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After pushing for a while, Lu Qingyao said, "Then I'm not polite."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't like to eat these things. Even if you leave them to me, I will throw them away."

Sangbai had eaten wild boar meat before. Many people say that wild boar meat is delicious, but the wild boar meat is really savory and tidy, and it is not as delicious as domestic pigs.

With the seasonings and a special master holding a spoon, it was not suitable for the taste, so Lu Qingyao and others naturally didn't expect the skills of Sanbai.

"Then everyone started to do something, and they were quicker to deal with it. We will go back to the village tomorrow morning..."

Lu Qingyao was very excited. The main task of entering the mountain this time was to hunt a big guy and go back to divide it for the villagers. Otherwise, from this season to the summer grain, the worms in everyone's stomach would be hungry and hungry.

It is precisely because of this that when Sangbai gave up the wild boar, Lu Qingyao was slightly polite and took two big fat pigs.

For Lu Qingyao and his men, it is not easy to hunt a large prey into the mountains. The animals that originally appeared on the edge of the forest have already been destroyed and fled after decades of hunting. Where can there be any big prey dare to live near the human villages?

If you want to hunt big prey, like deer, wild sheep, etc., you have to go deep into the old forest.

And hunting into the old forest is not an easy task!

In summer, we won’t mention the poisonous mosquitoes in the forest. We just say that the poisonous mosquitoes in the forest are enough for people to drink a pot.

When it snows heavily in winter, no one knows what will be nesting under the snow. If you are unlucky and bite it for a while, you may not be able to survive.

Not to mention that there are tigers, mountain leopards, bears and wolves in this old forest. Even avalanches and mountains can kill people.

Lu Qingyao and his men had guns, but there were only six bullets in four guns. The main reason was that guns were easy to find, but bullets were hard to find.

In the past, when militia training was frequent, there were not too few bullets. There were always more than ten or twenty rounds a year. But now the country is in trouble. Militia in wealthy places now conduct assassination training several times every now and then, let alone the old mountain villages like Lu Qingyao and other poor mountain valleys.

He didn't say that there was no one. If he had money, he could also report to the local people's armed forces department to approve a box and a half box. But people like Lu Qingyao just had no money.

If they had money, they bought food directly, why would they risk going into the mountains to hunt?

In short, wild animals, food and bullets have a bit of a dead end.

Sang Bai didn't know the twists and turns. When he remembered it, it was already a millennium. Where did the Greater China lack food?

Originally, I wanted to go up and help, but soon Sang Bo found that he couldn't help, so he could only help him in the past.

So Sang Bai honestly took his hands, blocking the wind with his autumn harvest body, standing at the upper air outlet to avoid smelling the strong smell of blood, and watching Lu Qingyao and others work.

Seeing Lu Qingyao unloading the pig's head with a small axe, Sang Bai asked curiously: "Why should I remove the pig's head?"

Lu Qingyao said: "Take the pig's head off and tie it on the back and carry it back by someone."

"Use a person to carry it?"

Sang Bai didn't understand even more. He had two mules, so why did he have to carry pig's heads with people?

He looked up at Sang Bai and Ji Lianwu explained: "The meat on both mules is already very heavy. If the mules are exhausted, what spring plowing should be taken in the beginning of spring?"

"I think you have already picked all the bones. The meat is not too heavy. The two pigs are probably less than 150 kilograms," said Sang Bai.

"Haha! You don't know, this animal is so precious in the village."

Chen Baoguo walked back and smiled silly when he heard Sang Bai's words.

When a few people from Liushu Village heard this, they thought that the Sangbai brother was a man who was not good at farming and sericulture.

In the eyes of these people, it would be fine if they were tired and rest for two days. If they were tired and injured by the mule and delayed the spring plowing, it would be a big trouble, let alone driving the animals to death.

If you want to do this, once a big problem occurs in the animal or even dies, the family that originally had food and clothing will fall into poverty immediately.

Originally, everyone wanted to talk to Sang Bo, but looking at his smooth and moist face, they stopped and felt that it was impossible to explain it to a landlord's young master.

Sang Bo didn't know that just because of his appearance, he became the young master of the landlord's family in the eyes of others.

"Uncle Baoguo, what are you doing?"

Soon Sang Bai discovered that Chen Baoguo put the bark he had brought back on a stone and smashed it with a small stone. With the crackling of the crackling, the fibers of the bark were soon knocked out, and the original bark turned into strands of plant silk.

"Wrinkle the rope, I didn't expect that when you met you, you knocked two big wild boars at once. The ropes we brought were not enough. If you wanted to transport them back, you had to temporarily rub the rope and tie a tree sledge..." Chen Baoguo explained.

This cypress is understandable, so he came to Chen Baoguo again and watched him beat the bark into plant fibers. After gathering it into bundles, he then rubbed the strands of fibers into ropes as thick as a thumb.

At this time, the two big wild boars had been divided into four fans, the pig's heads and the big bones on the pig's body were removed, and the small rows of internal organs and other things were placed aside. Anyway, the parts on the pig's body could be cut off were neatly placed on the snow.

Mr. Lu Qingyao was cutting the pig intestines and belly with a knife.

Soon, not only was there a bloody smell in the air, but there was also a little more sour smell.

After about half an hour, Lu Qingyao and his friends simply divided the two big wild boars, and then they carried mules and continued to head to today's camp with their meat.

There were still two teams, with people from Liushu Village in front, Sang Bai and the Autumn Harvest Palace behind. But after a while, Chen Dongsheng came over with a smile and talked to Sang Bai.

"Brother Sang, how do you live in the woods?" Chen Dongsheng asked.

"How can you live if you grow crops?" Sang Bai smiled.

After a few words of harassment, Chen Dongsheng began to ask questions.

Fortunately, Sang Bai was used to the scene. An 18-year-old boy wanted to talk from him, which was really like a dream.

Not only did he not get enough of the trap, Chen Dongsheng also revealed his bottom.

Now Sangbai knows that there are only a dozen families in Liushu Village, with only three surnames: Chen, Ji, and Lu.

The oldest person in the village is from Lu Qingyao's generation, with a total of four or five people, and the youngest person is from Chen Dongsheng's generation. The three surnames are close to each other. The youngest person in the village is Chen Dongsheng's clan brother who is just ten years old this year, and he will never be able to do so any more.

The reason is simple. Liushuzhuang is too poor and no woman is willing to marry. In the era when the poorer and more glorious, people in Liushuzhuang could still stand up and get married.

Now? Half a year of grain and half a year of sweet potato porridge, and there is still a village where I am hungry for a month, and I can’t eat well and wear and not wear warm. How can there be a woman who is willing to marry?

Not to mention the women outside, even the girls who grew up in Liushu Village are now married to each other.

After chatting all the way, Sangbaida finally understood that Liushu Village was very poor, but how to do it, Sangbai really had no idea.

Sang Bai and Chen Dongsheng are not very different from each other. One is in his twenties and the other is just eighteen. However, the times they live are completely different. One cannot eat ten kilograms of meat all year round, and the other has to worry about whether they are healthy or not after a meal of KFC. Such two people have certainly different understandings of the word "poverty".

“That’s ahead!”

Sang Bai looked forward and found that there was nothing in front of him, so he asked, "Where?"

"Over there, like a bush, we are our place today! That is, the nest..." Chen Dongsheng said happily, sucking his nose.

When I arrived at the place, Sangbai was shocked by the nest.

"We're staying here today? Can we stay?" Sang Bai asked.

The so-called ground nest is a pit dug on the ground. The pit is almost waist-deep, and it is set up on the outside. The top of the ground nest is irregularly round, the top is a conical shape, supported by a pillar in the middle, and the top of the ground nest is simply pasted with mud and hay.

The area surrounding the entire ground nest is less than twenty square meters.

It was just such a big place, it would be fine if there were only people living there, but Lu Qingyao and his group led two mules in!

Good guy!

The ground nest was lively now, with a few people, two mules, and two wild boars. If the mules were excreted in the middle of the night, the door would be closed and the heat would be caused. The smell in the ground nest would probably be amazing.

Just as she thought of this, Sangbai saw a mule spreading her legs, and when she turned slightly, she heard the sound of slapping and slapping. A bunch of rice fields fell steadily to the ground.

"I can hold it if I squeeze it!"

Lu Qingyao said while busy.

Sang Bai said, "Forget it, I'd better find a place to stay with Qiuhuo for one night. Qiuhuo is here, I'm afraid that two mules and two dogs will be scared to death tomorrow."

Seeing this scene, let alone sleeping, I would rather stand in the cold wind for one night, and the cypress would not enter the ground nest!

"It's cold outside," said Chen Baoguo.

Sangbai said: "It's okay, I'm used to living."

Before leaving these people's sight, Sang Bai took the autumn harvest into the space.

Lu Qingyao thought about it for a while and felt it was right. If he didn't have some skills, he wouldn't be able to live alone until now in the old forest.

So he opened his mouth and said, "Don't go too far, and leave a mark along the way. If we don't see you tomorrow morning, we can find you all the way."

"Sure!"

Along the way, Lu Qingyao taught some knowledge, and Sang Bai realized that these old mountain handles would leave special marks on the trees. As long as you look for them according to the marks, you can easily walk out of the old forest.

After leaving the ground nest and walking less than a hundred meters, you could see the ground nest from afar. Sang Bai waved his hand and took Qiu Huo into the warm space.

…………………………

"Brother Sangbai is really a young master. I'm afraid I can't live in this nest."

When Chen Dongsheng saw Sang Bai leave the ground nest, he smiled while making a fire.

Ji Lianwu asked, "Master Lu Er, how did he spend the night? He won't freeze to death, right?"

"If you don't want to say it, don't ask. It's probably their unique ability. As for freezing to death, if he can freeze to death, he would have been frozen to death. Let's not care about him. Let's quickly raise the fire and eat something to go tomorrow morning. Tonight, each person will roast a piece of meat to satisfy his craving and increase his strength," said Lu Qingyao.

When everyone heard Lu Qingyao say this, they all seemed to be energetic and quickly got busy.

Chen Baoguo took out a few burnt pancakes from the bag and put them next to the fire to bake.

Ji Lianwu took a small pot and filled a little snow outside, put it on the fire to burn hot water.

Lu Qingyao took out a knife to cut fat strips, each with two fingers wide and one palm long nail tips so thick.

Every time he cut one, Lu Qingyao picked up the slices of meat on a fire, put them one end to the fire, and the other end to the ground. When the four slices of fat slices of meat started to shrink and oil when the fire was roasted, a scent of meat immediately floated out.
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