When I returned to the camp in the canyon, it was already early in the morning.

Along the way, Yang Chuan can be regarded as having endured all the hardships, and he regrets catching those adult golden eagles.

There is only one trick for the steppe people to boil eagles, that is, from the beginning of catching them, they must not leave an inch, and they must not change owners in the middle, and at the same time they must talk to them, stroke their feathers, and feed them meat and water.

In a word, it is to treat the carving as one's own flesh and blood, and cultivate feelings bit by bit.

The two young eagles are fine, as long as they fill their bellies, but the four adult eagles are not convinced at all, they keep neighing and struggling, and their sharp mouths are unguardable......

……

As soon as he returned to the canyon, Yang Chuan was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

But he knows that this is the first step of 'boiling the eagle', and he must not sleep, otherwise, his previous efforts will be wasted.

He asked his father to make six simple wooden frames, and knotted a 'big net' with wool rope on the outside, and carefully tied the rope on the claw wrist of the eagle eagle, and then removed the 'hood' on his eyes.

At this moment, the four big and two small, the six golden eagles suddenly attacked, neighed loudly, and desperately flapped their huge wings, trying to pounce on Yang Chuan, who was standing outside the big net.

Then, blocked by a large net, he could only struggle in vain.

In their eyes, it was this hateful human boy who had bullied him, and he wanted to pounce on him and tear it to pieces, tearing off a few pieces of flesh from him with his sharp claws and beak!

Soon, blood stains appeared on the corners of the mouths and claws of several golden eagles, but they injured themselves in a rage.

Yang Chuan only shook his head when he saw it, and sighed: "With Ben Gongzi, eating fragrant and drinking spicy food is better than eating foxes and pikas outside, as for this......"

The ancient process of boiling the eagle is very tragic, to put a pot of raw meat outside the net, but they are not allowed to sleep, nor are they allowed to eat, until their whole body of energy is exhausted, and they are dying.

At the moment of dying, no matter how noble your soul is, you will be completely consumed, and you will bow their unruly heads from now on.

At this time, when the golden eagle's eyes will show a pleading color, and start to ask for food, it will be considered completed.

In a previous life, this was an illegal act, and a fine of at least 30,000 ......

So, he wanted to improve it.

He asked his cousin to help him, simply set up a stove in front of the six golden eagles, and began to make a fire to cook.

After tossing all night, he himself is now hungry, just enough to make a delicious meal to treat himself.

When the eagle was boiling, no one else could be present, so after moving most of the kitchen to Yang Chuan's room, Tangyi's father said goodbye and went out to busy his own business.

Before going out, the Hun once again told him that he must boil the eagle according to the 'ancient method' he taught, and he must not be lazy to sleep, otherwise, this trip will be in vain.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm very experienced in boiling eagles."

Yang Chuan nodded again and again, promising that he would continue to boil the six golden eagles into 'eagle dogs' before sending his cousin's father out of the door.

Sister Leopard's family is here.

For them, Yang Chuan's room is their own room, and they will not be polite at all.

The moment they saw the golden eagles, the two little snow leopards didn't react, they looked completely heartless, and ran to the feet of Yang Chuan to beg for food......

Sister Leopard exploded on the spot.

It let out a low roar, its whole body was suddenly shortened, and the hair on its body stood upside down, like a sharp arrow ready to shoot.

The four adult golden eagles were also fried.

They temporarily gave up their 'spitting' to Yang Chuan, and one by one they retreated half a step, the feathers on their necks also stood upside down, their eyes were grim, and there was a hint of jealousy.

Yang Chuan can see it.

The golden eagle and the snow leopard, one is the king of the sky and the other is the king of the snowy mountains.

In the open grassland and flat land, the golden eagle can definitely hunt an adult snow leopard, but once it enters the snow-capped mountains and dense forests, it becomes the territory of the snow leopard, and it is estimated that the nest built by the golden eagle on the cliff is also easy to be attacked by the snow leopard......

In short, between the two, there is absolutely no deal with each other.

"Okay, Sister Leopard, what are you angry with a few carvings," Yang Chuan rubbed the top of Sister Leopard's head, and said with a smile: "I'll make us a delicious meal, just starve them to death." ”

Sister Leopard's anger gradually subsided.

It stretched, licked its face, and walked slowly up to the two young eagles, baring its teeth and roaring mischievously.

Puff puff puff twice.

The two young eagles were so frightened that they tumbled down from the rope net, curled up in a corner, shivering, and let out a pitiful wail.

Sister Leopard walked around in front of a few golden eagles, teasing this and teasing that, just like a scumbag who suddenly got a perfect score in the exam, and naturally asked the whole class about their grades, she looked very proud.

Yang Chuan looked angry and laughed, so he simply stopped paying attention to these guys and began to concentrate on cooking.

He only had beef, mutton, fish and a bunch of wild vegetables on hand, and the seasonings were not very complete, and the beef tendon with spicy sauce, hot and sour belly soup, spicy beef tendon, yellow braised lamb, and stewed beef brisket with tomato were the ones he wanted to eat the most......

Well, that's so embarrassing, just thinking about the dishes makes your mouth water.

Then let's have an iron plate roasted beef tenderloin, then a dry stir-fried tripe, braised beef brisket is also good, stewed lamb is also OK, and finally, stew a pot of fresh fish and wild vegetable soup, it is estimated that it will be about the same.

Anyway, he can't eat much by himself, and most of them are cheaper than Sister Leopard's family......

……

An hour later.

This sumptuous lunch finally ended, Yang Chuan ate and drank to his heart's content, stroked his belly and lay directly on the bed, humming comfortably.

Sister Leopard's family is the same, each eats with a round belly, keeps burping, and can't walk anymore.

After Sister Leopard went to bed, she first sniffed Yang Chuan's whole body, and found nothing abnormal, so she lay down gently, put a sharp claw on his waist, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

That's what life should be.

As for the matter of boiling eagles, he thinks it is not as mysterious as the legend, isn't it just torturing a big bird?

Torture is torture, tiger chair chili water is torture, forcing them to stay up late is torture, so isn't it torture to tempt them with delicious food but can't eat them raw?

He has already figured it out, if these golden eagles can be soft, it is best to eat, drink, he Yang Chuan definitely regards him as a brother and a good buddy, with a mouthful of his meat to eat, there is definitely a bowl of soup for them to drink.

But if they are loyal and unyielding, they would rather die than obey, and they will see death as their home......

Then let them get out of the way before it's too late.

He stubbornly believes that in many cases, when the ancient ancestors described a thing, they were accustomed to using exaggerated techniques, which sounded quite romantic, but in fact it was still a bit irresponsible.

For example, the so-called 'mythical beasts' such as the golden eagle and the snow leopard are said to be miraculous on the grassland, and some people even use the feces of the golden eagle to treat eye diseases, which is said to have excellent curative effects.

Thinking like this, Yang Chuan's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he soon fell asleep.

He didn't know that just last night, Zhang Qian went out again with eighteen Hu merchants and thirteen female slaves who rested in peace, and brought back an exciting news-

The civil strife of the Huns, began!