Uncle Quan prepared his guy, brought a pot, a knife, and an old shotgun and some glutinous cakes and the like, and then took Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaoman to start going up the mountain, and the hunting dog was naturally in the team, but this hunting dog ran far in front of Uncle Quan, and refused to fall behind.

"Two guests, this road up the mountain is not easy, you should be careful, and look at the sky, I am afraid that it will rain. Uncle Quan looked at the clouds in the sky and said to Ye Wudao.

"We'll be careful, I already have a raincoat in my backpack. Ye Wudao said to him.

Uncle Quan nodded, stopped talking nonsense, and began to walk along the mountain road to the mountain, Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaoman, the handsome men and beautiful women, in his eyes, are those tourists from the big city.

I'm afraid that Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaoman are in Uncle Quan's eyes, and they won't be able to go far on the mountain road and they will shout hard work, if it weren't for the money Ye Wudao gave was very rich, Uncle Quan wouldn't want to take this job.

There are dangers in the mountains, and even a hunter with rich experience like Uncle Quan will not rush into the depths of the mountain, and this pair of young people actually want to go to the mountains to play, so Uncle Quan has made enough preparations, and even brought a shotgun that he has never carried much.

However, this kind of shotgun is not the modern advanced shotgun, but the kind of very old style of shotgun, before each shot, you need to fill the barrel with gunpowder and iron beads, after each shot, you have to tinker for most of the day before you can continue to use it again.

According to Uncle Quan, this thing is something left by his grandfather or his grandfather's grandfather, saying that it is a product of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, it is not easy to beat people, but it is still very easy to use for hunting, that is, gunpowder is easy to get damp, and often shoots dumb guns.

The dog ran happily at the front, and often couldn't see its trace, but this hunting dog is indeed spiritual, Uncle Quan didn't care about him at all, and after a while, he would appear out of nowhere, and there was a pheasant in his mouth, a hare or something, and he took this dog into the forest, and Uncle Quan didn't worry about the source of food at all.

The place Ye Wudao chose to enter the mountain is a no-man's land, not a tourist area, over the years, with the improvement of life, no one wants firewood on the mountain, allowing them to grow, causing some wild grasses to grow taller than human heads.

At the beginning, Zhao Xiaoman still felt quite comfortable, the green mountains and green waters, the beautiful scenery of nature and the magic workmanship made her linger, all the way, not forgetting to shoot everywhere with her mobile phone, but after a long time, she had no physical strength.

After all, this is an uninhabited mountain forest area, not a tourist area, not to mention the existence of all kinds of terrible small animals, let's just say that those wild mosquitoes have bitten a few more small red bumps on her face, and even the mosquito water she smeared is useless.

And Ye Wudao saw that she was too tired to walk, and looked at the time again, it was already noon, and he greeted Uncle Quan in front of him and found a place to rest, Uncle Quan nodded, and soon he found a cool place near the water source to rest.

With this dog master, Uncle Quan didn't need to hunt at all along the way, so he harvested two hares and a pheasant, which was enough for a few of them to eat.

Soon, Uncle Quan was on the edge of a creek, and he disemboweled, disemboweled, and dehaired the two rabbits and a pheasant, and then began to make a fire, and took out his pot to stew.

Not long after, the thick smell of meat wafted through the forest, making Ye Wudao drool as he looked at the steaming meat in the pot.

These hare pheasants or something, but they are pure natural things, not the artificially bred things in the city hotel, and this fragrance is no one.

In the past, when Ye Wudao and the old man were in the mountains and forests, he would get some game every once in a while to make a tooth sacrifice, and since he came to the big city, he hadn't eaten it again, and now when he smelled the fragrance of this primitive game, it made his index fingers move.

Even Zhao Xiaoman swallowed his saliva, looked at the pot and didn't let go, and it didn't take long for the meat to stew, although Uncle Quan brought the pot, but he didn't bring a bowl, usually he went into the mountain alone, and he ate in the pot alone, what do you want the bowl for?

But now that there are more Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaoman, he has to be more particular, after all, this pair of men and women are guests from the big city, and he is worried that they will dislike it and not be hygienic enough, so he specially went to pick a few clean lotus leaves and came back, and with a few gestures, he made three lotus leaf bowls, and there is no one else in this craft.

Then he took a knife and sharpened a few wooden sticks to use as chopsticks, handed them to Ye Wudao and Zhao Xiaoman, and served them good meat, the whole process showed the warmth and hospitality of the mountain and forest men and their unpretentiousness.

"Eat more for the two guests, there are no good things in this mountain forest, which makes you smile. Uncle Quan said a little embarrassed, for him, these things he eats all day long, and they are not delicious in his eyes.

"Uncle Quan is too polite, this is pure natural game, and you can't eat it if you have money outside, so I'm not welcome. After Ye Wudao said a word to him, he immediately snorted and ate it.

These meats are stewed just right, not soft or hard, one bite down, the mouth is full of meaty aroma, so that his taste buds are filled with a sense of satisfaction, coupled with the fragrance of the lotus leaf bowl, it is simply a delicacy.

And he didn't add those kinds of seasonings such as monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, etc., just added a little bit of his homemade cumin and salt, and removed the fishy smell and greasyness, Ye Wudao ate a bite and immediately followed another bite, and he couldn't stop at all.

And Zhao Xiaoman, a girl who doesn't usually eat meat, can't stop eating, first, she is also tired and hungry, and second, this meat is indeed very fragrant, and she wants to eat another bite after eating it.

Uncle Quan often eats it, and there is nothing to say that it is not delicious, that is, it is a thing that fills his stomach, but he also showed a happy smile when he saw that these two guests from the big city were eating deliciously.

It is not easy for people in the mountains to make some money, this time Ye Wudao gave him a guide fee of 10,000 yuan, which flattered Uncle Quan, so he naturally tried his best to serve these two guests.

After Uncle Quan ate some meat, he stopped eating it, and Zhao Xiaoman was also a girl, and she didn't eat much, so she didn't eat much, but Ye Wudao was different, the blood in his body was vigorous, and he took all the rest of the meat alone, and he didn't even let go of the soup, which made Zhao Xiaoman stunned.