Chapter Thirty-Nine: Finally Meat to Eat?
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Fang Hong's breakfast can only be white porridge.
Fang Hong raised the fire and cooked, the big bear and the rice bucket were very clear that these fires were used to make that kind of white and glutinous food.
Of course, for them, no matter how dry the rice is, it is also glutinous.
However, if you eat porridge early in the morning, don't think about sharing a piece of soup in the rice bucket, because in addition to Fang Hong's rations, the rest is prepared for Da Xiong.
Fang Hong took two ash bags, roasted them on the fire, and after mashing them in the bowl, the rice bucket immediately ran to Fang Hong and stared at him with big eyes, this shape was the same as a hair in mahjong when he was a child.
Fang Hong: "Don't think about it, this is for your mother." ”
The reason why it is dried is to grind it to get the powder, and if you sprinkle it directly, you may be able to grow mushrooms on the legs of the bear.
After pounding the medicine, Fang Hong searched for a long time, found a stick, and came to the big bear: "Bit." ”
The big bear couldn't understand what Fang Hong was doing when he handed it a branch, so he stared at Fang Hong.
Fang Hong opened his mouth and put it in front of his mouth: "Bite." ”
Water friends: "Welcome to the car show sent to the food world, you come to compare and I will guess the link." ”
The big bear bit the wooden stick, and Fang Hong snapped his fingers: "I finally understand." After that, I got to the place where the big bear injured his leg.
The rice bucket jumped up and ran and opened his mouth: "Whew, hey." ”
"What are you doing?"
Rice Bucket: "Ugh. ”
Fang Hong understood what it meant, picked up a wooden stick casually, bit the wooden stick in one bite of the rice bucket, and then lay down in the posture of a big bear.
"Sure enough, it's a good idea. ”
"As the saying goes, parents are the natural teachers of their children, and they must imitate everything. ”
"No, no, no, the rice bucket is saying that I may be a waste bear. ”
Fang Hong used a knife to cut the gauze on the bear's leg, and then took it down little by little.
Wild animals are indeed more resilient than humans, and some of them have already scabbed.
The big bear finally understood that he was going to bite the stick: "Woo, woo." ”
I wanted to scream, but I still whined.
The rice bucket heard the cry of the big bear on the side, looked up, and then climbed down again: "Woo." "But drooling while screaming doesn't look like pain, it looks like I'm hungry.
"If you eat a bear's paw, you can GG. Fang Hong was also afraid, after all, it was a beast, although it was saving it, although it also understood, but in case the beast broke out, then something would happen.
Fang Hong used the ground ash packet, sprinkled the crumbs on it, and then wrapped it briefly with gauze, but did not tie the knot, but picked up a few grains of rice in the pot to let the gauze stick.
It took a long time to do all this, and every step was taken carefully.
The porridge in the pot was ready, Fang Hong scooped out a little rice, then tore up the unprocessed ash bag, sprinkled it in a bowl, put it in leaves, and put it in front of the big bear.
"Come, open your mouth. ”
The big bear opened its mouth slightly, and Fang Hong took off its wooden stick.
The rice bucket was watching from the sidelines, whining.
Fang Hong rolled his eyes and walked over: "Come, you open your mouth too." ”
Removing the stick, it's like flipping a switch, and the rice bucket starts to jump again.
The big bear's tongue sticks out and it is called a long, and at once it rolls up the whole leaf of food.
The effect of ash wrapping is most obvious when applied externally and taken internally, treating trauma, stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation.
Fang Hong was miserable after two meals of white rice mixed with bean paste, the third meal finally became porridge mixed with bean paste, which was not as good as the first two meals.
"It was the most miserable time I've ever had. ”
"It's rice, Brother Gun. ”
Fang Hong began to pack his things, and the rice bucket kept following.
Fang Hong ignored it, but put everything into his bag: "Wild animals don't touch if they don't touch too much, if one day the rice bucket sees a human being, and that human is a poacher, it will pounce on it happily, it will be a human tragedy." ”
Bears in the Caucasus are afraid of humans, and this situation should be kept alive and well.
At least you won't die if you are beaten with a stick by Lao Maozi, and if you are beaten by a poacher with a gun, you will die a bear.
After packing his bags, Fang Hong: "It's time to say goodbye." ”
"Brother Gun won't stay for a follow-up visit?"
"I don't think that's necessary. Fang Hong carried his bag and looked at the rice bucket mother and son: "Goodbye." ”
After Fang Hong said goodbye, he turned around and left.
Big Bear kept looking at Fang Hong, and the rice bucket followed, biting Fang Hong's trouser leg.
Fang Hong lowered his head: "Goodbye, little guy." ”
"Woo, woo. "I couldn't open my mouth, and I whimpered, as if I was crying.
Fang Hong smiled: "You have grown up, but you are the overlord of this forest, can you make a little difference?"
"Woo. ”
"Rice bucket, loosen up. ”
The rice bucket loosened, squatted on the ground, and looked up at Fang Hong.
Fang Hong: "Goodbye, go back to your mother." ”
The rice bucket understood, walked back, took a few steps, and looked back again.
The rice bucket turned its head and walked forward again, still looking back, it was waiting for Fang Hong to call it, and then it would happily run over and be coquettish again.
However, Fang Hong did not call.
After going back and forth a few times, the rice bucket finally arrived in front of the big bear, and seemed to forget everything in a blink of an eye, jumping happily and playing happily.
Da Xiong was always staring at Fang Hong's direction.
Fang Hong smiled and waved his hand: "Goodbye." ”
The bear turned his head and rested on his palm, resting as before.
Fang Hong also continued to move forward as in the past.
People are always used to looking back, looking at the road they have traveled, and then moving on, pursuing new experiences, new lives.
The beasts also remember the past, and they also look back, each with its own thoughts.
The howl of the North American gray wolf, the resoluteness of the tea bowl, the forgetfulness of the rice bucket, and the profundity of the big bear, bit by bit, all stayed on the road, behind Fang Hong.
Walking in the Caucasus mountain forest, you can see bare gray peaks and white snow tops from time to time, and the fresh and cold air brings a different atmosphere.
All kinds of insects move in the forest, and the stream is murmuring.
Fang Hong picked up the bow and arrow, this time, Fang Hong was going to hunt.
"Brother Gun, why do you use the Mongolian style to use a compound bow, doesn't it hurt your hands?"
Fang Hong looked at the bow in his hand: "Someone has asked me this question before, in fact, it is very simple, the Mediterranean style is the index finger middle finger ring finger open bow, suitable for competitions, archery after a long time of preparation, it seems that the ancient Western longbow is also this way, and the way we use what is collectively called the Mongolian style in the West is thumb and index finger archery, high efficiency, fast shooting, suitable for continuous bowing." ”
In fact, the Mongolian style is more difficult, but there is always a half-irrigation when you see others using the Mongolian style, in fact, the Mongolian style is better than the Mediterranean style after practicing it, after all, the bow is used for hunting, not for shooting targets. What's more, archery in ancient Europe used the Mediterranean style, which was almost a way of assassin archery, because Europe was poor and couldn't make too many arrows, and it was different in ancient China.
Some people still think that with the Mongolian style, it is necessary to open it like the Mediterranean style and prepare for two or three seconds before shooting, so no matter how awesome and coaxing the thumb is, it will be wasted.
While speaking, Fang Hong saw a target, and without hesitation, the arrow was placed on the bow, and in the process, he used his eyes to determine the prey, and then opened the bow and shot the arrow in one go.
That's why people who use the Mongolian style, say that the 110-pound compound bow can't shoot in the Mongolian style, it's because you guys are too slow, where is the time to prepare for you when hunting.
"Brother Gun, Rabbit?"
"Rabbit. ”
"What do you eat?"
"What's wrong with this time?"
"Braised it. Fang Hong smiled.
The bright and plump red rabbit meat, mixed with hot oil to give off a strong aroma, is served in a rich red sauce, and no one can help but swallow it.