Chapter 470: Eating Meat

Fire allowed human beings to eat cooked food, and completely bid farewell to the era of Ru Mao and drinking blood. A few minutes later, Yang Zheng looked at the bonfire that was completely burning, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, there are large stones around the bonfire, so you don't have to worry about the wind blowing out, while leaning on the cliff, the stone cliff will be burned by the fire for a long time, which will produce heat and affect the surrounding temperature.

"It's a great shelter, just a bed away." Yang Zheng looked at the long-lost bonfire and smiled, filled the general's pot with snow, put it next to the bonfire and roasted it, and then picked some tender green pine needles and put it in to cook.

Before coming, Yang Zheng watched the video and knew that pine needles have the effects of dispelling wind and dampness, killing insects and relieving itching, invigorating blood and calming the nerves.

After that, Yang Zheng picked up the dogleg knife and looked around, his eyes locked on a few thick pine trees not far away, slowly passed, and was about to cut down trees to make a bed, when he suddenly found a series of footprints not far away and couldn't help but be surprised, go up to see, the footprints seem to be left by rabbits, is it a snow rabbit? Yang Zheng was overjoyed, looked up in disbelief and followed the footprints, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Food, there is already fire, if there is still food, the perfect immortals will not be replaced." Yang Zheng, who was already hungry, couldn't help but move, didn't bother cutting down trees, and walked forward along the footprints, walking for more than 200 meters, there was a dirt slope in front of him, and the footprints entered the dirt slope.

Yang Zheng has a lot of experience in hunting in the jungle, and realized that there must be something under this dirt slope, so he hurriedly stepped forward, held the dog-legged knife tightly in his hand, and was ready to shoot at any time.

"Rabbit hole?" Yang Zheng was overjoyed, looked around, did not find the entrance of the cave, was not sure how deep the cave was, hurriedly returned, picked up a few burning pine trees and put them at the entrance of the cave, and let the smoke blow in, the pine trees burned up The smoke is not small, and the smoke is choking and poisonous.

Yang Zheng guarded the entrance of the cave uncertainly, vigilantly looking around, to prevent the rabbit from running away from other places, it was not easy to catch the rabbit on this snowfield with his physical strength, and after waiting for a while, Yang Zheng felt that there was movement in the cave, and he was overjoyed, and quickly squatted down.

Suddenly, a fat rabbit rushed out of the panic inside, Yang Zheng was overjoyed, had been prepared, pounced, grabbed the rabbit, quickly twisted the neck, just breathed a sigh of relief, found that another one rushed out of the cave, this one was not psychologically prepared, so that the rabbit successfully rushed out of the cave.

The food was tempting, which greatly stimulated Yang Zheng's desire to survive, and he grabbed the dogleg knife and threw it hard.

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The dog-legged knife sank into the rabbit's body, the rabbit fell on the snow and did not move, Yang Zheng was overjoyed, his eyes were shining and he looked at the cave, there was no movement inside, and after waiting for a while, he still didn't see anything coming out, and it was estimated that there were only two, but it was enough, and he had to be content.

Yang Zheng picked up the dry wood that was still burning, picked up two rabbits and a dog-legged knife and returned to the camp, threw the rabbits on the ground, hehe smiled, with these two rabbits, Yang Zheng knew that he was temporarily alive, and it was not time to make food, Yang Zheng hurried back to cut down pine trees.

The pine tree with the thickness of the bowl mouth is nothing in front of the dog-legged knife, and a big gap appears in a few knives, and it will be cut off after a few more knives, with food and fire, Yang Zhengfang Buddha saw the hope of life, and his spirit was greatly lifted.

Yang Zheng cut down five pine trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth in one go, removed the branches, took two meters long, cut off the tail, about half an hour, Yang Zheng carried these trunks to the bonfire, and placed them diagonally side by side, seeing that the height below was not enough, he thought about it, and moved a few big stones to raise the top.

Five thick trunks side by side, each straight like a bed, and above the ground, avoiding dampness, as long as you put on a moisture-proof mat and sleep until you can sleep.

The bonfire and this bed are in the pit, about one meter below the ground, the wind can't blow in, in order to keep warm, Yang Zheng will be the moisture-proof mat with a stick to prop up, and then use the snowdrift to reinforce, like a tent, the wind blocking effect is better, Yang Zheng did these did not stop, and cut a few wooden sticks and smashed them into both ends of the wooden bed, fixed, to avoid the trunk rolling, affecting sleep, but unfortunately there is no rope, no fine vine, otherwise it will be better to tie it.

When all this was done, the sky was completely dark, and it was much easier to have a bonfire lighting, Yang Zheng made a bracket to disembowelist the snow rabbit who stabbed the dog-legged knife to death, and there was no need to drink blood if the food was sufficient, and wiped the stones around the bonfire with snow, and roasted the snow rabbit's liver on the stone.

At this time, the snow water in the military pot has been grilled, Yang Zheng was overjoyed, took the kettle aside to cool, propped the snow rabbit with a stick, and put it directly on the bonfire to roast it.

Picked up the military pot and drank a few sips of hot water, the hot water entered the stomach from the esophagus, and the whole person began to heat up, Yang Zheng felt that he was alive again, no longer a wild man, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and he flipped the snow rabbit while drinking water to replenish water, and he felt that the days were not so hard.

For an hour or so, the snow rabbit was roasted with oil, the grease rolled down, fell on the bonfire, crackling, Yang Zheng looked at this scene and smiled happily, took out the salt and carefully smeared it on the barbecue, and then tore off a large piece and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

The delicious taste of meat was instantly amplified in his mind through his taste buds, Yang Zheng felt that he had never eaten such a good thing, chewed it in a big gulp, and felt like eating meat, it was so good, alive, it was so good, Yang Zheng giggled happily, moaned with satisfaction, and felt that all the cells in his body were singing, celebrating this rare delicacy.

Yang Zheng was half-full, cut off the rabbit meat one by one, and found the food bag containing the salt, and lived on the meat for the next few days.

After a while, Yang Zheng peeled off all the remaining meat, and then threw the inedible parts such as the skeleton into the bonfire to avoid the smell of meat attracting wild beasts, and then killed another snow rabbit, and the edible internal organs were roasted on the stones, and the inedible ones were thrown into the bonfire, and the flesh was propped up with branches and set on fire to be grilled.

The liver of the last snow rabbit has been roasted, Yang Zheng smeared some fine salt on it, picked it up and eaten, the taste is not bad, continue to roast the meat after eating, the mood is good, about an hour, the rabbit is roasted, Yang Zheng eats some more, and then cut off the remaining meat and put it away, fill the military pot with snow and continue to bake on the fire, add some larger firewood.

Yang Zheng simply cleaned up his personal hygiene, washed the socks he had worn for a few days with snow, baked them by the bonfire, put on a new pair of socks, put on shoes, held the dog-legged knife in his arms in case of accidents, and lay on the bed with five thick tree trunks side by side, and slept with clothes.

"It's so comfortable." Yang Zheng felt the temperature of the campfire, moaned comfortably, and fell asleep in a daze.

(End of chapter)