Looking at Su Guoer's figure that disappeared in a hurry, Ling Zikai wondered if he would open up a hunting ground in the forest farm in the future, so that everyone could have a good time.

At this time, he suddenly found He Ling standing not far away, looking at him curiously.

"What do you see, do I have flowers on my face?"

"You don't have flowers on your face, but there seems to be something growing in your belly, how did it get a little bigger? You probably met a fox spirit in the woods and made her belly bigger! It's not right, you're a man, even if you are given that by the other party or something, you won't get pregnant!"

Listening to He Ling's upside-down words, Ling Zikai felt a little inexplicable, and said angrily: "I think you are the fox spirit!"

When Zhang Nan heard this, he also found that the coat on Ling Zikai's body was bulging outward, and there seemed to be something hidden inside, so he asked curiously: "Brother Kai, did you still get any good things, hiding them in your arms and not wanting us to know!"

"Oh, I forgot about this little one!"

Hearing Zhang Nan's question, Ling Zikai understood that they were referring to the little white tiger hidden in his arms, so he smiled and said, "If you don't ask, I really forgot about it." When I was in the woods, I picked up a newborn tiger cub!"

Ling Zikai said as he carefully took out the little white tiger from his arms.

This little guy seemed to regard Ling Zikai's warm chest as his home, and was sleeping quietly, after being taken out by Ling Zikai, he was awakened by a chill outside, and twisted his body uneasily.

Hearing that Ling Zikai had picked up a tiger, He Ling and Zhang Nan both surrounded them curiously, but after seeing Ling Zikai holding a kitten cub with white fur that was a little bigger than a palm, they both felt a little disappointed.

"Brother Kai, where is this little tiger, it's clearly just a little white bobcat. ”

Ling Zikai said quietly: "Is this a bobcat, how can I look similar to a tiger?

"It's easy! You haven't seen a tiger before, so you probably saw it on TV. The tiger's fur is yellow and white!"

"That's not right, I've seen white tigers in the zoo before!" Ling Zikai continued to retort.

He Ling chimed in beside him: "That's right, I've also seen white tigers. ”

Zhang Nan glanced at the two of them and said, "Please learn more knowledge from the two of you! What you see is just a variant of the Bengal tiger, and the appearance of the authentic Bengal tiger is also yellow and white." And this is the Xing'an Mountains, which is the range of Siberian tigers. ”

"Since the Bengal tiger will mutate into a white tiger, maybe the Siberian tiger will also be able to have a variant of the white tiger!"

"Whether the Siberian tiger will have a mutated white tiger, at least until now, I haven't seen it on any information. ”

He Ling asked, "Could it be that a Bengal tiger has come to Xing'anling?"

"Is it possible? Have you ever seen a penguin or a polar bear pop out of the middle of a tropical rainforest? Besides, a newborn tiger cub is at least the size of an ordinary adult cat. ”

Seeing Zhang Nan's undeniable appearance, Ling Zikai fell into his heart with a stone, and subconsciously said: "Since you are so sure that this is a kitten, then I am relieved!"

Zhang Nan asked puzzledly, "What are you relieved of?"

"Oh, nothing?"

Ling Zikai shook his head and said in his heart: As long as you all think that this is not a tiger cub, then at least until this little white tiger grows up, no one will find out the identity.

As he spoke, a gunshot rang out from the mountains and forests in the distance, and it seemed that Sugol had already shot his prey.

Ling Zikai put the little white tiger back into his arms and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a bobcat or a tiger, I'll take it back to the forest farm and raise it for a while." ”

Then he beckoned the two of them to go into the woods and pick up some dry grass and branches, and set up a bonfire in the camp.

As soon as the fire was raised, Sugol came back with a prey with brown fur on his shoulder.

When he came to him, Su Guoer threw the prey to the ground, and said with some excitement: "Today's luck is good, I met a little wild boar, weighing thirty or forty pounds, enough for us to eat!"

Ling Zikai looked at the wild boar lying on the ground, with long, hard brown needle hairs all over his body. It looks similar in appearance to a domestic pig, with a sturdy body, stubby limbs, a long head, small, erect ears, a thin and short tail, and a pair of exposed fangs, flipped upwards, somewhat hideous.

There was a gun hole in its head, and blood was oozing out.

Ling Zikai asked Su Guoer, "Isn't this wild boar a protected animal?"

Su Guoer said with a grin: "Brother Kai, you can rest assured." Wild boars are not national key protected wild animals, although the state prohibits hunting, but wild boars have a strong reproductive ability, if not controlled, they will flood, so, in order to maintain ecological balance, can be hunted in a certain season to control the number.

In the town of Yunhai. Every autumn, the town government organizes a hunting team to go up the mountain to hunt wild boars!"

Ling Zikai didn't know if what Su Guoer said was true or false, and since he had already called, there was no need to say more.

At the moment, everyone worked together to clean up the wild boar.

Originally, the wild boar was to be dehaired with boiling water, but because there was no such large container to soak, it had to be changed to skinning.

They are not good at this Ling Zikai, but fortunately, Su Guoer is here.

Although he didn't do this kind of thing often and had no experience in it, as a descendant of the Durenque tribe who used to hunt for a living, he still knew how to do it.

After tossing for a long time, he finally stripped off the skin of the wild boar, then disemboweled, threw away all the internal organs, and went to the nearby stream to clean up.

The wild boar weighed more than thirty pounds after it was cleaned up. Sugol cut the boar into two large slices and took one of them and grilled it over the campfire.

After a while, the surface of the pork began to grow fat, which looked a little tempting, and the dripping fat fell on the fire with a crisp "crackling" sound from time to time.

When the meat was roasted until golden brown and a smell of meat wafted out, He Ling couldn't help but snatch the knife from Su Guoer's hand, cut a small piece of meat, completely ignored the heat, put it in his mouth, and shouted while chewing: "It's so fragrant! The meat quality is good, much better than that of domestic pigs! It's just less flavorful." ”

"The condiments haven't been sprinkled yet, where will there be a taste! Who made you so anxious? ”

As he spoke, Sugol cut off the roasted wild boar meat one by one, and placed it on a piece of birch bark, then took out a small bottle and sprinkled some condiments on the slices of meat that had been blended long ago.

This time in the mountains, although they ate dry food and didn't think about making a fire to cook, the cuckoo still prepared some supplies for them to survive in the wild, just in case, including condiments for barbecue.

In fact, wild boar meat is mainly lean meat, although the meat is delicious, but after chewing, it is a little hard. However, the game is rich, and the dry food that everyone has been eating for so many days still feels quite delicious.

By the time everyone's stomachs were a little unbearable, there was not much left of the half of the wild boar on the fire.

Perhaps it was the smell of the wafting flesh that tempted the little white tiger's appetite, and a small cry came out of Ling Zikai's arms, and he kept struggling with his four little paws, trying to crawl out of it.

Ling Zikai then remembered that it had been more than ten hours since he was born, and this little thing had not yet dripped, so he should be a little hungry.

However, what made Ling Zikai difficult was what he should take to feed it, and he couldn't let it eat barbecue too!