The next day, I got up from a severe headache. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Infohiko touched the back of his head, which was a little lumped, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

It's really not a lucky thing to meet this savage dad who likes to rebuke violence at every turn. But what can be done? Who calls this the life you have chosen? Thinking of this, Yan got up with a grumbling voice, and after putting on his warm fur boots, he opened the back door of the house and walked out of the house.

After a night of howling, the wind and snow outside stopped again. Some dazzling eyes fell on the snow, and the reflected light was particularly dazzling. Looking at the thigh-deep snow, Hiko sighed and put on an insole, which looked like a tennis racket.

Living in such an extremely harsh environment, you have to find more convenient ways for yourself to live. And compared to most Nords who have muscles in their heads, Hiko, who has a lifetime of experience, is obviously more talented in this area. In this place, he prepared himself a lot of things that would come in handy. For example, this racket can prevent you from burying half of your body in the snow and crawling with difficulty when facing this level of snow.

Although this kind of behavior was scoffed at by many muscular barbarians, and even considered it to be a blasphemy against Mother Icefield. But as for Hiko, I don't care what you idiots think. I don't care about my old man, so I can do whatever I like.

Stepping on the snow with a tennis racket and walking step by step to the forest behind him, Hiko took out his little treasure and watered it on the big tree that had been irrigated by him for more than ten years. Perhaps because of this accumulation of watering, this pine tree grew exceptionally tall, more than a circle larger than the other trees around it, both in terms of waist circumference and height. Even Hikoto began to see layers of nodules like facial features begin to accumulate on the bark of the tree.

He asked his father for advice on this issue. The answer is that this pine tree has the potential to awaken into an intelligent life, a tree man. It's just that if you want to wait until the day when it becomes a tree man, I'm afraid it will take a long time in hundreds of years. This made Hiko feel a little disappointed, and to be honest, he hadn't seen a living tree man yet. Whether it's in the previous life or in this life.

After pouring a soak of fresh boy urine, Hiko shivered and walked towards the cellar in the backyard. As soon as he entered the cellar, he saw the whole wilderness bear hanging from the shelves. At this time, this ferocious beast that had once made him feel the shadow of death had become the most miserable appearance.

Its entire snow-white bear skin had been stripped off, and its thick fur showed an unusually beautiful silvery-white color in the sunlight shining through the cellar door. And its entire body was taken out.

The head was cut off separately and placed in a lime-covered jar. It seems that nine times out of ten it is to be nitrated, as an ornament.

The body part is completely separated. It's because it's so big. Daddy split the whole bear in two, and then removed the limbs separately. This way, the whole bear can be hung on the shelves in the cellar. And, of course, the shelves of the entire cellar are full.

And that's just the body. The internal organs, except for the heart and liver, which have some functions, were left and put in a jar on the side, and the rest of the lungs and intestines were all cleaned up. And according to Hiko's own estimates, nine times out of ten, these things were fed to dogs.

Daddy had an ice wolfdog about eight years old. According to Daddy's own words, he brought the dog back from a wolf pack. Its mother probably got lost by a guard dog from a large family, and then ran into the ice wolves, assimilating into the wolves. However, after all, there are some differences in blood, so the children it gives birth to are only half of the blood of wolves.

And this half-wolf, half-dog wolfdog, is precisely within the domestication range of the Nords. Many Nords have the habit of domesticating this wolf dog, and even those who live in the middle of the ice field like to domesticate the ice wolf as their assistant to protect their herds and crops. So, it's not surprising that Daddy fed those things to the dogs. It's just a pity, he also wants to try what it's like to have a braised bear intestine? It's a pity, feed the dog.

However, looking at the huge body of a bear, even if the internal organs are removed, it weighs more than a ton. Yan suddenly felt that those losses were not a big deal. With these things, if nothing else, this winter is definitely comfortable. So there's really no need to worry about anything with a dog.

Grabbing a sharp short knife, Hiko circled around the upper part of the bear's body. He sharpened it for a while, and then directly used a knife to cut three or four catties of loin from both sides of the bear's spine. The meat is tender and a little faty, and he plans to fry it a little, so that the taste should be better.

Then he cut two pounds of tendons and fat belly from the bear's belly, chopped them up, stuffed them into bread, and baked them, which must have tasted good. After eating winter wheat bread that was hard for a few days and almost broke his teeth, and there was no taste at all, Yan was already tired of it. Now that he can improve his life, he will naturally be so happy.

It's just a pity, the seasoning and so on are a little insufficient. After rummaging in the cellar for a long time, he only found a small jar of refined salt and half a bag of dried chili peppers. He didn't find anything else, like spices, herbs, or anything like that. This suddenly gave Hiko a bit of a headache.

It's good to have meat to eat, but after all, it's a wild animal, and this fishy smell is really unacceptable to ordinary people. According to Hiko's own estimates, he was sick to his stomach after eating this kind of thing twice.

And in order to make his stomach feel a little more comfortable, Yan was ruthless at the moment, and came out of the corner of the cellar with a jar of wine. There are no spices, and pickling them in wine can also remove the fish. It's just that relatively speaking, this method is a bit wasteful, and it is also a little more deadly.

The Icefield of Aristein itself produces very little grain or anything like that, like the Nords in the coastal part, and most of the Angry Tide tribes rely on fishing and raiding to meet their daily needs. The Snow Fury tribe, who live in the center of the ice field, rely more on hunting and raising their own livestock. Things like growing crops are mostly done by the Storm tribes who live in the snowy mountains.

They are already sparsely populated, so naturally, the area where they can grow crops is also very limited. It's a lucky thing to be able to meet your daily food needs, and it's a bit too extravagant to make wine from these grains.

But it's not impossible, after all, living in such a cold place, wine is really an indispensable must-have. So even the people of the Storm Tribe will cut back as much as they can to use it as grain for winemaking. And the spirits made from the grains grown in this extreme environment can definitely only be described in one word: fierce.

Anyone who drinks a sip of this spirit, made from the winter wheat of the Ice Field, will be instantly burned into a confused egg by the explosive nature, and they don't even know what their last name is, whether their parents are male or female. When you drink this kind of wine in your stomach, you are simply pouring lava into your stomach. The surging heat that escaped from the stomach in an instant could melt even the icy snow water.

It can be said that the Nord people's winter wheat spirits are definitely one of the strongest spirits in the world. Some wine country lovers even give it the name of the dragon's roar. And the reason why it was named such is because of a very interesting story.

As we all know, there are always a lot of strange things in the legendary race of dragons, in addition to the miser who guards the treasure all day long, there are also some boring guys who like to travel around the world.

Their sheer size limits them to the cities of humans and even other races, so most of them use magic to transform themselves into humans and other intelligent races, and in this way satisfy their curiosity about humanoid creatures. Among them, the hot-tempered and heroic guy like the red dragon always likes to haunt the lively and interesting places like human taverns.

Sometimes you might come across a guy in a tavern with a huge wine glass, who has won a dozen big men with a wrestling wrist and earned a table full of drinks. At that time, you had every reason to suspect that this abnormal guy was most likely transformed by the Red Dragon. Of course, you can guess, but you can't just go up and expose him. This kind of hot-tempered guy will never have a good temper for mortals who have debunked his little tricks, although there is no danger to his life under normal circumstances, but it is inevitable to be taught a hard lesson.

Back to the story, on one occasion, there was such a red dragon who ordered a glass of Winter Wheat Spirits from the Icefield in the Tavern of the Imperial Sea. This rare liquor embarrassed many good drinkers, and naturally it also made the dragon who liked novelty find it interesting, and then the red dragon tried to challenge it. Immediately afterward, something tragic happened.

The red dragon, who had never tried this level of spirit, let out a terrible howl as soon as he drank it. Not the roar of a man, but the roar of a dragon. The sound resounded throughout the coastal city, and even toppled the roof of the tavern. At the same time, there was also a large amount of dragon fire accompanied by this painful dry roar, spreading to the small half of the city.

Afterwards, the red dragon immediately turned into his original form when he realized that something was wrong and escaped early. Only the tavern owner who wants to cry without tears and the burning city are left.

This incident has made the city a hostile target for the red dragon. But it also made Winter Barley Spirits have a resounding reputation in the wine country. And now, Hiko is holding such a jar of winter wheat spirits in his hand.

In the prosperous city of mankind, such a jar of wine can even be exchanged for a hundred and ten jars of high-quality ale. But for Hiko, he didn't have the time to do this kind of business.

Moreover, being able to pickle and eat with the dragon's roar was a dream he had for a long time. Wouldn't it be a shame not to take advantage of the moment?