Qin Zhuangping's method of handling deer is a veteran at a glance, a knife flew in his hand, and a whole deer skin gradually fell off the deer. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the deer is not big, that is, it looks like twenty catties, and the sundries are removed at most, it is about ten catties at most, such as Wen Xu, these people naturally only eat meat, and the rest is not easy to take away, and there is no way to use space on such a hot day, so you can only throw it!

The good thing is that it's an old forest, and it's impossible to leave any of these things, and nature doesn't waste a little food.

Zhuo's father held a flat stainless steel strip in one hand, grabbed a piece of two-centimeter-square venison from the tray with one hand and threaded it on, looking at the venison that had been kneaded with spices, he couldn't help but praise and said: "Your job is too easy, you came out with all kinds of spices, at first glance I thought you were here to camp!"

What made Zhuo's father unbelievable was that Wen Xu's gang even brought cooking wine, which made him feel that there was really no one! Thinking of this, Zhuo's father looked at the degradable disposable plastic gloves on his hand again, and suddenly felt that it seemed that bringing cooking wine was not so excessive.

"Originally, life in the forest was hard, if you were sorry for your stomach, then you couldn't say it" Wen Guangzhi heard Zhuo's father say this, and replied with a smile.

You can reply with a sentence, and you have to add a sentence at the end: "This is what Uncle Xu said."

"I think he's the only one of you who says this!" Before he could finish speaking, he immediately let out an ouch sound.

"What's wrong?"

"There are mosquitoes!" Zhuo's father was very uncomfortable, and immediately took off the disposable gloves on his hand, reached out and gently grabbed his ankles.

Qin Zhuangping looked at it and hurriedly said, "Don't grab it, stick your foot out and let me see?"

Hearing Qin Zhuangping say this, Zhuo's father stretched out his feet a little. At this time, Zhuo's father's ankle had been scratched red and swollen, almost half the size of a palm.

"Rub it with wind oil?"

"This thing can't use wind oil essence, you can't stand the itching" After speaking, Qin Zhuangping asked Wen Xu, who was beating meat worms by the river: "Boss, is there still that ghost onion?"

"Yes, there's an extra one!, just in the pot next to the mushrooms, you can find it yourself!" Wen Xu replied.

Hearing Wen Xu say this, Qin Zhuangping put down the skewer in his hand and walked to the basin, picked up the weeds that looked like onions and not onions picked in the afternoon, put them directly in his mouth and chewed them heavily, chewed them for a while, spit them out, put them in his hands and pinched them, and then pasted them on Zhuo's father's feet.

To be honest, what kind of aesthetics can a man like Qin Zhuangping have? The things on Zhuo's ankles are not beautiful, they don't match beauty at all, not only ugly but also disgusting, but also have a pungent smell of weeds.

However, Zhuo Dad is not a brainless young man and it is not easy to say anything, he can only endure both nausea and itching, but after a minute, Zhuo Dad is immediately comfortable, not only is it not itchy on his bare feet, but there is also a cool feeling.

"Oh my God!" said Zhuo's father happily.

Qin Zhuangping smiled and said to everyone: "Let's put down the work in our hands first, apply the cool oil and wind oil essence, and wipe every exposed part to be smeared, it seems that there is a big bomber targeting us tonight!"

Qin Zhuangping's big bomber is a mosquito, generally speaking, the mosquitoes in the city are all gray mosquitoes, but when it comes to yin poison, it can be regarded as a small flower mosquito, and the mosquitoes in the forest are almost all large-flower mosquitoes, and when you bite into the body, it is immediately a pink bag, not only large-flowered mosquitoes, but also small enough to get into the tent net, and this kind of small mosquito is also the most poisonous and poisonous, such as Zhuo Dad was bitten by this kind of small mosquito just now, and a bite can directly make you scratch blood.

Hearing Qin Zhuang say this, everyone put down the work in their hands, and today it was already armed and neat before it was dark, and they began to wipe it directly on their bodies, and soon the whole camp was filled with the smell of wind oil essence and cool oil, so that the fragrance of the snake meat and mushroom soup in the original pot couldn't help but fade.

Seeing that two or three of these people used up a bottle of wind oil essence, Zhuo Dad sighed secretly in his heart, Zhuo Dad has also seen what other teams are like in the past two days, but when it comes to taking things out of place, Wen Xu's team is a first-class one, and the result is also obvious, although the number of people in the team is not much, but this mental state is indeed one of the best in the entire camp.

Armed with repellent water, everyone continued to wear venison skewers and talk nonsense around the fire.

Qin Zhuangping is a sincere person, he doesn't talk much when he works, so he wears quickly, and he is the first to finish the work in hand, and he just put down his hand here, and then he yelled at Wen Xu: "Boss, am I here to bake or what do you say?"

"It's not difficult to bake this thing, let Guangzhi roast it themselves, bake it and eat it, I'll be fine right away!" Wen Xu said as he brought the drained meat worms back to the edge of the fire, then picked up a frying pan and put it on the fire to heat, and after a while, he reached out and showed the temperature over the pot, then added peanut oil, and when the oil was hot, he poured half of the meat worms directly into the pot.

Zila!

I only heard a sound of oil, and suddenly there was a fire in the pot, Wen Xu took back the pot and turned the pot several times, and when the fire was extinguished, only the golden butter and shiny meat worms that had been fried were left in the pot, and the fried bugs were shoveled into the small pot, and then continued to explode the remaining bugs.

With this done, the snake meat and mushroom soup is almost ready. As soon as the things were good, everyone set up a shelf around the fire to officially start today's dinner.

Wen Xu scooped a bowl of soup first, put it in his small bowl, and made two pieces of snake meat for himself: "Everyone do it yourself, you can't wait for others in this matter!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and continued to burn the three skewers of venison in his hand on the fire. These people in the camp spoke warmly, and soon a pot of soup was divided, but fortunately, Zhuo's father was not a polite person, and he also made soup and meat in his bowl, and there was nothing polite to eat in the camp.

Zhuo's father took a sip of snake broth, Meimei raised his eyebrows, and then took a sip of Moutai in the tea can, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable inhalation: "Ah, delicious, it's too fresh!"

Wen Xu saw that Zhuo's father was eating so happily, picked up the jar of wine at his feet and touched him, and then turned to everyone and said: "Today, let's welcome Uncle Zhuo! But what I want to say is that although Uncle Zhuo's wine is good, don't be greedy, drink less, we still have business tomorrow, and when we finish searching, we will go home."

"Why don't you search, the income is hundreds of yuan a day, I don't see that some teams are just doing it to get money, why don't you want to take it?" Zhuo's father couldn't help but say when he heard it.

Wen Xu shook his head and said: "Do you think there is any other significance? It's been so many days, it's been a few days since we came, it can be said that there is a lot of bad luck, and now it is estimated that the family members can't accept this fact, that is, they have plenty in their pockets, if ordinary people put up such a frame, they can't search for it a long time ago."

Zhuo's father sighed when he heard this, he knew that what Wen Xu said was right, none of the five people who were lost had a bag, with their skills, if they were still alive now, it would be really shit luck.

Just like Wen Xu said, the reason why he didn't give up was because three of the five people who lost were not bad for money, and one of them was still the only seedling in the family, and it was impossible to stop looking for it for a month or two according to Zhuo's father's estimate.

Even if there are opinions, no matter how angry their children are, everyone is a parent, how many people can accept this fact?

The child who has been raised for 20 years went out happily one morning and couldn't come back, and now it's not just the white-haired people who send the black-haired people, but they can't even find a corpse, not to mention these people who have lost their children, Zhuo's father is also embarrassed when he thinks about it.

Although this matter is not too related to your own daughter, but go out to play together, other people's children are gone, and your children are coming back alive, which is lucky for your family, but what will these people who have lost their children think, it's really hard to say, people's hearts are waiting to be angry.

Thinking of this, Zhuo's father stretched out his big hand and gently patted Wen Xu's shoulder, then looked at Wen Xu directly, and said repeatedly: "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Now a thought flashed in Zhuo's father's heart: How nice it would be if I had such a son! Then he thought, even if he didn't have this blessing, it would be good to be a half-son, but it's a pity that now it's like this, and such a good son-in-law will be gone!

Zhuo's father didn't think he was a patriarchal person, so he didn't ask for it again after he had a girl at home. But now he wants to get along with Wen Xu, although it doesn't take long, but it gives Zhuo's father another experience, there are some things he can't do with his daughter, but he can with Wen Xu, he likes to go to the bar with Wen Xu, the 'two masters' together to 'kill the Quartet' proudly, and then call each other brothers and sisters with the intention of drinking.

It wasn't until today that Zhuo's father found out that there were some things that his daughter would not be interested in Ben, so she could only do it with another man, and Guan Jian was super happy to do it.

Among them, Wen Xu's identity as a former son has a shortcoming that makes Zhuo's father dissatisfied, that is, two men can't talk about women together, and besides, whose father-in-law pulls his son-in-law to have something to do, this girl and that girl, how much to do. So in Zhuo's father's heart, he always thought that it would be great if he had such a son, and sometimes Zhuo's father felt that he was about to be stunned.

Zhuo's father was a pity that he was clueless, and he was confused, I don't know if he said that it was a pity that he lost the five people, or if he couldn't be a son-in-law, so he smiled and didn't speak, turned his eyes and continued to look at the roast venison in his hand.

"Come, Wen Xu, let's have another drink" Zhuo's father picked up the tea jar in his hand and touched it with Wen Xu.

Wen Xu also took a sip here, this time there was no cheating, although he didn't know what Zhuo's father was thinking now, but to be honest, Wen Xu also liked Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother, they were very elegant and educated, and they were really good to themselves, but how could everything go as planned.

Just roast venison, the first 'grandfather' drank slowly, chatting about the interesting things when they used to drink, and after about twenty minutes, the people who knew the interest left, and went back to the tent to sleep, leaving only Wen Xu and Zhuo Dad plus one person sitting next to the fire, Wen Xue and Zhuo Dad seemed to be reminiscing more like remembering, but neither of them said anything, just chatted lightly.

The other person is Qin Zhuangping, he didn't mean to stay next to listen, he has a job in his hands, who let Wen Xu, the boss, open his mouth, let him take out a whole piece of deerskin, and let him use it to wipe the car when he washes the car!

This requirement is really no one, everyone knows that the deer skin is soft, and the deer hair is soft and delicate and does not hurt the car, so when he heard Wen Xu say this, Zhuo's father also asked for a piece here.

Although the deer was bitten to death by the big black panther, the leopard preys on the throat, and the skin on the body is not very damaged.

As a good player, Qin Zhuangping also persuaded him, but his boss didn't want to ask for a car cloth with a hard heart, so after eating, Qin Zhuangping had to use a knife to gently remove the muscle residue or oil flowers left on the skin, and threw it on the fire, and suddenly made a stabbing sound, whether it was meat scrap or oil flowers, after a faint spark burst out in an instant, it disappeared without a trace, just like the five people who were looking for it!