He Changzai, Song Meijuan, and Si Xia walked to a place close to the mountain spring and stopped, he put the red bucket and the sheep on a large bluestone, and said to the two:

"Song Da Beauty, Si Da Beauty, you two stay in place to build the stove, and I'll go pick up some firewood!"

Si Xia showed a look of doubt on his face and said:

"Why do you want to build a stove, isn't it good to have an open-air barbecue?"

"Autumn is dry, and the night wind is strong, if it is an open-air barbecue, it is easy to catch fire!"

After He Chang explained, he took out the carving knife in the red bucket and wiped the sheep's neck with a knife.

Place its neck close to the grass to let the blood run into the dirt so as not to stain the big bluestone.

After Song Meijuan saw this scene, her brows furrowed, and her body subconsciously shuddered.

When Si Xia saw this scene, she seemed relatively calm, and all she had in her eyes was the desire for food.

"Song Da Beauty, when the sheep is roasted, you will understand that its death is worth it!"

He Changzai reached out and patted Song Meijuan's shoulder, pinned the carving knife to his waist, and went to collect firewood.

"It's time to unleash the drone, and in the information I have in my head about the drone, it's a nightly broadcast...... Start streaming!"

Si Xia threw the soybean-sized drone in his hand into the air and shouted.

In an instant, the soybean-sized ball underwent an extremely complex deformation and turned into a yellow crane with white eyes, fluttering in the air.

Song Meijuan looked at the yellow crane in the sky and exclaimed:

"It's amazing, but Si Xia, you still have to shout during the live broadcast, how do I feel like a little demon fairy, a little embarrassed!"

Si Xia said: "In the information about drones in my mind, it can also be broadcast live when it moves, but I think it is the first time to use a drone to broadcast live, and it is more imposing to shout out!"

"Okay!"

Song Meijuan said a word and began to pick up big stones and build a stove.

The drone will also adjust the shooting angle according to my thoughts, and if I leave it alone, the drone will choose the best angle and the best quality content to shoot.

Si Xia thought back to the information about this drone in his mind, and thought to himself that this thing is too intelligent and too humane, it is simply more than a dozen streets away from the technology of this era.

After being stunned for a while, she let the drone shoot automatically and set up the stove with Song Meijuan.

The eyes of the drone emitted two white lights, illuminating the place where Si Xia and Song Meijuan picked up stones, so that the sailors in the live broadcast room could clearly see their every move.

At this time, in the live broadcast room, people typed one after another, and the discussion was very lively.

"Sister Si Xia, this is a shotgun changer, I guess she is using a drone for live broadcast now!"

"This drone is awesome, and it can also light up for two people, I want it too!"

"Sister Si Xia and Sister Meijuan are picking up stones, they must be making stoves and cooking!"

"Just the two of them, where did the little brother go!"

"Yes, I want to see my male god, this long night, empty, lonely and cold, I can't sleep without looking at him!"

"Male god, I want to see you too, as the saying goes, it's so cool for me to stay alone in the bed!"

"The young lady upstairs, when you say this, the speed of the car is a little faster, green live broadcast!"

"Damn, did you see it, a sheep!"

"Is the little brother eating roasted whole sheep in this live broadcast, so capricious!"

"My family of six eats pork, all of them are cut seven or eight taels at a time, and the little brother and two sisters want to eat roast whole sheep, which is really arrogant!"

"These sheep are grown up eating grass, pure wild sheep, the meat must be better than the mutton on the market, I want to say that the little brother can give me the leftover mutton, in order to eat meat, I can not be disciplined!"

"Little brother, do you want to accept a little brother who lights a cigarette and pours tea, I don't have high requirements, just follow you to see the meat!"

"Little brother, hey, people also want to eat meat, last time the fan organization in the live broadcast room went to look for you, I didn't go, I regretted it a little, now I'm going to look for you again, you have to invite people to eat meat, of course I won't eat it for nothing, I can repay it in other ways!"

"Sister come to me, I'll steal the battery car to buy sheep for you to eat!"

......

Just when everyone was talking about it in this live broadcast room, He Chang was carrying a tall and stout dead tree and walked over.

He drew the knife from his waist and cut off the head of the dead tree and cut it into a firewood of the right size.

Then, he took the carving knife and walked to the mountain spring to wash it, and the knife worked like a cloud to clean up the dead sheep on the ground.

In the live broadcast room, after people saw He Changzai, the discussion was very intense, and they swiped the screen directly.

"My male god is amazing, carrying such a thick tree, walking with a leisurely and relaxed expression, it is simply too chic and handsome!"

"Little brother, every time I see your amazing knife work, I can't help but think of Xing Ye and that cup of d

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"Look at the firewood chopped out by the little brother, it looks so bright and golden!"

As far as I know, the golden silk nanmu only grows in Sichuan, western Hubei, Yunnan, Guizhou and the provinces south of the Yangtze River in China.

"Upstairs, do you know that there is a saying that existence is reasonable, and you don't look at how remote this mountain village is, the mountains are majestic, even if there is a golden silk nanmu, it is not surprising!"

"This golden silk nanmu is a good thing to make coffins, and it is also a special wood for ancient emperors to build royal palaces, mausoleums, gardens and other buildings!"

"What I said upstairs is right, Qianlong secretly stole the imperial tomb of the Ming Dynasty, and also stole golden silk nanmu to repair his own tomb!"

"Everyone, let me tell you about the price of golden silk nanmu, this kind of tree costs hundreds of yuan per catty...... If you think about it, the little brother actually used this wood to make a fire, isn't this burning money!"

"Yes, little brother, this is too arrogant, although only the tree is used, but with his superb carving skills, these woods are carved into handicrafts, so that its value is hundreds of times higher, isn't it fragrant!"

"What do you know, at the point of my little brother, do you still care about money, he has reached a state where he makes the best use of things and returns to the basics!"

......

This golden silk nanmu is a dead tree that He Chang inadvertently picked up in the col that has been on the ground for many years, it only uses the head of the tree, and the rest of the place is still very useful.

After packing up the sheep, he picked up the iron rod that he had put into the red bucket on the way up the mountain, and strung the whole sheep in half.

Then, put the cut wood on the stove built by Si Xia and Song Meijuan, light the fire, put the sheep on it, and began to roast it.