The mother and son saw the ice cube for the first time, and they were stunned in the face of this cold ice lump.

The lioness is very experienced, and it is first on guard, getting up and stepping back, and only staring at the ice after a few steps.

Simba is a rookie and doesn't understand bullshit, and when he sees his mother retreating, he will follow the calf and the big cow's shit.

The lioness stared at the ice for a while, then pushed her son's ass with her big paw and pushed it up: try poison.

Simba is a newborn lion calf who is not afraid of tigers, it entered the rivers and lakes without a proper sword, and left the lion group without accumulating any experience.

A lick.

The ice cube was naturally comfortable to lick coldly, Simba licked it twice and shivered, and then it turned its head and squinted at Yang Shubao and grinned: This thing is fun.

Seeing that her son was fine, the lioness also came up and licked it, and the mother and son licked it very hard.

A few ringing honey eagles flapped their wings and flew above Yang Shubao's head, Yang Shubao thought they wanted to get close to him, but a bird pulled a bubble of on his shoulder.

"Sooner or later, I'll roast you. Lao Yang was very angry.

Before he knew it, it was evening again, and he bought a lot of things today, and his dinner could be richer.

The elves' dinner was equally rich, and they took the fruit and went with the crates to call the dogs.

Yang Shubao hurriedly said: "Don't give it to the dog, it's for you." ”

Nate said suspiciously, "Why do I feel that this is not quite right?"

Danny and John didn't care, they opened the lid and scooped up the milk cubes and ate them.

Yang Shubao carried the fat upstairs, and the lioness stood up immediately when she smelled the meat.

"Look at what? This is what I eat, and you eat on the ground. ”

After being scolded by him, the lioness lay down again and continued to lick the ice.

Yang Shubao turned on the high heat to heat the pot, then turned to medium-low heat, when the pot was hot, he cut the fat into slices, and when the pot was hot, he just put the meat slices into the pot.

As the sizzling sound sounded, white smoke came out, and some transparent lard flowed out of the meat.

He slowly turned over the meat strips with a spatula, and after a while, a shallow layer of lard rose at the bottom of the pot.

The meat slices are two fingers wide and narrow, and when they turn pale yellow, Yang Shubao picks them out, and then pours out the lard and puts in a new batch of fat slices to continue refining the oil.

The slices of meat that have been refined with oil are crispy and fragrant, and after it cools a little, he sprinkles a little salt on it, and nothing else needs to be added to his mouth, it is very pure fragrant and salty.

Most of the pork in the small town is free-range, and there are no large-scale pig farms here, so pigs are raised without feed.

Through his efforts, a large piece of fat pork turned into a bowl of oil residue and a small pot of lard, both of which are good things.

When he was done, he turned his head and saw a lion's head in the window, and Simba looked in with his front paws like a dog, his big black eyes full of curiosity.

Yang Shubao walked over and touched its head and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Simba wagged his ass and wagged his tail like a golden retriever.

Lao Yang liked this little thing very much, he poured a bottle of yogurt for it to drink, Simba went up with his tongue, and the yogurt in the basin was all gone.

It also wanted to lick Yang Shubao's face, but how dare Lao Yang let it put it in his mouth? The feline has barbs on its tongue, and he probably won't want to find a daughter-in-law in the future when the lion goes on his tongue.

Of course, if he is willing to find a blind daughter-in-law, that's another story.

With lard, he can make his own flatbread to eat, he cut the green onion and the dough, after the dough is awake, he rolled it into a round cake, he sprinkled white sesame seeds, black pepper and fine salt, only a few simple seasonings, and finally sprinkled with chopped shallots, and then the lard hot pan fried the dough.

South Africa has chili sauce without sweet noodle sauce, but the flour in the advent supermarket is cheap, and he buys a lot of it, so he can make his own sweet noodle sauce.

This is not troublesome, his hometown used to make homemade noodle sauce, the flour was mixed into a batter with water, soy sauce, oyster sauce, sugar and monosodium glutamate were added to it, and after the mixture was done, the oil pan continued to mix, and the final result was sweet noodle sauce.

There are a lot of hands-on projects today, and by the time he finishes his busy work, the sun has set and the stars are hanging high.

Yang Shubao went to the roof with oil residue, sweet noodle sauce, shallots and lard flatbread, the night breeze was blowing, the air humidity was a little high, he sat on a chair and dipped the shallots in the sweet noodle sauce and ate the flatbread.

It's the taste of home.

He took a photo but couldn't post it on Moments, and he couldn't pretend to be like a brocade night walk.

Fortunately, the shallots dipped in the sauce are delicious, the sweet, glutinous and sticky noodle sauce, and the crisp and delicious shallots, they are a perfect match together.

Uncle Yang felt incredible eating with a click, the ancestors were so powerful, they were able to find such a matching partner for shallots.

The cake he baked is also very fragrant, mainly the lard fragrance, the flatbread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, the skin is fragrant and salty.

In this way, he thought of Nicole, and then thought of Veloika, no matter how hard he was with his children, it would be better to choose Veloika as his wife for the sake of his children.

The saliva flowed out, mainly because the shallots dipped in the sauce were too delicious.

The next morning, he decided to go to the flower shop to get his belongings back, and at the same time to buy some tools to prepare for the construction of the road.

The large lump of meat had been destroyed by the lioness, and she ate it to her heart's content, and returned to the river at night to prepare for the next few days to live by drinking water.

Simba is a child's heart, he refused to leave and stayed, and officially mixed in with the dogs, and Yang Shubao also saw it when he went to look for the golden retriever.

As a result, he understands that lions are social animals, and that the females of the same group are almost synchronized regardless of their age and dispatch time, and they will give birth in about the same time.

Lao Yang has seen some biological studies before, saying that lions have evolved this instinct to optimize lactation, so that every female lion is a mother, and even if a female lion dies, its baby will not starve to death.

But at the same time, another instinct of the lions has been developed, that is, the young animals grow synchronously, and the young lions like to play in groups like children, and Simba blends in with the dogs for this reason.

John feeds the dogs, and the lion cubs sneak in to grab the dog food, wagging their tails with the golden retrievers as they eat.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao understood why it was so good at twisting its ass yesterday.

He asked John if he wanted to domesticate the best golden retriever, and John beckoned to a dog and said, "That's it, it can understand simple words and can do two tasks at once." ”

He took the golden retriever to the town, the flower shop was open, and old Zorro was dancing with a small dagger in reading glasses and carving a piece of black wood.

He didn't look up after Yang Shubao got out of the car, but Lao Yang felt that the other party's eyes were moving with him.

Hearing the sound of a car stopping at the door, Nicole, who was pruning the flowers, looked out and smiled brightly: "Yang, good morning - wow, golden retriever!"

The old man snorted disdainfully: "Dog fans." ”

After Yang Shubao pointed at Nicole, the golden retriever ran over sensibly and sat down obediently in front of her.

Nicole half-knelt in front of it and put her arms around its neck and crossed its dog's head, the smile on her face bloomed like a spring flower, and there were hundreds of flowers in the store, but none of them could take half of it.

Yang Shubao walked over and took a look, and then squatted down: Nicole's children will not suffer in the future.

Nicole put her arm around the dog's head and stroked it for a while and asked, "Does it play a game of picking up balls?"

Yang Shubao touched it and said, "It may all hit the glory of the king." ”