Golden Fishery

ps: Read the exclusive story behind "Golden Fishing Ground", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, pay attention to the official account of Qidian Chinese website (add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter qdread), and tell me quietly! This wild boar only weighed 150 to 60 catties, and Qin Shiou could easily carry it by himself, but he didn't want to show too many changes in front of an acquaintance like Mao Weilong, so he called Iwosen.

Iverson is a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex, with standard well-developed limbs, a half-sized wild boar, and easily dragged up by holding a hind hoof with one hand.

When slaughtering wild animals on the mountain, it is best to do it in the river, try to avoid leaving the smell of blood in the camp, otherwise it will not only attract ferocious beasts such as wild wolves, but also attract insects and ants.

Qin Shiou and Nelson handled the wild boar and the buck by the river. First, they loosened their skins with boiling hot water, and then quickly removed the skins with a saber.

The wild boar skin is the most difficult to peel. This thing is almost integrated with the meat, unlike deerskin, you just need to peel it down.

After peeling the skin, throw all the internal organs into the water, as long as the meat is enough, how much meat can four people, two dogs and a half-sized bear eat?

Qin Shiou washed the skin of the male deer with water and dried it on a tree. The deer skin is a good thing, but there are bloodstains on it, so it is not safe to bring it back to the camp. It is best to hang it on a big tree. Dry.

After the bloodletting and evisceration, the deer and wild boar were mostly done and ready for dinner.

Mao Weilong and Ivorson went to pick up a lot of dry firewood. Nelson set up two stoves with stones and a bonfire as a barbecue stand. The surroundings were separated by stones and clay excavated by the river. Afraid of grilling fires. So it must be guarded against.

The venison is actually not very tasty, some firewood, lack of fat, almost all lean meat, lack of flavor. So you can't cook it, you have to grill it, and keep brushing it with oil when grilling, so it will work.

Qin Shiou chopped off all the ribs of wild boar and cooked them in a pressure cooker. In the pot, wild vegetables such as celery, wild garlic, and fennel were cut. When he came, he also brought onion, ginger, garlic and aniseed ingredients. Throw it in and cook it together, that's a good taste.

The venison first picked two legs, cut them into long sections weighing two or three catties with a saber, and then put them on the branches and roasted them over the campfire. Nelson patiently brushed the oil and sauce. Soon it will be oily and golden.

At this time, the night was already dark, the sun was setting, and the moon was rising. Today is a fine day, the sky is full of silver stars, sprinkled on the dark night, like countless large and small diamonds sprinkled on silk and satin.

Kanbal Mountain is a real natural oxygen bar,

If you do so much exercise today in the city. Mao Weilong probably couldn't move on the ground for a long time, but in this mountain, he can always rest. Because there is a continuous supply of oxygen.

Mao Weilong regained his energy after resting for a while. He threw two pieces of firewood into the campfire from time to time to keep the fire going strong.

The weather is beautiful, the wind is not strong tonight, and it blows gently on people's bodies and faces, soft and comfortable.

also. In this way, the fire will not be blown away, and it will rise straight into the sky. That kind of indomitable momentum, people can't help but feel proud.

Mao Weilong took a cushion and lay down. In this way, he saw the night sky, looked at the clean as if spotless night sky, he opened his mouth wide and said nothing.

Qin Shiou smiled. He thought that Mao Weilong must be like him. He was shocked by the cleanliness when he saw the night sky of Farewell Island for the first time.

No matter how magnificent projects humans can build, the most shocking thing is always nature.

"Bird. Beast, I think of a poem." After a long time, Mao Weilong murmured.

Qin Shiou smirked and said, "Then you read it out, and I'll listen to what poems you know, little stick."

Mao Weilong didn't fight with him, he stared at the starry sky with wide eyes, and slowly read word by word: "Silver-candle-autumn-light-cold painting screen, light-luo-small-fan-fluttering firefly. Tianjie The night is cool-like-water, lie-look-lead-cow-weaving-female-star!"

After listening to this poem, Qin Shiou was speechless. He stared at the blazing flames and said after a while: "Your grandson, I never thought you would have such a brain! This poem is so appropriate, who wrote it?" ?”

"Du Mu, a generation of poets!" Mao Weilong said leisurely, "You said, if you can write a poem like "Autumn Evening", the starry sky that Du Mu saw at that time is also like this?"

Qin Shiou said: "The starry sky our ancestors saw must be more brilliant, more dazzling, and more gorgeous than this, especially in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, the country was prosperous and the people were peaceful and broad-minded. It's much bigger!"

"Damn it, I really want to go back and take a look, it's enough to satisfy me." Mao Weilong said expectantly.

"Beep beep..." The pressure cooker began to deflate, making a harsh sound.

Qin Shiou and Mao Weilong were still immersed in the intoxication of China's past five thousand years of history. At this time, under the night sky in a foreign country, the two descendants of Yan and Huang suddenly felt unprecedented pride.

Perhaps Europe and the United States are far ahead of China in terms of economy and technology, but they will never give birth to a civilization as brilliant as Tang poetry and Song Ci. The future can be traced, but history cannot be changed!

The venison was roasted, and Xiong Da ran over first with a small-tailed possum. The tiger and the leopard sat beside Qin Shiou, looking at the venison in Nelson's hand expectantly, sticking out their tongues and licking their lips. But they just don't come together.

Qin Shiou saw the North American possum running to his side, and beckoned to call it. The little possum was startled, and then cautiously approached him.

Caressing the soft white fur of the little opossum, Qin Shiou smiled at Mao Weilong: "This little guy doesn't have a name yet, you can give it one?"

Mao Weilong rolled his eyes and said, "I'm nostalgic for the past and the present, so don't bother me, go away!"

Qin Shiou had no choice but to think of a name himself, he really didn't have the talent for naming, look at this little guy with white hair, and he is Xiong Da's follower, um, let's just call it Dabai.

Of course, this North American possum is not very big now, but it will grow up anyway.

Giving a name meant that Qin Shiou had accepted the possum. He thought about it for a while and thought it was funny. The fishing ground was almost becoming a rat's nest. First the little squirrel, then the little ground squirrel, and now it was the little possum's turn.

Dabai is very innocent, I am not a rodent or rodent, okay? I am a member of the kangaroo family, and I do not have rabies, plague or other viruses and bacteria on my body.

The first batch of venison was roasted, and the meat was divided into rows. Qin Shiou first gave Iwasson two pieces. His already hungry chest was sticking to his abdomen. The lunch meals were not strong enough for him.

Sure enough, when the meat was in his hand, Iwosen didn't think it was too hot, and started to gobble it up as he tore it, his mouth was full of oil.

Xiong Da himself took a piece, and the tiger and leopard shared a piece. Qin Shiou asked Nelson to eat first, and he would roast it for a while.

Nelson definitely couldn't do this, so he and Mao Weilong were asked to eat first. Qin Shiou went to look at the pressure cooker. As soon as he opened it, a strong wild boar aroma mixed with the fresh aroma of wild vegetables rushed out.

Qin Shiou scooped up a bowl of soup and tasted it first. It tasted much worse than hazel chicken soup. It didn't have that umami taste, but it was fragrant enough. It is very rotten, so the broth is also very thick and the fragrance is very strong.

"Eat big pieces of meat, drink in big bowls, take out all the wine you brought, and have a carnival tonight!" Qin Shiou shouted to Mao Weilong.

Mao Weilong didn't need his instructions, and rushed to his backpack as soon as he started eating. He brought two bottles of Moutai, both of which were internal products supplied by the military.

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