Chapter 8: How Do You Know I've Caught a Whale

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Water droplets on pine branches shatter and freeze.

Vondolph took a breath of heat and glanced at Vera.

Vera was quietly looking at her master, and her eyes just collided.

The blonde girl didn't shy away from it either, giving him a big smile.

This is full of favorability.

Is it bravery that adds to the appeal, or is it because of the heroic performance just now? Probably both.

Feng Daofu smiled: "The harvest is good. โ€

Brooke nodded: "This gray wolf's fur is very intact, and it is too dangerous to do so." โ€

"I don't want to."

Vondolph shook his head.

Let him choose again, even if he knows that he has gained so much, he will not fight the gray wolf with his bare hands.

The old man earns so much every month, and there are three Slavic female slaves at home, what a desperate life.

But sometimes it's not something I can choose if I want to...... Feng Dolph motioned to Big Mao Lovira to drink it herself: "You can drink some too." โ€

Vera held the wine bag to her lips and took small sips, her body gradually recovering from exhaustion.

Feng Daofu looked at her little face, a little hungry.

Want to eat.

He knew it wasn't his gluttony.

This is a signal that the body is in urgent need of nutrients after blood loss.

Vondolph looked down at his right forearm, and through the bandaged fabric, he could faintly see the lacerations that appeared to be irregular.

When Vera used birch sap to debride him just now, Vondolph was a little afraid to look at it.

He glanced at it, and it reminded him of eating roast duck legs before.

At that time, he had just seen King Hai O, Feng Daofu learned to open his mouth, take a big mouthful, and then tilted his head chicly, and the red-skinned duck leg appeared a crescent moon.

Feng Daofu just has skin that is not red, like white jade.

The meat was not completely ripped off either.

Everything else is similar to a red-skinned duck leg wound.

"With birch sap debridement, it should be able to weaken the virus......

Vondolph looked at the wolf's fangs.

He felt that wolves, as canines, had mainly fangs, and theoretically should not be too poisonous.

From a scientific point of view, the wolf's diet is mainly meat, which is very low in sugar.

The fangs only have the effect of tearing food, there is no way to grind, and they can't chew meat into puree like a human being, so they can only swallow jujubes, and digestion mainly depends on the stomach.

In contrast to fine food scraps, large pieces of food do not remain on the teeth, making it difficult to form plaque.

- It's another matter if you eat carrion.

"I hope this wolf doesn't like to eat carrion, and he doesn't like to lick the chrysanthemums of other she-wolves."

Feng Daofu said in his heart: "You are a young wolf who has just come of age, you must love cleanliness, right?" It must be a solitary solitary wolf, right? โ€

Wolf Corpse: You ask me?

Feng Dolph suddenly wanted to sing the old wolf's song to you, who was at the same table.

Then let the wolf play the piano, let the wolf play volleyball, listen to the wolf Xianping's bragging, drink a pot of wolf wine, use the frying pan of the red wolf, and let the little second wolf quickly carry the schoolbag to the school.

After the adrenaline came down, the pain was much more obvious, and Feng Daofu thought about it, distracting his attention, so that he could cry out in pain, destroying the image that he had finally flickered around.

Singing the impulsive punishment of the sword wolf in his heart, Vondolph felt better: "This wolf asks you to help move it to my horse." โ€

Brooke compared an OK gesture taught by Vondolph.

He didn't directly carry the wolf corpse.

Stepping on the ice is prone to accidents.

Half-squatting, grabbing the wolf's legs, Brooke's arms were slightly forced, and he carefully dragged the wolf corpse of more than 100 catties upside down.

Because of the angle, Vondolph saw the gray wolf's bell.

It occurred to him that he didn't know who had said that the bell would explode before he died.

After looking at it, it didn't explode much, far inferior to him!

Vondolph he, proud!

"It's a pity that it's miscellaneous hair, if the coat color is pure, black or white, then it can be sold at a good price."

After leaving the ice, Brooke picked up the wolf corpse and placed it on Big Fang's pannier, comforting Big Fang who was frightened by the wolf corpse.

"Master."

Vera carefully supported Vondolph and slowly moved over the slippery ground.

The rain that had just fallen had frozen over the road, and the already difficult road was now doubly difficult.

Fendolph trembled and walked to the shore.

Hearing Brooke say this, he asked, "How much is a wolf skin worth?" โ€

"We can't afford to sell it here, so we'll have to wait for the caravan ships to come, and then we will start at 40 silver coins."

Brooke also placed the basket of clothes and pickaxes and other odds and ends that Vera was carrying on the other side of the pannier: "If you go to sea, the price can be even higher, and the nobles and merchants of the south like this kind of beast fur, which has a good effect on warmth, and it is very imposing to wear, and if the coat is better, they are willing to spend several times as many silver coins." I'll send you back. โ€

Vondolph did not refuse.

Having already suffered a careless loss, Feng Dolph will no longer underestimate the wasteland.

Thinking of the innate hunter he was about to activate, Vondolph steered the topic away.

Hunting is the daily life and hobby of the Norse people, and Brooke is one of them.

He first said, "You're right, I'm one of the best hunters in the tribe. โ€

Then he started with a flutter of eyebrows.

"We rely on hunting for meat, but we have certain principles in hunting, and we don't hunt with impunity."

"You can't beat pregnant and lactating mothers, you can't beat cubs, you can't slaughter herds, you can't abuse animals, this will be disgusted by the hunting gods, and not only will you get nothing in the future, but you will also be devoured by ice and snow."

"We don't do that when we're plundering."

"As long as there are no big casualties, they will not go to the slaughter village, so that they can continue in the coming year, and after a long time, everyone will get used to it, and they will be able to absorb into the Sogon patrol."

Vondolph nodded, indicating that what you said made sense.

Free trade!

No one in the Middle Ages understood this better than he did.

Brooke continued: "This beast migration is quite strange, there are actually no good hunting spots around the tribe, and you have to go deep into the wild to have good resources. โ€

"It's like fishing, if there's no fish in the water, no matter how good your skills are, you can't catch them."

"There are many ways to catch a good fish, phew, and to be a good hunter."

He often misses the point in his speech, and when he does, he will brag about his achievements.

As if Feng Dolph didn't ask, Brooke suddenly said, "How do you know that I caught a whale?" "This kind of thing.

Standing up in the mountains, it has the style of a brother in the past.

It's just that the density of talking information is too low.

Vondolph had to strain it through his brain and put it back together.

By the time it was over, Brooke seemed to be aware of the need to summarize.

Finally ended the story of "ๅฏๅ–ใฃใŸ็†Šwife ใฎใƒกใ‚นใ‚ซ" between him and more than 200 kilograms of female bears: "When you really hunt, you will use a lot of means. โ€

"Like me, it's all bait, traps, and hounds."

"No matter what it is, the core, the most critical and the best to use is the bow."

"Those who fly in the sky, those who run on land, those who swim in the sea, those who have a bow can cover all three habitats, and the hunting range can be expanded......"

Brooke frowned and thought for a moment.

Vera raised her eyes cautiously, wanting to answer and thinking about her identity......

Feng Daofu glanced at her and said, "Earthly python? โ€

Vera smiled.

Brooke also clapped his hands excitedly: "Yes! It's the size of an earthly python! โ€

Feng Dolph said: "So I want to hunt and need to practice archery? โ€

"Yes."

Brooke paused, looked at Vondolph's arm, and wanted to say that if you really want to hunt, you can also train hounds.

Archery is said to use the strength of the back to open the bow, and then rely on the waist to support the lower body and stabilize the movement of the upper body.

Many Norse Hunters don't have much thicker arms than Norse Farmers.

But that doesn't mean the arm isn't important.

As an elite samurai, Brooke already had a vague sense of physiology.

He knows that people are one, just like when the right hand swings a sword, the left hand will pinch some gestures to maintain balance.

In the process of archery, the back force is conducive to the formation of a stable triangular frame and improves the linear force.

If the arm force is unstable, it will affect the balance, affect the stable triangle, and it is easy to interfere when casting, resulting in the arrow being skewed into the target, and the strength, range, speed and accuracy of the arrow are greatly reduced.

With Vondolph's arm injury, according to his experience, he basically said goodbye to medium and large prey, and could only hunt small animals with a bow of small pounds.

But thinking of Vondolph's self-confidence just now...... Brooke inexplicably looked forward to seeing a miracle.

The two chatted and rushed back.

Vera followed and hummed softly.

"You took me back to my hometown, you really did a great job, in that highland, incomparably beautiful scenery......"

The girl's crisp singing faded away with the wind, and the riverside was quiet again, leaving only a trail of footprints and blood.

......

"This is a gray wolf?"

"Odin's beard! Did Vendorf meet the gray wolf? โ€

Back on the farm, many North farmers are intrigued.

Anyway, during the winter break, there wasn't much farm work, so they gathered around.

Brooke volunteered to testify to Vondolph: "Vondolph and his Slavic slave girls were attacked by a gray wolf when they were by the river. โ€

"Although he is a purple-blooded nobleman, he is still young after all."

"Everyone knows what happens to a child when he meets a gray wolf."

"It's like in a myth, a mortal confronts the demon wolf Fenrir!"

"You can almost wait to die!"

"But in the face of this terrifying demon wolf, Feng Dolph was not timid......"

Bruce said that the Farmers of North exclaimed again and again.

As he spoke, he even jumped on the wall, gestured with his left and right hands, and pulled Sari up to play a diagonal show.

It's like a stage play.

More and more people came around.

Vondolph and Vera were squeezed outside, looking like outsiders.

He didn't care, after all, Brooke was bragging to him, and it was he who benefited.

It was to be expected that within a few days all the Norse would find out about it.

In a few decades and hundreds of years, there may be a heroic epic story of the black prince vs. the demon wolf.

Feng Daofu was just a little crying and laughing, and said in his heart that he was worthy of being an elite Norse warrior who had gone to sea, and this storytelling eloquence was not blown.

If it weren't for his own experience, Vondolph would have almost thought that he was a mortal hero who challenged the demon wolf in the mythological story.

looked left and right, and had nothing to do with himself, so he simply took Big Tooth and returned to the longhouse with Vera.

"Master?"

Back at the longhouse, Little Hair and Long Hair Rose exclaimed, and hurriedly prepared herbs.

"I've been drugged."

Vondolph stopped them: "Cook." โ€

Vera wanted to help, but she was so tired that she could only verbally instruct her to cook.

In fact, there is nothing to point out about, the food recipe of this era is just like that.

Feng Dolph is also so satisfied - the beautiful hairy girl feeds you one bite at a time, and the visual and physical enjoyment is enough to make up for the lack of seasoning.

With food in the stomach, the already hungry stomach and intestines work at high speed, digesting nutrients to provide calories, and by the way, making people drowsy.

Feng Dolph tried to keep his eyes open, and instructed the three maoluo: "Tell the neighbors that it is not safe to fetch water in the wild now, and it is better to bring weapons to fight together to fetch water." โ€

"I'll fill Brooke's sac with ale and birch sap, and then lend him the other horse."

"Deal with the wolf corpse, if you don't know how to deal with it, put it outside and freeze it first, and wait until I wake up."

"Be careful to lock the door, don't open acquaintances, just talk through the door, don't go out casually, to prevent the beast from retaliating."

"Although he doesn't say that the wolf's revenge is high, he still waits for me to wake up......"

The orders that should be given are good, and Feng Dolph lies on the fire kang and falls asleep.

Da Mao Luo tucked the quilt for him, and after a while, he couldn't support it, so he lay down next to him and fell asleep.

Half a minute later.

Looking at the two people who were sleeping soundly and entangled in phase on the kang, the long hair and the little hair were silent.