Chapter 137: Roasted Wild Boar

"Look at me!" The rice bucket walked quickly to the side of the tree, and after a meal among the dead leaves, he found the hidden thick hemp rope and a spear.

It is said that it is a spear, but in fact it is a very long thick wooden stick, a hole has been cut into the top of the stick, and a sharpened piece of metal is stuck, and the color should be bronze, I don't know where he got it, bronze has not been used as a weapon for a long time.

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu is a handful of tears, and he deliberately asked Lao Gao to plate the armor with a layer of copper, but he got the wrong era, and now he takes it out and uses it, which is 'outdated garbage'.

The thick wooden stick was used to fit his hands in the rice bucket, and he aimed at the wild boar from the entrance of the cave, and the wooden stick more than three meters long could reach the bottom of the hole. The wild boar stared at the tip of the stick, rubbed its front hooves restlessly, and launched an attack on the enemy who had just appeared, but the result was that he hit the earth wall, and the rice bucket stabbed it at the right time, and punctured the wild boar's artery at once, and the blood sprayed high.

The corners of Zhao Yu's eyes twitched as he watched from the sidelines, and he raised the danger level of the rice bucket again, and the spear in this hand was called a fast and accurate ruthless! You must know that although this wild boar is only of medium stature, it can have thick skin and hard hairs and mud and stones, and its defense is not weak, but under the huge power of the rice bucket, that layer of defense is no different from that of paper paste, and it is too accurate, perfectly stabbed on the side of the neck, avoiding the neck bone, causing maximum damage while not jamming his own weapon.

“。。 Rice bucket, you really don't like to fight? Zhao Yu asked speechlessly.

"I don't love it!" The rice bucket smiled hehehe, watching the wild boar spurting blood below, he wanted to wait for the wild boar to die before going down.

"It's a pity." This Nima is a fierce general on the battlefield, if he meets him in the gladiatorial arena, Zhao Yuzhen at this time may not have done him!

"It's a pity, pig blood can't be eaten!" The rice bucket didn't understand Zhao Yu's thoughts, he only had a wild boar in his eyes at this time.

“。。 Who said you can't eat it, I can make a pig blood sausage! "Zhao Yu was also bent in the direction, for the big foodie empire, there is no part that cannot be eaten!

The two argued about the pig's blood, and the poor boar listened with his legs on his legs, and at last he was probably angry.

After that, Zhao Yu took the initiative to go down, tied the pig's hind legs with hemp rope, and pulled the wild boar up on the rice bucket.

"Zhao, you turn over the bloody soil at the bottom of the cave." A wooden shovel was dropped from the rice bucket, and the goods were quite well prepared: "This hole cannot be used for this time, and the smell of blood can last for a long time." ”

Zhao Yu didn't refuse, quickly turned over the soil a few times, and then got out of the pit with the help of the rice bucket: "How did you do it by yourself before?" ”

"Tie the hemp rope to the tree, you're dumber than me." The rice bucket said disdainfully, and then picked up the wild boar with one hand and threw it on his back: "Let's go, I have to deal with it, time is running out." ”

“。。。” was actually despised by the ancient fools!

They were speeding up again, and the rice bucket carrying the wild boar was still very fast, and Zhao Yu was already numb from the blow, so he didn't see it.

After coming to the river, the two began to deal with the wild boar, the rice bucket used a broken dagger to open the intestines of the wild boar, and all the internal organs were thrown into the river.

"What are you doing with that thing?" The rice bucket said disgustedly: "That's not delicious, it's fishy and hard!" ”

“。。 Forget it, these are the best in the water! Zhao Yu scolded, but if you think about it carefully, according to the current level of cooking, these things are difficult to eat, and the skill of stir-frying has not yet been invented, and now the common cooking methods in the Roman Empire are only boiled and baked, and there are also fried, but ordinary people don't have so much oil.

And the wild boar into the water has a strong fishy smell, and there is no way to get rid of the fish, so it is spurned, only those poor people who can't afford to eat meat will eat, and the original rice bucket is also this kind of person, but now he has a big wild boar, he can't eat it all, how can he eat these again.

"You've got a lot of taste." The rice bucket muttered: "Zhao, go find some firewood, let's roast the wild boar to eat!" ”

Next to the woods, Zhao Yu quickly picked up enough dead branches and leaves, these things are not dried, there will be a lot of smoke when burning, Zhao Yu also broke some thick branches, and built a simple grill.

When it was finished, the rice bucket had already disposed of the wild boar, because it was difficult to remove the pig hair, the pig skin was peeled off whole, the pig's head and tail and hooves were also removed, and they were all thrown into the river, and the angry Zhao Yu jumped straight to his feet.

After setting up the wild boar, the rice bucket was ready to perform what it means to drill wood to make fire, and Zhao Yu, who couldn't wait, said: "Let me come, show you a magic!" ”

He took out a lighter from the bracelet, held it in the palm of his hand, and then played the lighter, and the flame seemed to ignite from his fist, and this rice bucket was terrified!

"My God." The rice bucket was stunned for a while, and shouted happily: "You are a wizard!" ”

At this time, Zhao Yu was stunned and asked, "Are there wizards in this world?" ”

If there is a wizard, it will be terrible, and it will suddenly become a fantasy wind, and the danger will increase a lot.

"I haven't seen it before, and I haven't heard anyone say I've seen it, but my dad used to tell me when I was a kid that if I didn't behave, I would be caught by wizards for experiments!" "But I'm not afraid when I'm 10 years old, I can kill him." ”

“。。。 It should have been your dad who bluffed you. Zhao Yu said, the rice bucket is black, and the ancestors should be people from African tribes, and the beliefs of the people there are very mixed, and it is normal for the legend of the shaman to appear in the style of shamanism.

"But I'm sure there's a wizard now!" The rice bucket stared at Zhao Yu's hand with bright eyes and said, "Is this a real flame?" What's that metal? ”

Zhao Yu lit the pile of dead leaves, and soon the branches were also ignited, and he began to roast the wild boar: "Of course it's true, this thing is called a lighter, and it can summon a magic prop that can summon flames." ”

"Cool!" The rice bucket rubbed his hands, with a cramped and expectant expression: "I... Can I take a look?

Zhao Yu threw the lighter over, and the rice bucket was in a hurry, wanting to pick it up but not daring to take it, and finally he took the lighter to observe it carefully, and said: "Huang Huang is so beautiful, I can actually see the inside, is it water in it?" ”

Zhao Yu bought the cheapest kind of plastic electric shock lighter, and there were several in the bracelet: "This is oil, a very flammable fire oil, look at this, press it!" ”

The rice bucket obediently pressed the button, and with a click, the flames burst out, and the startled man hurriedly threw the lighter out.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Yu covered his stomach with a smile, and finally bullied this fool, no wonder those traversers like to tease the ancients, it's so funny: "Don't be afraid, this flame is bound to that hole, don't put your hand together, you won't be burned." ”

"Hey, hey." The rice bucket smirked and picked up the lighter carefully, and reluctantly handed it to Zhao Yu: "This is amazing!" ”

"It's normal, I'll give it to you, when you ask me to eat the reward of the wild boar, but you save some money, the fire oil in it will be burned, and it won't be able to hit." Zhao Yu didn't answer, just a lighter.

PS: Thanks for the tip of the empty psychopath! It's still two shifts today.,Such a disciplined author, don't you give a ticket quickly! Manual funny~