The whole mountain is my hunting ground

As Li Baoyu threw thick branches into the fire, the fire was first suppressed by the branches, but as the branches burned, the fire gradually became stronger and stronger.

It was not until the branches as thick as wrists burned like charcoal and red fire appeared on them that Li Baoyu inserted the meat skewers that Zhao Jun had dressed one by one around the fire.

When Li Baoyu walked back to Zhao Jun, he saw that Zhao Jun was already slowly skinning the wild boar with a knife.

Li Baoyu asked: "Brother, are you going to do it now?"

"Peak!" Zhao Jun responded without raising his head and said: "We brothers can't pull it away, so we might as well rip it off and put it back."

When Zhao Jun said this, Li Baoyu understood.

If it is winter and there is snow on the mountain road, the two brothers will take two ropes and tie them to the wild boar. Each of them will pull one rope and work together to pull the wild boar back little by little.

But it’s autumn now, and they can’t handle the more than 200 kilograms of wild boar at all.

In fact, they could chop off two pig legs and go home first. One pig leg for each family would be enough for the whole family to eat tonight.

Wait until tomorrow to find someone with a sledge in the village, ask them to drive the sledge up, and then transport the wild boar back.

However, I looked at the trees in the distance full of old storks.

These scavengers were waiting there for Zhao and Jun to have a feast after they left.

In addition to them, after nightfall, there are also weasels and other small animals that come to eat meat.

If by chance, a black bear passes by, then when Zhao Jun comes back tomorrow morning, half of the wild boar will be left, which will be good.

Moreover, if someone comes to drive the sledge, they will get a lot of pork. The key is to drive the sledge to pull the pigs back to the village. Every household in the village will know about it and come to ask for meat one by one. How much will be left?

In his previous life, Zhao Jun was famous for his generosity. Even before he became successful, as long as he went up to the mountains to hunt and deliver goods, each household in the village would send a representative to Zhao Jun's house to help pickpocket and unload pigs. , not to mention how much work you do, the key is to be able to divide the meat and go home.

How much does that wild boar weigh? Do you need the whole village to help?

But Zhao Jun never cared, as long as they came to the door, he would not let them go back empty-handed.

But what happens in the end?

When he returned to the village in despair, he was penniless. How many people paid attention to him?

Anyone who meets him on the road and walks around him is considered to be kind to him. Even many of his former buddies even made fun of him.

You know, in the entire Yong'an Village, no matter whether they are old or young, who has not eaten the meat of Zhao Jun's prey?

In this life, Zhao Jun no longer wants to share meat with those people.

It's just that it's one thing if they are all neighbors and can't see them. It's not easy for people to see you and come to your door to ask for meat.

Therefore, he simply divided the wild boar and put it back in sacks, and he and Li Baoyu took half of it each.

"Brother, I will listen to you." Li Baoyu nodded after hearing this, and squatted down to take the invasion knife from Zhao Jun's hand, "Let me do it."

Zhao Jun handed the invasion knife directly to Li Baoyu without saying a word. I thought to myself that this boy must have just gone up to the mountains to hunt for something new, and he was rushing to do the hard work regardless of the hard work.

Zhao Jun did not break them, but pierced the steamed buns and pancakes they brought with them with tree strips, took them to the fire, stuck them on the ground and baked them slowly.

Gradually, the wild boar meat made a sizzling sound, and small bubbles of oil continued to appear on the surface. Before the lard dripped, Zhao Jun pulled out the meat skewers and rubbed the excess fat on the surface of the meat on the steamed buns. And on the big pancake.

When Li Baoyu was halfway through skinning the wild boar, he smelled the aroma of barbecue. He and Zhao Jun went out before seven o'clock in the morning, not to mention crossing mountains and ridges, and then suffered a heavy blow from a wild boar, and then killed the pig and skinned it. He was already hungry.

Now when I smell the smell of meat, how can I hold back?

Immediately throwing the knife aside, Li Baoyu went to the fire. Looking at the meat skewers that had just been turned over by Zhao Jun, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Jun smiled, stood up and patted Li Baoyu on the shoulder, saying: "Watch the fire, don't burn it."

"Yeah, yeah." At this time, Li Baoyu's attention was all on the meat skewers. He simply hummed twice and continued to lick his lips.

Zhao Jun walked back and took over Li Baoyu's work of skinning the wild boar.

When he was about to peel off all the pig skin, he heard Li Baoyu shout: "Brother, come on!"

"Coming, coming." Zhao Jun was also hungry, so he walked over and saw Li Baoyu waiting for him with three skewers of meat in one hand.

Zhao Jun took the meat skewers, blew on the hot air, opened his mouth, bit and pulled, and a piece of wild boar meat entered his mouth.

The mouth is filled with the aroma of meat, and after two bites, it is intoxicating between the lips and teeth.

Zhao Jun pulled over a piece of baked pancake. This pancake was made of cornmeal paste and was already golden. When lightly baked, the surface became slightly browned.

And because Zhao Jun smeared the fat from roasting wild boar on it, the outside of the pancake was shiny.

Taking a firm bite of the pancake, the sweet aroma of cornmeal and lard made Zhao Jun squint his eyes.

"Comfortable!"

One bite of pancake and one bite of meat, one bite of steamed bun and one bite of meat.

The two young men quickly swept away all the dry food and meat.

Li Baoyu wiped oil on his mouth with the back of his hand, unscrewed the kettle and drank a few sips of water. He was full of water and food, and when the afternoon sun shone, he felt a little lazy.

"Brother, how about we sleep here before leaving?"

After struggling all morning, Zhao Jun took a break to eat and drink. Zhao Jun was also a little sleepy, but thinking about the wild boar that he finally captured, he categorically rejected Li Baoyu's proposal.

"No, unload the meat quickly and go home after unloading."

"Then... okay." Li Baoyu has been following Zhao Jun since he was a child. For so many years, he has obeyed Zhao Jun's words.

At this time, seeing Zhao Jun's tone that he could not refuse, Li Baoyu stood up, followed Zhao Jun and the two of them worked together to peel off the entire skin of the wild boar.

This wild boar has fur on it. If you feed it to a dog, the dog will eat it, but after eating it, it will be unable to poop and will suffocate to death.

Therefore, when a hunter kills a wild boar, no matter where he skins it, he does not need the skin.

Peel off the skin and throw it aside. Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu, one using a knife and the other using an ax, began to unload the pork.

One pig head, four pig trotters, four pig legs, two ribs, the whole spine, large tenderloin, small tenderloin...

The wild boar, which originally weighed 280 kilograms, was bled first and then fed to the dogs... By the way, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu also ate nearly three kilograms of meat.

After removing the skin, hair, and some losses, the wild boar still has about two hundred pounds of bones and meat.

"Pack!"

After Zhao Jun gave the order, Li Baoyu began to put pork into the big sack. Li Baoyu understood why Zhao Jun was in a hurry to return home.

The pork was cut into two pieces, and a sack contained nearly a hundred kilograms of meat. Even if the two brothers were strong, they would have to carry the one hundred kilograms on their backs for more than thirty miles on the mountain road, and they would not be able to reach the sky without stopping. Black.

"I don't need the head anymore." Zhao Jun cut off the two pig ears and nose with a knife, kicked the big pig head aside, and threw away the cleanly shaved spine.

Then, the two brothers carried the pork on their backs and whistled to wake up the two hunting dogs that were sleeping nearby. The two of them went down the mountain road and went home.