gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 295 Finally Got Meat To Eat?

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Fang Hong's breakfast can only be white porridge.

Fang Hong raised a fire to cook, and Daxiong and the rice bucket knew very well that these fires were used to cook that kind of white and glutinous food.

Of course, for them, no matter how dry the rice is, it is also glutinous.

But if you eat porridge early in the morning, you don't even want to get a share of it, because apart from Fang Hong's rations, the rest is for Big Bear.

Fang Hong took two ashes and roasted them on the fire. After smashing them in a bowl, the rice bucket immediately ran to Fang Hong and widened his big eyes. This shape was exactly the same as when Mahjong was a child.

Fang Hong: "Don't think about it, this is for your mother."

The reason why it is dried is that it needs to be ground to obtain medicinal powder. If it is sprinkled directly, mushrooms may grow on the legs of the big bear.

After smashing the medicine, Fang Hong searched for a long time, found a stick, and went to Big Bear: "Bite it."

Big Bear didn't understand why Fang Hong handed it a branch, so he stared at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong opened his mouth and put it in front of his mouth: "Bite."

Water friend: "Welcome everyone to the car program sent to the world of food. You come to gesture and I guess."

Big Bear bit the stick, and Fang Hong snapped his fingers: "I finally understand." After speaking, he reached the place where Big Bear injured his leg.

The rice bucket came bouncing over and opened his mouth: "Aw, ow."

"What are you doing?"

Rice bucket: "Uh."

Fang Hong understood what it meant, picked up a wooden stick, and the rice bucket took a bite of the stick, and then lay down like a big bear.

"Sure enough, there is something to learn from."

"As the saying goes, parents are the natural teachers of their children, and they must imitate everything."

"No, no, the idiot is saying that I might be a useless bear."

Fang Hong cut off the gauze on the big bear's leg with a knife, and then removed it bit by bit.

The recovery ability of wild animals is indeed stronger than that of humans, and some scabs have already formed.

Big Bear finally understood why Mao wanted to bite the wooden stick: "Woo, woo."

I wanted to yell, but I still yelled.

The rice bucket heard the big bear's call from the side, raised his head to look, and then climbed down again: "Wooooo." But he was drooling while barking, it didn't seem to be in pain, but he seemed to be hungry.

"If this eats a bear's paw, it can be GG." Fang Hong is also afraid, after all, it is a wild beast, although he is saving it, even though it understands, if the animal nature breaks out, something will happen.

Fang Hong used the ground ash bag, sprinkled the crumbs on it, and then simply wrapped it with gauze, but it was not knotted, but a few grains of rice in the pot to let the gauze stick to it.

It took a long time to do all this well, and every step was done carefully.

The porridge in the pot was ready, Fang Hong scooped out some rice, then tore up the unprocessed ashes, sprinkled them in a bowl, put them in front of Big Bear.

"Come on, open your mouth."

The big bear opened its mouth slightly, and Fang Hong took off its stick.

The rice bucket watched from the sidelines and whimpered.

Fang Hong rolled his eyes and walked over: "Come on, open your mouth too."

Removing the wooden stick was like turning on a switch, and the rice bucket started bouncing again.

The big bear's tongue sticks out, which is called a long one, and it rolls off the food on the entire leaf in one go.

For things like ashes, external application and oral administration are the most effective, treating trauma, stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation.

After Fang Hong's two meals of white rice mixed with bean paste, the third meal finally turned into porridge mixed with bean paste, which is not as good as the first two meals.

"It was the worst time I've ever had."

"Anyway, it's rice, Brother Gun."

Fang Hong started to pack his things, and the idiot followed him all the time.

Fang Hong ignored it, but put everything in his bag: "Wild animals should not be touched too much, if one day the rice bucket sees a human, and that human is a poacher, it will be happy If you rush forward with joy, it will be a tragedy in the world."

Bears in the Caucasus are terrified of humans, and that should keep it going, which is a good thing.

At least if you are beaten with a stick by the old man, you will not die, but if you are beaten by a poacher with a gun, you will die.

After packing his bags, Fang Hong said, "It's time to say goodbye."

"Brother Gun, won't you stay for a follow-up visit?"

"I don't think it's necessary." Fang Hong put his bag on his back, looked at the idiot mother and son: "Goodbye."

After Fang Hong said goodbye, he turned and left.

Daxiong kept looking at Fang Hong, and the rice bucket followed, biting Fang Hong's trouser leg.

Fang Hong bowed his head: "Goodbye, little guy."

"Woo, woo." Unable to open his mouth, he groaned, as if crying.

Fang Hong smiled: "You will be the overlord of this forest when you grow up, can you be more successful?"

"Woooo."

"Rice bucket, let go."

The rice bucket let go, squatted on the ground, and looked up at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong: "Goodbye, go back to your mother."

The rice bucket understood, walked back, took a few steps, and looked back again.

The rice bucket turned its head and walked forward again, still looking back, it was waiting for Fang Hong to call it, and then it would happily run over to act like a baby again.

But Fang Hong didn't call.

After going back and forth several times, the rice bucket finally arrived in front of Big Bear, who seemed to have forgotten everything in a blink of an eye, jumped up happily, and played happily.

Big Bear kept staring in Fang Hong's direction.

Fang Hong waved his hand with a smile: "Goodbye by fate."

Big Bear turned his head back, put his head on his palm, and rested just like in the past.

Fang Hong continued to move forward as before.

People are always used to look back, take a look at the road they have traveled, and then continue to move forward, pursuing new experiences and new lives.

Beasts will also recall the past and look back, each with its own thoughts.

The howling of the gray wolf, the resoluteness of the tea bowl, the forgetfulness of the rice bucket, the profundity of the big bear, every bit, they all stayed on the road and behind Fang Hong.

Walking in the Caucasus mountains and forests, you can see exposed gray peaks and white snow tops from time to time. The fresh and cold air brings a different atmosphere.

All kinds of insects are active in the forest, and the stream is gurgling.

Fang Hong picked up the bow and arrow, this time, Fang Hong was going to hunt.

"Brother Gun, why do you use a compound bow in the Mongolian style? Doesn't it hurt your hands?"

Fang Hong looked at the bow in his hand: "Someone asked me this question before, but it's actually very simple. The Mediterranean style is to open the bow with the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger. It is suitable for competitions. Shooting arrows after a long time of preparation seems to be the same for ancient Western longbows." However, we use the thumb and index finger to shoot arrows, which is collectively called the Mongolian style by the West, which is efficient and fast, and is suitable for continuous shooting of bows."

In fact, the Mongolian style is more difficult, but there are always some people who use the Mongolian style to give advice. In fact, the Mongolian style is better than the Mediterranean style after practice. After all, the bow is used for hunting. , not for shooting targets.What's more, ancient European archery used the Mediterranean style, which is almost a way of assassin archery. Because Europe was poor and could not make too many arrows, it was different in ancient my country. Everyone shot crazily when they went to the battlefield, without considering the cost. , Naturally, there is no need to pursue long-term preparations.

Some people think that when using the Mongolian style, you have to pull away and prepare for two or three seconds like the Mediterranean style before shooting, so even the most awesome people have to use their thumbs.

While talking, Fang Hong saw a target, put the arrow on the bow without hesitation, used his eyes to identify the prey in the process, and then opened the bow and shot the arrow in one go.

This is why the Mongolian style is used. Those who say that the 110-pound compound bow cannot be shot with the Mongolian style are because you are too slow. Where will you get the time to prepare for you when hunting.

"Brother Gun, Rabbit?"

"rabbit."

"How to eat?"

"What's the matter this time?"

"Braised." Fang Hong smiled.

Bright red and plump rabbit meat, mixed with hot oil to give off a strong aroma, when served in the rich red gravy, no one can not swallow their mouth water.

(End of this chapter)