Chapter 158 [Drinking Wine and Watching the Wind and Snow]
The pine tree was dismembered and transported back to the cabin, and the dead pine tree was used as firewood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoNot to mention a blizzard, even an avalanche can survive safely in a cabin.
Of course, in order to make the two women in the family feel at ease, Lefu had to use a satellite phone to inform the two hostesses of the house not to worry. I am now very safe in the hunting cabin, and there is food and drink to wait for the snowstorm to stop in two days.
He returned home safely, and Lefou, who instructed Mr. Abdul-Jabbar to take good care of the white bison herd in the blizzard. In particular, the sub-adult white bison were experiencing this kind of snowstorm for the first time, and the temperature plummeted, although they had a thick coat to protect them from the cold.
However, because they are too young and have no experience, it is easy to cause a large area of frostbite and frostbite, and this year it is difficult to let the white bison cubs survive 100%. Lefu doesn't want a snowstorm to ruin all his efforts for the year, so those little bison with poor resistance need to be taken care of with extra care.
Mr. Abdul-Jabbar said that there was no problem, although the white hairs who were able to suppress the research money were not there. Lefu is not in no one who can command the white bison herd, fortunately there is another emperor in the white bison herd, that is, Roosevelt Sr.
This old fellow has been the leader of the white bison herd for more than ten years, and his prestige is still there, as long as Roosevelt is in Mr. Abdul-Jabbar. You can command the white bison herd to drive the sub-adult white bison with poor resistance, as well as the old and frail bison, to the winter pen and be confined for two days according to their own ideas and movements.
Although these days the unafraid of the ground is a bull temper and unwilling to live in a winter pen, but old Roosevelt looks at who dares to blow up his hair. The old guy is always old, but his combat power is not comparable to that of a hairy boy like Bai Mao who has just taken over the bison herd.
After instructing the white bison herd, Lefous called his uncle Eric again, and the storm came relatively suddenly. Be sure to make sure that everyone in the entire tribe stays home and that no one is in the mountains except themselves.
If someone goes out hunting and encounters a snowstorm, it is a dead end, but fortunately after a few hours of exploration. None of the tribesmen of the entire Bison tribe went up to the mountains to hunt, so Lefu was in peace in the cabin, calmly facing the howling snowstorm outside.
Why do you say that the devil cries and the god howls? Because the woods and valleys in the mountains block the howling of the mountain wind, the sound is particularly terrifying. As the saying goes, ghosts cry wolves, and this kind of ghost-like whine makes people feel hairy in their hearts, but fortunately, there are so many people around. Especially Uncle Tank has no reason to be afraid in Lefu, although he feels hairy in his heart, he can only go up.
Although Lefu is the chief, there are not enough people now, and Lefu, the little chief, has no reason, let alone stand idly by. So help Uncle Tank chop firewood, clean up the sika deer's legs, and prepare dinner tonight. Outside, the north wind was howling, and the snow was like cotton candy, but inside the cabin was as warm as spring, and the warmth of the bonfire made people feel a little cold, and the smell of sika deer legs was wafting all over the house for a while.
Since the life of the Indians has not reached that peak state, there are still some nomadic characteristics left. In particular, the barbecue tastes really good, especially when the Indian barbecue is added with those natural spices, so that the taste of the barbecue is addictive.
This is also a major feature of the Indian diet, and there are few traces of the synthetic condiments in the Indian diet except for salt. These condiments include MSG, soy sauce and so on, and if you grew up eating these synthetic condiments, you will feel very uncomfortable eating Indian barbecue for the first time.
But you have to get used to eating the original barbecue, which is very delicious and very healthy for the body. When he saw the roasted deer leg bubbling with oil, he sat next to the tank and smirked, made Uncle Tank laugh, and asked with a pair of big eyes. "Lefou, what are you smirking at! Isn't it just a roasted deer leg, as for making you happy like this? Still stupefied by the blizzard outside, hahahaha. ā
Lefu knew Uncle Tank's character and didn't care, just smirked and opened the Indian carry-on bag from the shoulder he was carrying crossbody. Mysteriously, he actually found two brown-red porcelain wine bottles in his bag, and when he saw these two bottles, Uncle Tank's eyes were about to burst out of greedy green light.
Seeing Lefu shaking two bottles of wine in front of him, Tank smiled and gave Lefu a brain melon and scolded with a smile. "You kid really don't forget to enjoy it at any time, and you actually brought two bottles of Moutai to hunt in the mountains, and you can figure it out. Are you not afraid to break the wine bottle when you go over the mountains? When the time comes, what will you do if the scum of the wine bottle scratches you? ā
Lefu doesn't care! My Indian satchel is made of bison leather and is quite thick, and the capacity is not small. The crossbody is very close to the body, and even if you go up the mountain, you don't feel any drag, except for these two bottles of Moutai with a history of 70 years. There are also cigars, pipes, ashboxes, chocolates and beef jerky in the Lefu satchel, anyway, in addition to eating and drinking, it is not smoking. As Tank said, no matter what time the kid goes, it's all about enjoyment.
Don't underestimate these two Moutai wines, with these two bottles of wine stuffy in the cabin, it's much better, but it's something that Lefu didn't expect. Uncle Tank had just finished laughing at himself, and he opened his own satchel again, and pulled out a flask made of sterling silver with a capacity of two liters.
After opening it, a whiskey fragrance came to the face, both of them are a virtue, Zhu Bajie looked in the mirror, and no one laughed at anyone. But the flipping bag became a chain reaction, and several other members of the chief's personal guard also smiled and pulled out their own satchels.
He took out all sorts of things, and there was even a strange member of the pro-guard who suddenly turned out five or six red-colored apples from his bag. Now that all the fruits are complete after the meal, and the deer legs are roasted and oily, the blizzard outside the warm cabin forms a very eerie and harmonious picture.
Everyone took their own knives and cut a piece of meat from the roasted and oily deer leg, and then held their own kettle with Moutai and whiskey. Eating and drinking and talking and laughing, that feeling is called good, this feeling Lefu has not enjoyed for a long time, today I have time to relax.
There were no chiefs or guards in the cabin, but brothers of the same tribe. Sitting together, eating meat, drinking, chatting, laughing, looking at the marshmallows falling in the sky, and those north winds like ghosts crying wolves, it feels very subtle and very feeling.