The live broadcast room became noisy because of whether to slaughter the hare, but Zhang Yang only pouted when he saw these barrages, in fact, to put it bluntly, 'Mother-in-law says mother-in-law is reasonable, and public says that public is reasonable', everyone wants others to agree with their own views, but they are not willing to give up their arguments.

But on the contrary, he felt that if he wanted to live a good life, he had to ...... Ahh

Never say anything 'dreams into reality', and don't say anything 'what should be yours is yours, it's useless if it's not your forcible request', for him these words are pure nonsense, if you want to survive comfortably in this world, then you must have the ability to match, to put it bluntly, people who have no ability will wait for the rabbit, people who have the ability have long made their own tools to hunt, and people who stand tall will only be eliminated.

Carrying the fat rabbit who was still struggling desperately to survive and refused to give up, Zhang Yang went straight to the place where he washed the pot before, although the drone had been hovering near him, but it was a perfect avoidance of his figure.

Squatting by the stream, holding the stone knife in his hand, Zhang Yang gestured back and forth on the hare's neck for a long time, and finally gave up helplessly, throwing the seemingly sharp stone piece to the ground, cutting food or something, and using this thing to cut the hare's neck was a joke.

looked down at the hare that was pressed to the ground by him and kept struggling, Zhang Yang didn't have any unbearability in his heart, and his eyes were very bland, nothing more than the law of the jungle, this society is like this.

Turning his head and looking around, he finally saw a thumb-thick branch under a big tree not far away, and his eyes lit up and he quickly went over to pick it up.

The branches are about the same length as the forearms, and the overall appearance is relatively straight, and one end looks relatively sharp, which is a good tool for bloodletting.

"It's you, little rabbit, if you have a good baby in your next life, I'll laugh at your meat brother!"

Looking down at the struggling fat rabbit again, Zhang Yang couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, fantasizing about the strong fragrance of the rabbit meat after it was cooked, pressing the hare directly to the ground and exposing its neck, picking up the branch with his right hand, aiming the sharp end near the rabbit's neck that he pulled out, and stabbing it directly with his hand.

Burst.....

The sound of a broken ball being pierced and leaking sounded, and the end of the branch plunged directly into the hare's neck without any hindrance as the muscles of his strong right arm tensed.......

After the violent struggle of the first branch digging into the neck, the slowly stirring of the hare's belly gradually slowed down until it disappeared.......

"Whew!!"

With a long breath, Zhang Yang began the next slaughtering work, which was nothing more than peeling and removing the internal organs, and without tools, he directly put his fingers in and directly tore the resilient rabbit skin with his strength beyond ordinary people.

Patches of red melted into the water and floated downstream along the trickling stream, and some of the internal organs were also thrown into the stream by Zhang Yang, and finally returned to the cabin with a large lump of cleaned rabbit meat.

The next thing is nothing more than a skillful cutting work with a stone knife, although there is always a sense of sluggishness, but fortunately this stone path can still be used, and the hare that has been fat has been broken down into many pieces by him and placed on the table where he wiped them clean.

It was at this time that the drone consciously came to his side and included him in the picture of the live broadcast room, and at the same time announced that the slaughter work was over.

"That's it?"

"10 minutes? That's a bit fast, Brother Yang hasn't done this before?"

"I just want to know what Brother Yang is going to cook tonight?"

"Rabbit head, it's a pity that there is no seasoning, otherwise a spicy rabbit head can be made. ”

"If only there was a chicken and spices, a perfect rabbit chicken is very tasty!"

"What is a rabbit chicken? Why have I never heard of it?"

Zhang Yang, who just came back from carrying a pot and taking some water from outside, saw this barrage, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a face full of aftertaste.

"The young man is also a fellow believer, the rabbit chicken is actually a homemade dish in some local villages in Lingyun City, the ingredients are rabbit and chicken, plus the potatoes are put on the thin dough sheet or gnocchi, it tastes delicious, especially the stewed potatoes and gnocchi after a long time of stewing into the unique fragrance of chicken and rabbit meat, plus the perfect combination of seasonings, no, I can't help it, I must make a meal to eat when I have time, I haven't eaten it for a long time. ”

Saying this, he couldn't help but drool because of the description he just made, but unfortunately now the materials are not complete, and even a cooking tool has only one pot, don't even think about rabbit chicken, it is good to have wild vegetables and mushrooms to cook rabbit meat at night.

As the flames under the pot churned, a pot of cold water slowly began to heat up, and when Zhang Yang saw that the water temperature was almost boiling, he threw half of the rabbit meat he had just taken out to wash into the pot.

After putting the lid on the pot, he sat down on the ground and said as he lit a cigarette and swallowed the clouds.

"Okay, let's cook it roughly, and after boiling the blood foam, let's take it out and wash it, and then we can officially start the stew. ”

As the faint green smoke rose from the front of the cigarette, Zhang Yang turned his head to look outside the room, and found that the sky outside had slowly darkened through the crack of the open door, and in the windowless room, the light began to become dim.

"Sing a song, I suddenly thought of a song in this situation, and I'll give it to everyone while I'm here. ”

Picked up his mobile phone and Zhang Yang found a folk song that he had recently listened to more and more flavorful in a recent playlist, and pressed the play button, of course, just accompaniment.

The soft sound of the guitar slowly sounded in the room, so soft, so gentle, gradually as if it was soothing people's hearts.

"A ballad "With Light" is for everyone. ”

Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the ground, stared fixedly at the burning flames, listening to the crackling and burning sound of the wood, and a low, soft, magnetic voice came out of his mouth gently......

"Your eyes are the light of my night;

The eyes that look through the floating world;

In dreams, in the fog;

In the whispers;

......

Tired birds return to the mountains and forests;

Your figure flickered in the distant mountains in the dark......"

Folk songs have been at the climax of creation since ancient times, but only those who like folk songs know it, maybe they have experienced a trough, but they have never disappeared, which contains the singer's mood, and the singer's soul is an emotion that the singer wants to pass on to people.

Many people are slowly getting older with the passage of time, but what remains unchanged is that they will slowly fall in love with some quiet, soothing, and some songs that can express people's emotions unconsciously.

Zhang Yang has never sung folk songs, and today's debut is his live broadcast room, but he doesn't have a guitar in his hand, which is a pity.

The singing gradually disappeared, and the soft guitar accompaniment gradually became smaller, smaller, until it disappeared, and when the people in the live broadcast room were still immersed in the flamboyant singing, he himself had already detached himself from the music world he had just constructed, and turned around and refocused his attention on the fireworks.

He took two pieces of wood, removed the large iron pot from the iron shelf, walked directly to the stream while it was not completely dark outside, changed the pot of water, and returned to the house.

The rabbit meat with the blood foam removed, the washed fungus and morels, and the peeled kudzu were thrown into the pot by Zhang Yang once, and then some wild vegetables such as wild onions he made in the afternoon were thrown into the pot, and after the lid was closed, he sat next to the flame, feeling the thick heat brought by the flame.

"Wait, it's best to cook for a while, when the time comes, with the help of the starch of kudzu, this pot of soup should become very thick, take advantage of this time I will make a basket first, I can make a little is a little." ”