After finishing the meal slowly, some of us simmered a cup of hot milk next to the fire, while others simmered a cup of hot coffee.
Those who drink coffee must be on night watch, divided into two parts, one person the night before and another person the night after, just to prevent any accidents from happening.
Zhang Chi simmered a cup of hot milk with everyone. When it was almost hot, he took a sip in his hand and then put the cup next to the fire.
At this moment, everyone's sleeping bags had been unfolded, and branches were spread under the sleeping bags to insulate the cold air from the ground. Everyone spread out their makeshift bunks around the fire.
No one spoke during the meal, and no one spoke at this moment. Everyone was sipping the contents of their cups, preparing to have a good sleep and face tomorrow's work.
The cows have become more honest now. Even the naughtiest calves will not make a fuss in the dark. They carefully cling to the cows. Some calves start sucking milk, while others curl up.
He raised his limbs by his mother's side and began to take a nap.
The big cows and strong bulls protect the cows and calves in the middle of the herd, and the habits of the ancestral bison are still preserved in their bodies.
The big cows each kept their positions, their heads rushed outward, and their mouths kept chewing the grass they had eaten today.
At this time, it was obvious that there was no food left, so they took out the grass that had already been eaten and chewed it again.
Zhang Chi's gun has been placed next to the sleeping bag. There are no bullets in the chamber for safety, but if something happens, the bullets are in the small bullet holder on the gun body. Although there are only five bullets, it should be used in case of emergencies.
It's enough.
After all, they were facing wild beasts, not humans with guns.
After drinking a glass of milk and feeling warm in his belly, Zhang Chi took off his shoes, unbuttoned his jacket and got into his sleeping bag.
The pillow is made of a saddle.
My head rested on the saddle, which was a little uncomfortable, but now was not the time to worry about comfort. It would be nice to have something to cushion my head.
What's more, Zhang Chi was really tired after a busy day.
Zhang Chi fell asleep soon after getting into his sleeping bag and started snoring.
Others also fell asleep one after another, and soon the whole camp was filled with snoring.
Just when Zhang Chi was sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt that he heard something. He opened his eyes and listened carefully, and then he understood that a wild wolf was nearby.
Aww~wow!
The cry of the wild wolf startled Zhang Chi and he immediately stood up.
Because he heard that the wild wolf was nearby, this made Zhang Chi a little nervous.
At this time, Charles's voice came to Zhang Chi's ear: "It's okay, just keep sleeping."
"What time is it now?" Zhang Chi asked.
Charles stayed late at night, so it was at least one o'clock in the morning.
Holding the coffee cup in one hand and taking a sip, Charles looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's three-thirty in the morning, and it will be dawn in more than two hours."
"The wolves are coming," Zhang Chi asked again.
Charles nodded: "Here, these opportunists have been here for a long time. Beef makes them salivate, but they will not attack us. At most, they will just circle around a few times. They will understand the beef when they see the campfire.
There are people watching over the group.”
Zhang Chi turned his head and looked around, and found a black shadow on the other side of the small lake. In the black shadow were two green eyes like small lamps.
That's because the wild wolf didn't run away.
There is only a small lake between the wild wolves and the cattle. Most of the lake is now covered with ice. A cow may trample the ice, but a wild wolf will certainly not be able to trample it.
In other words, it would be very easy for wild wolves to attack cattle.
The cattle also felt the presence of wild wolves at this moment, but their eyesight was very poor at night and they did not know the location of the wild wolves, so the cattle were crowded together tightly, and the circle was more than half smaller than at the beginning.
, became cows to cows, cows to cows.
All the cattle dogs were very energetic at the moment. They stood on the edge of the lake one by one, looking at the wild wolves opposite, looking calm.
Not a single cattle dog made a sound at this moment, and the dog and the wolf just looked at each other across the ice.
Zhang Chi was a little nervous because he saw a few more shadows appear in the dark forest opposite, with the same two small lamp-like eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps at night, looking a little penetrating.
"Go on to sleep, we still have work to do tomorrow," Charles said to Zhang Chi.
Seeing that Charles was so calm, Zhang Chi felt relieved and nodded to him.
Charles said again: "Would you like a glass of milk? It will warm you up and help you fall asleep."
Zhang Chi shook his head: "No need."
After speaking, Zhang Chi lay down, retracted his head into the sleeping bag, and pulled up the jacket covering the sleeping bag to cover his face.
Even though he was sleeping next to the fire, Zhang Chi still felt that the late night cold air penetrated into the seams of his sleeping bag. Maybe he was really tired, but this cold air could not stop Zhang Chi from falling asleep. After a while, Zhang Chi fell asleep again.
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When I opened my eyes again, there was already a lot of movement in the camp, and it was obvious that everyone was getting ready.
It was still the darkest moment before dawn, but at this time the fire had reached its maximum size, and the bright flames illuminated an area of about ten meters of the camp.
However, this also made the surroundings appear darker, and even the stars in the sky seemed to have lost their original brightness at this moment.
At this time, Garcia said to Zhang Chi: "Are you awake? Get up and drink a cup of hot coffee to refresh yourself."
Zhang Chi reached out and took the cup handed over by Garcia. The cup was a bit hot, but a cup of hot coffee at this time can indeed relieve people from sleepiness.
After taking a sip, Zhang Chi felt refreshed by the bitter taste of the coffee.
After a cup of coffee, Zhang Chi got out of his sleeping bag, put on his jacket and pants, and laced up his boots tightly.
The boots were quite warm after being baked all night.
But from time to time, there will be a bit of sour smell floating in the campground.
No need to ask, I don’t know whose feet are smelly.
At this time, no one was very particular about it. It only lasted a few days and it was over. There was no need to complain about someone's stinky feet.
Nell and another cowboy had been working as chefs, so when they came together they had to start making breakfast for everyone.
You can deal with it at noon, but you can't deal with it in the morning and evening meals. Everyone must be full and there must be a sufficient supply of fat, otherwise people will be very uncomfortable in such a cold environment.
The beef and bacon, which were frozen like lumps of ice, had been placed next to the fire to thaw. The vegetables and other items were also taken out of the bags and placed next to the fire.
In addition to these, there are also dehydrated vegetables, which is about the soup this morning.
After getting up, Zhang Chi tidied up, rolled up his sleeping bag and put it into the bag, and then sat next to the fire to warm himself up like everyone else.
About half an hour later, the camp was filled with the aroma of meat. No matter how unpalatable the meat was, it became more appetizing. What’s more, the two cowboys were very good at grilling meat. Their barbecue skills had reached a certain level.
The meat is tender and delicious, juicy and juicy.
In the morning, Zhang Chi did not choose cowboy steak, but directly chose a piece of ribeye steak, the kind with a strip of pure white fat hanging on the side.
The hot soup Zhangchi chooses is a soup made from dehydrated vegetables. It can be drunk as soon as it is brewed with boiling water, and it tastes very good.
The dipping sauce is still Zhang Chi's favorite black pepper. The cut eye steak does not contain any hemoglobin that is loved by some domestic petty bourgeoisie. Press it lightly with the fork in your hand, and the clear and transparent gravy and fat will disappear from the pink meat.
It oozed out from between the walls, but it was grilled but not raw, which was quite good.
Cut off a finger-thick steak, dip it in the dipping sauce, and put it in your mouth. The taste of black pepper mixed with the richness of beef fat excites the taste buds in your mouth. It is fat but not greasy, fresh but not loose, and chewy.
It doesn't clog your teeth yet and melts as soon as you put it in.
Zhang Chi nodded slightly with satisfaction.
After taking a sip of ribs and then taking a sip of vegetable soup, the greasy smell in your mouth immediately disappeared.
A whole piece of ribeye, about 500 to 600 grams, and a bowl of vegetable soup quickly went into Zhang Chi's stomach, and the coldness of the morning was instantly weakened.
After dinner, the sky also brightened, and a red cloud rose on the eastern ridge, indicating that the sun was about to set on the earth.
Although the sun does not have much heat at this time of year, it is always a happy thing to see the sun. For pedestrians, it is at least much better than a cloudy day.
The heatless sun became more and more ruddy. When they jumped out from the ridge, Zhang Chi and others had already driven the cattle for more than a mile.
Looking up at the sun, Zhang Chi thought it looked like a duck egg yolk, the kind of duck egg yolk with red oil rising out of it.
When he thought of duck egg yolk, Zhang Chi felt as if he was about to start drooling.
I have already eaten all my pickled duck eggs, and I am wondering if I should go to Aunt Phil's house to get a jar of duck eggs and pickle some when I go back, or exchange goose eggs with Aunt Phil?
I haven't been paying attention these days, so I don't know how many eggs, goose eggs, etc. this guy Cannon collected.
The cattle are still moving forward along the cow dung track, and the speed is still ridiculously slow, but they are always moving forward, getting closer and closer to the finish line.
During the lunch break, it was still Chinese-style hot pot. The big guys still didn't talk nonsense and just ate by themselves. Charles also fed his eagle and marten.
But now Zhang Chi has no interest in watching it. He now crosses his legs when eating, because when they are put together, the inside of his legs hurts, and the skin is obviously worn.
Zhang Chi didn't scream, let alone say that he knew that every cowboy came here like this. The reason why people didn't feel pain was because they had already experienced pain, and the skin that had grown out was already strong enough to ignore this kind of wear and tear.
Chiyanshan snorted softly, and sprayed out two clouds of white mist from its two nostrils. A calf was about to play tricks, Zhang Chi gently reined in the reins, and Chiyanshan lay in front of the calf.
Seeing the lasso thrown up, the calf returned to the herd honestly, looking for the next opportunity.