, which was not enough for him to make in one meal. But he also knew that gillnet fishing depends too much on fate.
Already.
So after sighing, I had no choice but to put away the gill net and lean the crossbar against the edge of the stream, preparing to wait for the snow to stop and then lay the net here again.
Although the harvest is a bit pitiful, it is good to get something. Throwing such a large gill net into the river, fishing depends on fate, and there is really no way to force it.
He didn't throw the gillnet here, but took it back with him to prevent it from being frozen into popsicles. Then it would be frozen and unable to continue fishing. When he returned to the shelter with two small fish,
By that time, Lao Zhao was already making lunch for everyone. The two small fish he brought back had frozen into fish sticks along the way.
Wu Hu did not thaw it and clean it, but hung it directly in the storage room.
The bacon hanging in the storage room has been frozen into pieces of flesh, which can be used to hit people. The lethality is certain. Wu Hu handed the gill net in his hand to Qin Xiaohai, and then
He sighed and sat down in front of the stove to light up the fire. The cold and biting feeling in his hands made him want to put his hands into the fire.
At this time, Da Meili filled a bottle of hot water in a glass bottle and handed it over. This was the hot water that Lao Zhao had boiled before lunch, but it could only be considered warm water at this time.
"Warm your hands first and put on your gloves quickly."
The program crew gave each of them a pair of leather gloves, but Wu Hu and the others usually didn't wear them. After all, they had to work and it was very inconvenient to wear them.
But now, I can’t do it without gloves, it’s too torturous.
Wu Hu estimated that the current temperature must have been below zero, even though it was daytime.
"Thank you!" Wu Hu took the glass bottle and took a sip.
Da Meili patted the snowflakes off Wu Hu's hair and shoulders. Her gentle movements made people look a little too intimate. The husky girl looked at them with a somewhat suspicious look.
Just like Dame Meili doubted Husky Big Girl, Husky Big Girl also doubted Wu Hu's relationship with this woman. However, thinking that this woman was already in her thirties, Husky Big Girl's confidence gradually returned, and she had a big advantage over me.
Pride.
Wu Hu didn't think about this at all, he just said thank you to Dameili, and then said: "Let's stay in the shelter for these two days! Get used to the cold first, and then we can find a way to go out hunting.
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Although there is already a lot of food in reserve, it is definitely not enough if you want to survive until the final championship. In addition to looking for food, you also have to strive to get a good enough ranking in each weekend event, preferably the event champion.
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When the advantages are accumulated bit by bit, in the end, it will be difficult not to win the championship.
At this time, the big shark said: "Tiger, yesterday you hunted that beast. The program team gave us a chance to draw a lottery. We were notified before to use it as soon as possible. Are we drawing tools or supplies this time?"
Wu Hu was a little surprised, "We hunted that puma, are we going to get a lucky draw?"
Originally, Wu Hu thought there would be no chance of a lottery! After all, the weight of this puma might not be much different from that of the argali, but far from that of the moose.
However, a ferocious beast is a ferocious beast after all, and the program team still gave it the respect it deserves. After all, out of the twenty-five teams, how many of them dared to hunt the puma?
Seeing everyone nodding, Wu Hu asked: "What do you think is better?"
The Mediterranean hunk said: "Of course it is a tool, we are not short of food now!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded and then looked at Wu Hu.
Big Shark said: "This time it's our turn to draw the lottery. Tiger, your luck was really bad before. Your lucky stone was useless. Please believe in Uncle Shaq's luck."
Wu Hu said with disdain: "Even if it's on a first-come, first-served basis, the winner of the draw this time should be Brother Hai or Zhao, not you Shaq. I still drew you!"
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Seeing the confused face of the black man on the big shark, everyone couldn't help but laugh. The red squirrel Shiba, who was quietly chewing nuts, was startled. He hugged the nuts and stared at everyone blankly.
Wu Hu called the little squirrel, 'Eighteen,' and when he saw it looking over, he waved to it.
The little guy was quite clever. He bit the nut and ran towards him in a flash. Then he squatted in his hand and continued to chew the nut.
Although the swelling on the body that was strangled yesterday has not completely subsided today, the condition has improved a lot and has little impact on its movements.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for why the little squirrel didn't escape from here, everyone is not too surprised. After all, they have food and shelter here, so they don't need to suffer from cold and hunger.
What dangers are there, and where can we find such good conditions? Although this little squirrel is a bit silly, it should know how to choose the best. The first step of domesticating it has been basically completed.
In fact, it wasn't domesticated at all, it was just fed to it
Just food.
Old Zhao glanced at the big shark, coughed slightly, and said, "Let me smoke first! But I believe in Brother Tiger's luck. Brother Tiger, you can smoke for me!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Old Zhao. Big Shark shouted: "Old Zhao, it's too obvious that you flatter Tiger!"
Old Zhao laughed and shook his head, "How can this be called flattery? This is called specialization in the art! When Brother Hu was looking for the treasure chest, he found a total of seven, and the four of us together only found four. If Brother Hu is still like this?
If it’s not called luck, then what is luck?”
Everyone heard this and thought about it, it seems that this is really the case.
Even if Wu Hu's luck is no longer good, those seven treasure boxes are not fake. So, amidst Wu Hu's laughter, he picked up the communicator again and drew the lottery.
But when drawing, Wu Hu said again: "What do you want to draw? Although bows and arrows are the first choice, I think the iron bucket is also good! It can be used for bathing."
When they heard about taking a bath, everyone couldn't help but look forward to it, but after thinking about it, it seemed that bows and arrows were safer. After all, food storage was their most important thing at the moment.
Da Meili couldn't help but laugh and said: "Whatever! It sounds like you can smoke whatever you want. Don't let the greater your hopes then the greater your disappointment!"