When Yun Buliu carried a bamboo basket of roasted tiger meat and took the little milk tiger and the little white snake to find the monkey king, the golden monkey king was already waiting eagerly at the edge of the orchard.
Seeing Yun Buliu and the others appearing on the stone beam, it couldn't help but squeaked, and jumped down from the fruit tree, holding two tubes of monkey wine in its paws, and arrived on the stone beam with a few swishes.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu did not leave the stone beam. He took out the tiger meat directly on the stone beam, sat down and ate large pieces of meat with the monkey, and drank heavily.
Little Milky Tiger and Little Furball also got some tiger meat, but Little Milky Tiger's teeth haven't grown all the way yet, so the barbecue is mostly used to grind the tiger's teeth.
Of course, watching him tilt his little head and bite hard with his newly grown milk teeth and lick wildly with his little tongue always makes him inexplicably happy.
The little white snake coiled around his neck, stretched its little head down, and looked at the tiger meat in his hand, as if it also wanted to taste the flavor of the barbecue.
After thinking about it, he tore off a small piece of barbecue and stuffed it into its mouth. "I hope you won't have diarrhea for a while. If you feel something is wrong, just spit it out quickly. Anyway, you have the ability to ruminate."
Yun Buliu's explanation was in vain, the little white snake ate very enthusiastically, and the golden monkey king who silently tore into the tiger meat looked at it with some surprise, and finally wanted to stretch out his paw to touch it twice.
But as soon as the monkey stretched out its claws, the little white snake immediately raised its little head, opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, and at the same time, the thorny scales on the back of its neck also opened, with a little look like "Try stretching your claws again."
It made Yun Buliu burst into laughter.
But the monkey was so frightened by her that it jumped up and retreated several meters away.
Seeing the monkey's reaction, Yun Buliu gently stroked the snake's head to comfort it, and said to the monkey: "Don't worry, it won't bite you casually, as long as you don't touch it."
He waved to the monkey and handed over a large piece of tiger steak.
The monkey looked at the little white snake with some vigilance, and approached cautiously step by step, as if if the little white snake made any movement, it would immediately turn around and run away.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu couldn't help but murmur to himself, this monkey is too careful! Does it know the origin of the little white snake, so that's why it's so afraid of it?
He couldn't help but wonder, what is the origin of this little white snake?
Is this species very rare and powerful?
Speaking of which, this monkey is actually quite extraordinary. A monkey can use a stick and not only dares to shout at the big black bear in the forest to the north, but also dares to attack the big black tiger.
But such an extraordinary monkey seems to have flinched when faced with the little fur ball.
Now facing this little white snake, he actually chose to retreat.
It seems that the pets I adopted are not very simple!
He stretched out his hand and stroked the little white snake and the little fur ball, feeling quite happy in his heart: Look, they can scare you, but they are all my pets!
It's a pity that the monkey can't understand his secretly happy expression.
After the dinner party was over, Yun Buliu carried a bamboo basket to the orchard to pick some wild fruits, and then headed back to the small bamboo house by the lake to hang out the tiger meat to dry in the sun.
Seeing that the firewood under the big stone pot was about to burn out, he added more firewood to the bottom of the pot. What was stewed in the pot was stewed tiger heart with wolfberry. The wolfberry that had been picked and dried in the sun finally came into use.
When he took out the pickled tiger meat piece by piece from the cave, tied it with a rope, and hung it under the eaves of the small bamboo house to blow the air, he squatted on the deck chair on the terrace and looked at the small fur balls on the lake, which had already run away from the small bamboo house.
In the small forest, I hid among the branches and leaves to enjoy the coolness.
Seeing this, Yun Buliu felt that it was necessary to add a parasol on the terrace.
He withdrew his gaze and continued to hang the tiger meat. As a result, he heard the screams of the little tiger and the cries of goose and goose from the silly heroes of Go Village coming from the lakeside.
He turned around and walked into the small bamboo building, came to the terrace and took a look, and found that the little milk tiger was bluffing at an Ecun Silly Yong.
.Seeing its small appearance, Yun Buliu thought, why does it look a bit like Erha?
He ignored the little clever guy and continued to do his own thing.
After all the pickled tiger meat had cooled and dried, he carried the big stone mortar out of the cave, poured the bloody salt water in the stone mortar into the lake, and cleaned the stone mortar at the same time.
After finishing all this, he started to have a headache again about how to deal with the tiger skin.
He knew that the way he treated other animal skins in the past was actually wrong, because all the animal skins he treated would shed their hair.
It would be a pity if such a big tiger skin also sheds its hair.
But, what can be done?
He couldn't help but shake his head secretly, sighing that it was a pity.
After thinking about it, he suddenly thought that some people would add salt when washing clothes. Adding salt to laundry can maintain the color of clothes and sterilize them. He thought that maybe he could try the salt water soaking method.
Anyway, he was not short of salt now, so he threw the tiger skin into a large stone mortar, poured in fine salt, and used the fine salt to rub off the grease and meat scraps on the tiger skin.
After he had gone through a whole piece of tiger skin like this, all the dozen kilograms of salt he had stored had been wasted.
But for the purpose of doing experiments, he didn't feel bad. Anyway, since this thing was gone, he just went to dig some up and cook it.
After kneading, he added water to the big stone mortar, then pressed the small stone mortar onto the tiger skin, soaking it in salt water.
By the time I finished these things, the setting sun had already set in the west.
He then skinned the little python, removed its internal organs, and cooled the skin on the terrace.
When he came back with a piece of snake meat and was about to throw it into the stone pot to cook, the two little guys, Little Maoqiu and Little Milk Tiger, were already squatting by the stove, waiting for their meal.
There is a basin in front of the two little guys. The little furball uses a smaller pot.
The little milk tiger uses a wooden basin, which is larger and heavier.
The little white snake also slowly slipped out of the bamboo building. Judging from its leisurely appearance, it didn't seem like it had a stomachache.
Seeing its appearance, he thought that maybe he could prepare a basin for it in the future.
I didn’t expect it to be able to eat cooked food. It is indeed no ordinary snake!
When you open the lid of the pot, the aroma of wolfberry and tiger heart soup comes out from the clay pot.
The little fur ball and the little milk tiger stretched out their necks instantly, their eyes bright.
He used bamboo clamps to remove the lid of the clay pot and placed it on the pot lid. Then he used a large bamboo spoon to scoop out the tiger heart soup, giving two spoons to Little Maoqiu and Little Milk Tiger respectively.
They don't need to drink much water, just one or two spoonfuls is almost enough.
He also used chopsticks to pick up a few pieces of tiger heart cut into strips for them, then padded the wall of the clay pot with animal skins, and took the clay pot out of the stone pot.
When he poured out the water in the stone pot, refilled it with fresh water and brought it back, and was about to throw the snake meat into the pot to cook, Little Furball had already pushed the pottery pot forward and turned around to go back to the small bamboo house.
Its appetite is not large, and its stomach is full with just a few pieces of tiger heart.
But the two little snackers, Little Milk Tiger and Little White Snake, were obviously not full yet and were looking at him eagerly!
Seeing this, Yun Buliu gave them a piece of tiger heart and said, "Don't worry, we will stew the snake soup slowly. If you can't wait, you can eat raw meat."
He speeded up his eating speed as he spoke: You boy, how dare you compete with your master for food!