Wolf King

Chapter 8

This time Xiao Yun didn't faint for a long time, he just woke up when he returned to the tribe. After all, he was only suffocated by the severe body odor, and he didn't almost get a concussion like last time...

That is, it seems that this dizziness has confirmed his weak stone hammer, and the eyes of several young people looking at him are very cautious... When he borrowed Sal's wooden bucket to carry water and wash vegetables, the girl's wool immediately disappeared. He snatched the barrel, as if the hundreds of meters from the tribe to the water point would tire him out.

There is no way to explain this matter anyway, Xiao Yun simply found a rock and sat down to sort wild vegetables. This time, with the help of three snow werewolf teenagers, the wild vegetables dug back were much more than when he was tossing around alone, except for the most common Many dandelions, plantains, and relatively few ash vegetables were also picked, and some perilla were accidentally discovered.

Perilla, Xiao Yun is very familiar with this thing, not because it is a kind of traditional Chinese medicine, but because he is a southerner - when southerners make kimchi by themselves, they will add perilla leaves to the jar, this thing can prevent kimchi Changbai, when Xiao Yun's mother was soaking sour radish and sauerkraut before, he saw his mother add it.Moreover, perilla leaves have their own fragrance, and many places in the south use this thing as a seasoning.

"It's a pity that there are no folded ear roots... Does it grow in places with high latitudes? Forget it, it's not in season now."

The spiked plantain is too old to eat, but adding some to it when cooking can also prevent diarrhea and so on. The snow werewolves don’t pay attention to the concept of hygiene, even if they are inhuman, they can’t prevent diarrhea; It's just right to mix and match with gray vegetables, add some perilla leaves to enhance the fragrance, and work together.

He was picking wild vegetables on one side, and on the other side, the tribe members who had returned to the tribe were all staring at him from a distance.

"Ashan, what's wrong with Ayun, he suddenly likes to play with grass?" Another snow werewolf warrior who just came back sat at the door of his tent, grinding bone arrows, staring at Ayun who had been "playing with grass" for a long time, puzzled. Ask about Ah Shan who is picking up wild fruits with his buttocks pouted.

"That's not grass, it's vegetables."

Ah Shan didn't know how to answer at all, but the horns beside the wild boar, which was resting, said, "It's a wild vegetable. I've eaten it. It's delicious."

"Oh——" Snow Werewolf Warrior and Ashan Qiqi dragged their voices out, "How delicious?"

Niujiao was drinking water from a "cup" holding a cow's skull. Hearing this, he licked his lower lip and slammed his mouth: "Anyway, it's delicious." With his lack of vocabulary, he couldn't say any words of praise, but he That reminiscing expression said a lot about how he felt.

The snow werewolf warrior and Ah Shan looked at each other, the bone arrows were not sharpened, and the wild fruits were not cleaned up, the two got up together and strode towards Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun knew that there was no such thing as leftovers in the stomach of a snow werewolf, so he picked out the gray vegetables and dandelions collected this afternoon and put them in a piece, preparing to cook them together in a pot later; As a spare, pick out some of the plantain and cook, and put the rest aside to get the seeds later.While he was busy with his work, Uncle Ashan and another snow werewolf brother who was about the size of a cow's horn came over, squatted down beside him, and stared at the wild vegetables he had sorted into several piles with piercing eyes.

Xiao Yun: "..." Forget it, let's just pretend not to see it.

Ah Shan stretched out his hand and picked up a plant of plantain, seeing that Xiao Yun didn't respond, he opened his mouth and stuffed the whole plant of plantain into his mouth.

"Uncle?!" Xiao Yun was startled, you can't see the mud on the trough? !

"..." Ah Shan didn't speak, and he didn't spit it out. He munched hard on the very old plantain with a serious expression on his face.

Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun was completely startled, even if he didn't know how to express, he could still see how heart-piercing Ah Shan's swallowing was.

Swallowing the whole plantain plant with difficulty, Ah Shan's tense face was about to crack, but he still had a serious expression on his face, nodded to Xiao Yun and praised: "Sure enough, it's delicious!"

Xiao Yun stared at him dumbfounded.

The snow werewolf warrior who came with him got up and left, and went back to sharpen his bone arrows... Ah Shan's acting skills, even the snow werewolf can't be fooled.

"... Uncle, this is not how to eat it. You can't eat it raw, and you don't eat the old part. Even if you eat cold dishes, you have to blanch it first, that is, boil it in water, and before boiling it, the mud on it is too thick. Wash it off first..." Xiao Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Oh." Ah Shan didn't hide it now, showing his uncomfortable expression, grinning.

Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun really didn't have any idea about the snow werewolf's brain circuit at all, really.

Washing the dishes with the water brought back by the wool, tidying them up and putting them aside, Xiao Yun felt that he really didn’t need to pay attention to the rhythm and slowly affect the Snow Werewolves. That kind of winding routine was a waste of time, so he didn’t bother to do anything. Keeping a low profile and concealing his sharpness, he walked directly to the side of the wild boar that had been packed by the horns.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it. I was shocked when I saw it. This so-called tidy up...is a whole pig that has been skinned, its belly ripped out and its internal organs removed—because there is no blade, the Snow Werewolf can’t break down the whole wild boar into parts. The piece of meat was not bled when the pig was slaughtered, Xiao Yun was almost suffocated by the thick stench when he approached.

"Damn, the delicious roasted wild pork in YY's novels is really a lie, the wild pork that hasn't been fanned or completely removed the blood foam, just the smell of the roasted wild pork can make people spit up, right?!"

Xiao Yun held his nose and felt like shit, he would definitely not do it if he had to eat this for dinner, after thinking about it, he waved his hand and called Niu Jiao over: "Niu Jiao, do we want to make this meat better?"

"Yes." Niu Jiao replied.

Niujiao had eaten the wild vegetables he brought back, and they were easier to handle than his uncle Ashan, so Xiao Yun simply let him carry the wild boar, and he brought an empty bucket to fill the wild boar viscera, and went to the riverside for secondary processing.

After thinking about it, it seemed that he still needed help, so Xiao Yun called the girl wool again—he originally considered calling Thrall, but he was worried that this human being would catch a cold and cause trouble.

After leaving the tribe, walk about 500 meters to the southwest and you will see the tributary of the big river where the migrated tribe stayed.The river in autumn is not as turbulent as in summer. It seems that the river is still calm. There are a few water birds rising and falling on the water surface with a width of about 20 meters. There are lush reeds growing on both sides of the river. Said planing) a semi-circular pit with a diameter of about two meters and a depth of one meter was made, probably to prevent the tribe from falling into the river when fetching water.

Xiao Yun first pointed out how to clean the viscera of wild boar with wool—the snow werewolves don’t eat the viscera when there is no shortage of food, Xiao Yun doesn’t want to waste it, even if there is no ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, the nutritional value of wild boar viscera is still worth looking forward to, wash pig intestines by the river It's also a little less disgusting than washing in a basin...

After arranging the work for the wool, he then discussed with Niujiao how to process the wild boar. The original wild boar is unusually strong, but it is not a specially raised domestic pig after all. The fat layer is quite thin and there is not much lard. This must be taken out and used for other purposes. It cannot be baked and eaten as soon as it is baked. It is too wasteful.

Then, there is the problem of removing the remaining blood in the pork... Pigs that have not been fanned before, if you don’t remove the blood as much as possible, it will be scary to death. This requires that the wild boar must be broken into pieces—when there is no boning knife available , When you can only rely on your own claws, this is really a problem.

Simply, Xiao Yun already had an idea, let the horns use brute force to disguise the wild boar, carefully observed the spine, ribs, the fat layer to be separated, and the position of the lard, Xiao Yun changed into a wolf shape, brushed Claws out for a while... The wolf type consumes a lot of energy, so you have to save time if you can save time.

It took a while to decompose the pork and soak it in the river, and the restless horns jumped into the river to catch the fish with its claws. Xiao Yun didn't have the ability, so he simply searched among the reeds by the river to see if he could pick up a bird. Egg……

The latitude of the northern grassland is relatively high, but the altitude is not high. It belongs to the plain area. Except for the northern part of the grassland that has been ruled by ice and snow for a long time, other places can be said to have a pleasant climate and lush aquatic plants.But the abundant water resources make the entire grassland full of vitality, and at the same time, it is also accompanied by flooding. In the memory of the original owner, the further south the grassland is, the more swampy it will be. Although the tribe migrated to the southwest, the south of the tribe , Less than a hundred miles away, there is a very large Ze Country, where cattle and sheep will never come out if they accidentally step into it.

Xiao Yun's own hometown lived near the historical "yellow flood zone". He has his own understanding of this: there is no strong country on the grassland, and there are no artificial water conservancy projects. The seasons, the two big rivers on the grassland are naturally flooding wantonly, and they want to go where they want... The aborigines on the grassland dare not live near the two big rivers, they only look for tributaries, and even the most inseparable water It is conceivable that the tauren tribes who know how to farm would not dare to enter the southeastern region where floods flood every year and are all over the rivers and springs.

The ancestors of the Snow Werewolves were also hurt by floods, so they had no choice but to migrate to the southwest. They chose the grassland northeast of the tributary of the Dahe River. The tribe moved directly to this tributary hundreds of meters away. Time discovers, removes cattle and sheep...

Xiao Yun, who didn't pick up the bird's eggs, stood by the river, looked at the calm water, and thought about his snow werewolf self-strengthening production and construction plan. Obviously, with the convenience of abundant water resources, the road of farming is feasible. But before there is enough manpower to carry out water conservancy projects, we must be vigilant against the problem of flood prevention... In other words, the "experimental field" cannot be located nearer the river than the tribe, and then irrigation will be a hassle.

"...Don't worry, farming is next year's business. This year's important thing is to survive the winter."

Pulling back his thoughts, Xiao Yun turned his gaze to the lush reeds by the river bank.

"If I remember correctly, reeds can also be used as fodder for cattle and sheep. If necessary, you can make a transition. If you want to build a house for the winter, the reed poles can be used as a roof... The house must be built, but now I propose to build it Fang Guodong probably won't get any response, although the Snow Werewolves are out of their wits, if they want to listen to me, they must first approve of me."

Xiao Yun, who was thinking silently, turned his eyes to the horns that had caught many fat freshwater fish with his claws.

Freshwater fish are spiny, and people who cannot use chopsticks will not like freshwater fish, and the snow werewolves don't like to eat it... Except for the anomaly of the horn, he will roast the larger fish as a snack, and slowly eat it with his paws. Picking and pulling fishbone is still a small game for him.

"Niujiao, don't throw the smaller fish back, we have lard, you can fry fish nuggets!"

When it was getting dark, the patriarch who was in charge of grazing returned to the tribe with more than a dozen tribesmen who came back to rest in rotation.

At this time, a raging bonfire was burning in the open space in the middle of the tribe, and the spread rattan and grass mats were covered with food and a little wild fruit. It was also when the hungry tribesmen waved happily after seeing the patriarch, calling everyone to gather around the bonfire Sit down and share a meal.

"Is the food different today?"

The oldest patriarch in the tribe first checked whether there were any cubs left in the tribe, and then turned his attention to the food on the rattan grass mat. Unlike the past, which was full of barbecued or boiled meat, today’s straw mat has many more A clay pot filled with green grass, and some strange-looking palm-sized scorched black lumps were placed on broad leaves.

"Well, there are wild vegetables and miscellaneous and miscellaneous fish pieces today." Niujiao looked very stiff when he said words he hadn't said before.

"Miscellaneous fish?" The patriarch was taken aback.

"It's deep-fried, deep-fried..." Xiao Yun, who was sitting among the cubs, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "It's okay to fry fish pieces, but the heat transfer efficiency of ceramic pans is not as good as that of iron pans, and the heat is difficult to control. It's mushy...but the fish pieces are sliced ​​thin and the thorns are crispy, so it's edible."

"Eat first, I'm going to starve to death, I was going to starve to death just now." Niujiao urged, Ayun's saliva was drooling when he fried the fish nuggets.

The tribe adopts a meal-sharing system. Facing wild vegetables and fried fish pieces that have never been seen before, the patriarch in charge of sharing the meal is completely confused. The fried fish pieces placed on the wide blades are easy to share. Just order and taste, it's the same as distributing wild fruits, but how to divide the wild vegetables in the clay pot? !Served in bowls?There are not so many pottery bowls in the family!

I had no choice but to put a few clay pots together, whoever wants to eat wild vegetables grab a handful...

This distribution method made the corners of Xiao Yun's eyes twitch. He forced the clan members who stayed behind and came back early to wash their hands, but the claws and claws of the gang who just came back with the clan leader are still pitch black!

In particular, in order to express his encouragement to the cub, Ayun, who came back from looking for wild vegetables, the patriarch took the lead in grabbing a handful of wild vegetables, and just this one, I don’t know how much mud and ashes he brought into the pot...

"Well!"

Not knowing that Xiao Yun was staring at the patriarch whose dirty hands were in pain, he bit the bullet and ate the grass into his mouth, and his expression immediately changed. He ate wild vegetables that were at least half stained with plaster, He glanced at the "mature" Ayun with relief and emotion, but felt embarrassed to continue catching, picked up the fried fish allotted to him and took a bite.

"Oh~~~ah~~~"

The patriarch let out a sigh of ecstasy, and slowly chewed the fish pieces with crispy skin and delicate inside, with a look of enjoyment... After all, the Snow Werewolf is not made of steel, and the aftermath of years of spoiling his body is the teeth in the middle and late adulthood. The damage is serious, and the patriarch who is over sixty now has a bit of trouble eating barbecue, not to mention the fish that is easy to eat and does not hurt his teeth.

After experiencing the new food, the patriarch’s expression was obviously different from usual when he ate the roasted wild boar—the pork that was bloodshot removed and then cut into small pieces was heated more evenly than the whole wild boar roasted on the rack, Xiao Yun I also asked Uncle Ashan to ask for some long manes of wild animals, washed them and made a small brush to brush the fish oil on the wild meat. Although there was still only salt and no other seasonings, the fishy smell was greatly reduced and the fish oil was added. The fresh fragrance is very different from the barbecue that I used to eat.

Xiao Yun, who didn't have the courage to eat wild vegetables, silently gnawed wild pork that was barely edible for him. Seeing that the snow wolves, including Thrall, refused to look up after eating, he showed a melancholy face like a wolf with a big tail. Take a long breath: "The dinner table strategy is a beautiful first battle... Sigh, why is my sense of accomplishment so low?"

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