Lisko’s American Life

On the second day, Lisko packed up his hunting items early, including a jacket, tied trouser legs, handmade cowhide boots bought from the town, Reston with his back on his back, a revolver in his waist, and a Swiss knife in his leggings. sig special dagger.

Picking up the luggage bag, there are some emergency medicines and serums in it, as well as some compressed biscuits and a stainless steel water bottle. He has to be prepared to return empty-handed and find no food. This kind of thing has happened many times in his past experience .

When Lisko went out, he met Rooster and Colt who were also fully armed. Everyone laughed when they saw that everyone was bulging.

"Rooster, go and drive the pickup."

The three got into the car and quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Huh~" Colt stretched out his arms, "I haven't hunted for a long time."

"Then you have to aim later, maybe you will be at the bottom this time." The rooster teased.

"No, there is also Lisko. I think I am better than a person who sits at a desk and writes every day."

Lisko smiled, "I often go to the gun club to practice guns."

The three of them walked into the woods noisily, and soon arrived at their destination.

There are two wooden houses standing in the woods, which were built a long time ago by two hunting enthusiasts, Bo and Lisko's father, and this is also the favorite place for the three of Lisko's childhood.

"It was collapsed by a wild boar last year, and the planks I found were repaired again." The rooster triumphantly claimed the credit.

The three gathered firewood and lit the fire in the house with hot water.

Colt climbed to the roof to observe as before, and set up his gun. "Bo's binoculars are still so easy to use." He was holding the binoculars with a lot of scratches on it, and the green paint on the edges had been worn off a lot. It was a souvenir Bo brought back from the army.

Lisko and Rooster shared a room with each other, set up guns in the room, and gnawed on a pack of compressed biscuits.

Not long after, the code came, and Colt knocked on the eaves.

All three of them looked forward intently, and a group of wild ducks staggered out of the jungle.

"Bang, bang bang bang"

Colt shot first, knocking down the leading wild duck, and Lisko and Rooster also took out their pistols and shot.

After a burst of shooting, a piece of wild duck fell on the ground.

"Whoever hits the most must be me."

Colt jumped off the roof at once, holding a gun and yelling in high spirits.

"It must be me, you didn't hit anything except the first shot." The rooster pouted disdainfully.

Lisko looked at the two arguing people amusedly.

"Pick up one and roast it, I'm a little hungry."

Colt pulled out his trousers saber, picked one up and went to the water's edge. Lisko and Rooster were picking up the dead wild ducks, tied them all up and threw them into their bags, waiting to go back and distribute the prey.

I haven't seen him for many years, and Colt's craftsmanship has not left anything behind. The duck was cleaned up, and the rooster took it, stabbed the duck with a knife a few times, and smeared it with salt and spices. Wrap it with big leaves, wipe some mud, and throw it into the stove.

The three of them waited for the delicious food in front of the stove, while recalling the past.

Suddenly, the rooster stopped laughing endlessly, listened carefully, and immediately grabbed the gun.

Liske and Colt also changed their expressions quickly.

"Huh~huh~"

The cry was getting closer and closer, and they all recognized the cry of a wild boar, and the three guns aimed at the sound.

The weeds in the woods moved, and after a while, a wild boar the size of an adult's waist poked its head out with its tusks.

The rooster took a deep breath. Although this is in the mountains, due to the increasing number of people hunting in recent years, such large prey is basically rare. Most of the three of them hunted before and harvested wild ducks and pheasants. For some hares, the largest prey is no more than a four-horned elk.

The three of Lisko held their breath and looked at the wild boar that was getting closer.

"Lead." Lisko yelled first, and pulled the trigger of the shotgun first.

The three kept firing towards the front.

"Bang bang bang,"

Lisko fired all the bullets in the gun at once, looked at the motionless wild boar, and stopped the two who were loading the bullets.

"died."

The three of them waited and watched for a while, and found that the wild boar's head was covered with bullet holes, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Huh~" The hands of the three were trembling, and they breathed heavily, the rooster struggled to get a few cans of beer from the backpack, the three of them opened the clink glasses, and took a few gulps.

"Hahaha," looked at each other's sweat-drenched look, and laughed heartily.

"This broke our prey record. We actually shot a wild boar."

Colt was so excited, the three of them calmed down and ran to see the wild boar.

The black hair was like steel needles, and the body was covered with thick mud. Fortunately, the three of them shot at the head, otherwise the wild boar would not be so easy to die if it hit the muddy body. Looking at the body shape, this wild boar weighs at least 200 kilograms.

Having obtained enough goods, the three of them had no intention of continuing here. At the same time, they were afraid that the blood on the ground would attract the wolves, so the rooster tied the wild boar's limbs with the rope it carried with it.

The three of them found thick wooden sticks to pick up the wild boar, put out the fire, and walked down the mountain, panting tiredly when they walked halfway.

"If not, let's cut off the pig's head and limbs, and throw away the rest. This wild boar is too big for us to carry down the mountain."

The two of them thought about it, and agreed to the proposal. Bringing the pig's head satisfied their show-off hearts, and they could also taste the meat with the limbs.

The three people who reached an agreement quickly finished packing, rejected Lisko who gave him the meat, and took two fangs for collection.

After returning home, he changed out of his sweat-soaked clothes. Lisko soaked the wild boar teeth in hot water in the kitchen and scrubbed the surface with white vinegar. Soon the two fangs were as white as new.

Lisko wiped it clean with a paper towel and put it in a showcase in the study.

As soon as he sat down to rest, the phone rang. When Lisko saw the call, he knew it was his long-winded manager.

"Li, how are you doing today?"

Lisko rolled his eyes, "Everything would be fine without your call."

"Haha, well, I know you're bothered by that, but I still have to ask, what about the new book? The editors at Random House have been blocking the door to my office lately, and they're offering 18 dollars in royalties for this book." %,"

Lisko thought about it for a while. This royalty rate is not bad in the American literary and art circles. New writers often only get 5%. Liskot's cooperation with them in recent years is also good, and Langdon's boss and his mentor are old friends.

The agent, Lu Bo, was introduced by a brother of one of his columnists. He has worked together for several years without any mistakes. He is usually a good person and takes good care of Lisko.

"Lu Bo, tomorrow, I just finished, I have to check it again."

"Really, it's great. I'll notify the publishing house immediately. They have already prepared the cover and promotional posters."

Lisko felt a little disgusted and kept the phone away from him. Lu Bo is in his forties this year, and he has made a lot of money relying on Lisko in recent years, and his personality is still like this.

Lisko turned on the computer and flipped through the completed manuscripts. After checking, Emil also received the cover of the novel from Lu Bo.

A hooded boy stands with his back in a golden wheat field, and the sky is painted blue. Generally speaking, this cover fits Lisko's aesthetic.

"Roubeau, the cover is great, and the manuscript will be mailed to you tomorrow."

Lisko replied to the email and went to the kitchen by himself. Jasmine has been busy with the ranch for the past few days. I asked Lisko if she wanted to come back to make dinner. Seasoning bought in Chinatown.

I took a crucian carp from the side, which was caught in the lake on the ranch. The cowboys originally threw it away, but Lisko asked for it.

Put the onion, ginger, and garlic into the hot oil, and cook for a while. Put the processed fish into the oil pan and fry both sides, add water and boil, so that the cooked fish soup is white.

After stewing the fish soup for an hour, it is already a milky white fish soup. The noodles are machine-pressed noodles bought in Chinatown. Lisko was a northerner in his previous life and loved to eat noodles. This fish soup noodles was taught to him by his ex-girlfriend. After trying it a few times, he loves it very much. The deliciousness of the fish soup.

The noodles were slowly cooked, and Lisko put in some small green vegetables and cut a few sections of red peppers. This pot looked very nice, with red peppers, white fish soup, and green vegetables.

Lisko turned off the fire and tasted this long-lost taste, tears could not stop streaming down.