Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

Yang Yuanzu was chasing a deer with a crossbow. The deer was hit by an arrow in the leg and was running away madly. It disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yuanzu looked at the direction of the camp and didn't want to give up on the deer. He found it with great difficulty.

Yang Yuanzu set a road sign on the tree trunk next to him and searched in the direction of the blood stain. He walked for more than ten minutes and found no deer.

In such a harsh environment, he could not leave the team for too long, so Yang Yuanzu had no choice but to give up the deer.

Alas, I can only eat jerky porridge again tonight!

Dried meat porridge with white flour flatbread was something that could only be eaten during the Chinese New Year in the past.

Yang Yuanzu returned empty-handed with his head downcast. He smelled a hint of fragrance in the air and walked towards the temporary Yantai.

The eldest sister who was cooking saw Yang Yuanzu and said hello, "The master is back. My husband said we should eat egg pancakes tonight."

"Haven't we finished the eggs we brought?"

In fact, there were still a few eggs left, which Lin Ting'an kept to supplement the child's nutrition.

"The old hen has started laying eggs again." The cooking lady replied with a smile.

In order to have fresh eggs to eat on the road, they also brought a few hens on the road.

"We used to keep the chickens warm according to the method the master said. Unexpectedly, after a few days, the chickens started laying eggs again."

"These chickens must have sensed murderous intent, so they restored their skills to save their lives."

"Master, it's so funny. It's natural to start laying eggs now that it's warm." The elder sister who was washing vegetables laughed.

A servant ran in, "Sister Cai, come out with me!"

"I'm washing the dishes right now. What's going on?"

The servant noticed Yang Yuanzu, called "Master" and then began to explain: "The escort at Boss Hao's side has caught a deer and asked us to come over here to share it!"

Yang Yuanzu thought to himself, isn't he the one he was chasing before? ?

Sister Cai asked a boy to help wash the vegetables. She and the previous servant went out to share the venison, and Yang Yuanzu followed them.

As they walked and chatted, Sister Cai introduced: "Master, let me tell you, there are certain things to pay attention to when eating venison. For example, the parts with more bones are better when stewed, and the parts with more fat are better when roasted."

The servant said excitedly at the side: "I heard that venison can also be made into steamed buns. We can chop the tender meat parts into small pieces and make steamed buns for the young master to eat."

As soon as they approached, Lin Ting'an saw them. Lin Ting'an greeted them: "Sister Cai, you have butchered venison before. Come and see how to do this."

In addition to the small arrows on the crossbow, the deer also has two large arrows shot from the bow.

The only ones using bows and arrows here are the escorts in Boss Hao's fleet.

The deer was caught by two families, and naturally it was divided into half and half, but Boss Hao sent the deer over for them to pick first.

Sister Cai was neither polite nor greedy. She immediately and decisively divided the venison into fair portions.

Yang Yuanzu whispered in Lin Ting'an's ear: "I didn't realize Sister Cai had such skills!"

Lin Ting'an replied in a low voice: "I don't even know who picked the person. By the way, is that little arrow yours?"

"How do you know...forget it, don't mention it, it's too embarrassing."

"What a shame. If it weren't for your archery master, they might not have been able to hunt this deer."

In addition to the meat from the deer, in the end, Boss Hao politely left two hind legs to Yang Yuanzu and the others, saying that they would be used to replenish the child.

Of the two hind legs, one was roasted by Yang Yuanzu, the other was minced and wrapped into meat buns, and the other parts of the meat were boiled into a large pot of broth.

Huwa held the meat bun and took small bites. His big round eyes were always staring at the charcoal-grilled shredded venison leg on the plate. When he saw that the adults were not paying attention, he reached for a piece, opened his mouth and bit it, but it was spicy. cry.

Lin Ting'an quickly picked up the cup and fed the child water. Huwa took a sip and pushed the cup away, shouting: "Hot, hot, hot!"

"The tea on the carriage is cold, I'll get it." After Yang Yuanzu said that, he stood up and left the tent.

Yang Yuanzu originally left a small portion of white-flavored barbecue for the tiger baby. However, the baby did not eat white-flavored barbecue or stewed meat. When no one was paying attention, he quietly reached out and ate the spicy barbecue on the adult's plate.

Yang Yuanzu quickly came in with a teapot. He poured the cold tea into the cup and fed it to the tiger baby. "The tiger baby can't drink it. It will cause diarrhea. Hold it in your mouth and ice it before spitting it out."

"If you drink it, you will get a stomachache!" Lin Ting'an added at the side. Fearing that the tiger baby would not understand, Lin Ting'an took the child aside and demonstrated it to the child.

Sure enough, Huwa spit out the ice water in the same way.

"It's really cold here. The tea was still scalding hot when we got off the bus, but now it's ice cold."

"How long have we been getting off the bus? Let alone more than two hours. Even if it takes half an hour, the tea will be freezing cold."

Because we made soup today, everyone had dinner late and slept late at the same time.

Everyone had just fallen asleep when they heard the barking of dogs, and then the gongs and drums of the night watchman.

The sound of gongs and drums was accompanied by people shouting: "The wolves are coming! The wolves are coming!"

Although their tents could protect against wind and snow, they could not stop the bites of wild wolves. Yang Yuanzu took his wife and children to hide in the carriage.

The surroundings are dark, wolves hide in the darkness, and their night vision is much better than humans. In addition, wolves are also vengeful animals.

Considering these, Yang Yuanzu ordered everyone to focus on defense. If a wolf approaches, use kerosene bombs to drive them away.

The Wolf King rushed in front, trying to get close to them. The guardian threw a kerosene bomb over them, and the fire spread and the wolves were frightened and retreated.

The tiger baby, who had been sleeping like a little pig before, rubbed his eyes and sat up, saying sleepily: "Pee... little daddy is cold."

Lin Ting'an took the child off the carriage. They did not dare to go too far and only solved physical problems near the carriage. Yang Yuanzu held a torch in his left hand and a weapon in his right hand.

"There's no stove in the carriage and it's too cold to sleep at night. I have the stove burning and I'm afraid it will accidentally knock over when I'm fast asleep. Otherwise, let's go back to the tent."

Seeing the child huddled coldly in Lin Ting'an's arms, Yang Yuanzu agreed to Lin Ting'an's suggestion and took the father and son into the tent.

There were two stoves placed inside the tent before, and the fire was burning brightly at the moment, making it warmer than the outdoor tent.

Lin Ting'an put the child into a small tent for sleeping.

Yang Yuanzu said: "You go to sleep first, and I will check the situation later."

Lin Ting'an nodded, and then got into the small tent to put the child to sleep.

Yang Yuanzu moved a stool and sat by the stove, occasionally adding a piece of charcoal to the stove.

In order to avoid carbon monoxide poisoning, Yang Yuanzu left a small gap at the door for ventilation. He stared at the gap for a long time, and then sighed in his heart, if he had known it would be too boring to bring a book down to read...