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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 shoulders, the fire on the stone stove had not yet been extinguished, and the aroma of the broth in the clay pot had already begun to rise. The little fur ball ran into the cave with a swishing sound, and then sat down beside the stove.

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

Yun Buliu threw the wild boar outside the cave, walked into the cave, took off the spear pouch, looked at the boiling deer meat soup in the clay pot, and removed the charcoal fire under the stove.

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

As he spoke, he picked up a rag strip torn from a torn suit, swung it twice in a pottery basin filled with water, and then wiped it on the two bamboo poles with meat on it.

He went out and carried the wild boar to the lake, skinned and disemboweled it, leaving the pig's heart and liver, and the rest of the pig's offal, including the pig's head, and threw them all into the lake.

For a moment, the fish in the lake burst into joy, and the fools from E Village gathered over one after another. Even the black firewood floated in that direction.

Other internal organs are difficult to handle and have a strong fishy smell, especially the kidneys.

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

Moreover, if he really needed a supplement, he felt that stewing deer antler with pig heart would also be a great supplement.

However, he felt that there was no need for him to take supplements like this. His body had always been very healthy. If he accidentally took too much supplements, it would be troublesome.

He thought he should keep those antlers. When he left here and found a civilized society, he could exchange them for some money without being troubled by a penny.

Ignoring whether those stupid geese would be eaten by the crocodiles, he wrapped the wild boar meat in the thick wild boar skin, carried it on his shoulders and left.

The wild boar's hair is very hard, and there are some areas on the outside covered with resin and gravel.

He estimated that the remaining meat and bones amounted to about 120 to 30 kilograms.

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

When he returned to the cave, he put the wild boar meat on the bamboo pole and put the pig heart and liver on the wild boar skin. He found that the little hair ball had stretched out its head and wanted to lick the broth in the clay pot, but he couldn't.

Afraid of being burned by the steaming broth, I pouted my little mouth and blew in a breath from time to time.

Seeing this greedy little guy eating secretly, Yun Buliu was so angry that he almost picked it up and threw it out of the cave.

But in the end he held it back, just picked up the back of its neck and scolded it, "Are you talking about hygiene? Do you want me to eat your saliva? Next time I catch you eating secretly, I will

You are not allowed to eat meat as a punishment, do you hear me?"

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

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

In fact, the temperature of the broth was no longer high. Yun Buliu put some salt into the clay pot, stirred it twice, then held the clay pot and prepared to drink the soup directly, but as soon as it reached his mouth, he put it down again.

The little furball probably imitated him when he secretly drank soup, so he felt he had to correct himself first.

"Maoqiu, look at me, we have to drink soup like this from now on."

As he spoke, he poured the broth from the clay pot into a clay pot, and then drank from the clay pot. "Remember, you have to drink like this. Drinking directly from the clay pot is unhygienic, do you understand?"

Judging from the cute look on the little fur ball, Yun Buliu guessed that it probably didn't understand.

Forget it, teach it slowly!

He sighed and began to drink soup and meat.

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

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

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll give you meat soon!"

He comforted it and started to light a bonfire again to prepare the roast pork.

Then he put another pottery pot with a chip on it on the stone stove, scooped some water from the stone mortar and boiled it in the pot, preparing to use it later to rinse the pig liver.

"It's a pity that the wolfberries in the forest are not mature yet at this time. Otherwise, you can stew a cup of wolfberry pig liver soup and wolfberry pig heart soup to try."

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

The little white snake slipped 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 used a bone knife to cut off the wild boar meat piece by piece, then clamped it with bamboo clips and placed it next to the campfire for barbecue.

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

If you have time, you can also search in the forest, and you may be able to find some condiments for removing fishy smell, such as star anise, cinnamon, pepper, cumin, etc.

Wild ginger was available, but he felt it was 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 had salt, he thought he could make some salty bamboo shoots.

Many bamboo shoots in the forest have grown tall and turned into new bamboo. It is estimated that there will be no more bamboo shoots in more than ten days.

When he came here before, he ate raw bamboo shoots for two or three days until he felt like vomiting. Since then, he has been afraid to eat that food. Now it seems that he needs to prepare some.

While he was busy thinking, until the steam came out of the clay pot on the stove, he used a bone knife to cut off the pork liver piece by piece, then held it with chopsticks and put it into the boiling water to rinse.

At the same time, I sprinkled some salt into the clay pot.

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

Yun Buliu saw its action and was immediately amused by it. He put a piece of pig liver into the pottery basin in front of it and said, "It's a bit hot. Blow it yourself."

Sure enough, the little guy pouted his mouth and started blowing.

This little expression makes Yun Buliu happy every time he sees it.

You can understand it just by looking at a cat pouting.

"Sure enough, you can understand what I say, right? You guy, you listen to my words selectively, right?" Yun Buliu was so angry with it that he started scolding it again.

But the little fur ball was completely deaf.

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

"You can't eat cooked meat. Even if you want to eat it, you have to wait until you grow up before eating it. If you accidentally eat it and get a stomachache, your body will be able to withstand it. Be good! Be obedient!"

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

After lunch, he put the pig heart into a clay pot and simmered it, then used a peeled and washed wooden stick to put on a twenty or thirty kilogram pork chop, and set up a campfire to roast it.

Then he picked up the bamboo tube and turned around to go out. He was going to dig some bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest to make bamboo shoot salt. He was not going to make dried bamboo shoots. If they were not fried, they would not taste good.

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

When he passed by the seedbed where tea seedlings were cultivated, he took a look.

It has rained for three days, and the two puddles next to the seedbed have been filled with water. However, the seedbed is relatively high, so there is no fear of the tea seedlings being drowned.

More than two hours later, he came back with more than ten bamboo shoots.

After piling the bamboo shoots in the cave, he felt that cooking the bamboo shoots was a big project because the clay pot was not big enough. In addition, several more bamboo tubes were needed to hold the salted bamboo shoots.

It would be impossible to use a clay pot. He didn't even have a lid for the clay pot.

If this thing is not kept sealed, it will easily go bad.

In addition, some firewood must be prepared, whether it is cooking bamboo shoots or making pottery. But this time he is not going to collect dry firewood. He has almost picked up all the dry firewood in the grove.

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

With sharp things like wild boar tusks and his own strength, it was not difficult to break the firewood into pieces.

If you want to cut down a tree, you don't need to go far. There is a small forest above the cave.


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