In the cold winter, Lawrence's family has endless wolf meat hot pot, as well as moose meat that he doesn't want to eat.

Zila~

Fatty moose meat, chopped into pieces with a knife, rattles in the hot pan, and Sophia looks happily at the side with a cleaned clay pot.

Salil took a wooden spoon and stirred in the pot to make the fat in the pot melt into grease better.

The fat gave off the aroma of meat, which gave young Sophia a strong appetite.

Outside the house, Lawrence was drying two snow wolf skins.

Despite the low temperatures these days, there is not a lot of sunshine in the mountains.

Two domes and a common sheep were tethered to graze near the woods, and if they were hungry, they would look for fallen leaves and dirt for edible root plants.

Lawrence looked at the two wolf skins that were supported by branches and had been frozen into plates, mainly the flesh and fat on the fur were frozen, and the wolf fur was warm to the touch.

Lawrence sniffed the scent of the house, and took a stick around the house, surveying the neighborhood to prevent any wild beasts from being lured by the scent.

"I've been tired of eating meat lately."

Lawrence was idle and bored and was thinking about how to get some vegetables to improve the taste, when a strange noise came from the roof.

Lawrence quickly walked to the front and looked at the roof, where he saw two crows looking for something in a wolf's skin, and trying to snatch one wolfskin away.

"Gah!"

When Lawrence appeared, the two crows flew away with a quick scream.

Lawrence looked at the two crows and carefully identified them, "It doesn't seem to be the same crow from before." ”

The crows all looked similar, and Lawrence couldn't tell which one it was.

Lawrence had no intention of driving away, but he didn't make contact with the crows either.

After a minute or two, Lawrence, who was basking in the sun outside the house and guarding the flock of sheep in the distance, noticed that the crow had come again.

This time there were two more crows, and a total of four crows flew to the roof overhead.

The four crows did not seem to be afraid of the humans on the ground, and after they landed, they pecked at the bare wolf skin a few times, trying to eat the meat from above.

However, the wolf meat, which has long been frozen and hardened, is not so tasty, and these crows are not interested in soft wolf fur.

Lawrence's tolerance for these crows also has a bottom line, and when he sees the four crows trying to pick up the wolf's skin and fly away, Lawrence summons a sniper.

"Sariel, your wolfskin is going to be stolen by the raven."

Lawrence, who was sitting in the snow basking in the sun, quickly shouted into the room.

Soon Saliel's voice could be heard in the room.

"What?"

Within two seconds of Sariel's voice, the man appeared at the doorway, quickly searching for the location of his wolfskin.

After walking to Lawrence's position and turning to look, Sariel spotted the four crows on the roof who were about to steal.

Carrying no axe and no stones or anything like that, Sariel quickly bent over and grabbed two clumps of snow nearby with both hands and squeezed them together.

Crunch~ The snow made a squeezing sound.

The crows on the roof didn't need to be reminded and flew quickly, as if they were aware of a certain type of posture and starting motion.

Just as a wild animal sees a human carrying a stick, birds have an almost instinctive reaction when they see a human raise their hand.

Two of the four crows flew quickly, and the remaining two just spread their wings to fly away.

Suddenly, a white snow ball flew quickly!

Before the two crows could dodge, a compressed snowball hit one of the crows.

The crow that was knocked out of a few feathers screamed, and its outstretched body was knocked by a snowball and fell to the roof unable to move.

The other crow fled quickly, panicking.

"Smack!" Saliel patted the snow slag on her hand and said hatefully, "These bad birds! Just know how to steal! ”

Saliel looked up at the immobile crow on the roof again, feeling much better.

"Eat roast birds today!" Saliel remembered that there was something else going on in the house, so she went inside, "Lawrence, you take that bird down and I'll cook later." ”

Lawrence is not usually responsible for cooking, but because of the relationship between helping to cook and actively cooking, he does not belong to the type of traditional barbarian who will not be responsible for this kind of thing.

Andrew is also in charge of cooking when he is at home, so Sarriel doesn't think of cooking as a woman's business like Emma does.

Lazy Lawrence quickly got up from the wooden chair and went under the roof to look at the crows lying above it, unmoving, but not dead.

The good news is that this crow is not the one I met before, but the bad news is that these crows have a habit of stealing, and they should always be on guard when drying meat in the future.

As for the crow's revenge, there was no need to think about it, and Sarriel would not care about the revenge of the birds.

These little birds dare to retaliate, and Saliel will shoot down the crows when she sees them later, and see who will destroy the tribe first.

It is difficult for these crows to find food to survive on their own, where is the time to retaliate.

"If you're lucky, I would definitely have eaten it before, but I can't eat all the meat at home these days, so I'll raise you for a few days."

Lawrence brought a chair and a suitcase and went up to pick up the trembling crow.

The crow had no obvious injuries on its body, only to be hit by a snowball.

Otherwise, most of them will die.

Lawrence quickly brought the crow into the house and placed it in the window.

When it came out again, he had three fries-sized moose meat in his hand.

I can't eat it nauseously these days, so I just use it to feed the crows.

Wolf meat is fresher than moose meat, and now there is a serious backlog of moose meat, and if you don't eat it, wolf meat will lose its freshness.

There is already a lot of bacon in the reserve pieces of meat, and now a lot of it has been processed, and there is no surplus salt to process.

The temperature in the house is high, and it is easy to be stolen when placed outside, and it is not easy to preserve the ingredients now.

If you have a dog, you can digest some of the food, but unfortunately the three sled dogs can't borrow it, otherwise it can come in handy.

Lawrence thought about the dog as he placed the piece of meat on a stone in the distance, then turned and walked over to a chair to continue sitting in the sun.

In the distance, the dom sheep are still looking for food near the pine trees, and in the distance, the mountains and forests are gray and snow-white.

Not long after, two crows stood on the stone, looking curiously.

Lawrence, basking in the sun, showed plenty of patience.

It didn't take long for the strips of meat on the stone to be taken away by two crows.

Lawrence didn't want to move, and didn't go to bring the three sheep back to eat until he felt almost done.

"Ga~"

As soon as he entered the house, the crow at the window made a cry.

Sariel asked, "Lawrence, the crow has been crowing since it came in, let's eat it." ”

Lawrence said, "Keep it first, just keep it at the window." ”

The window is more than a meter thick and wide, just enough to hold a wounded crow in the middle.

(End of chapter)