Just then, the Liu brothers cut off a lot of meat from the bear and called the dogs over to eat it.

The dogs didn't stand on ceremony and all rushed over.

Even Erlang Shen and Xiao Hua, who were more seriously injured, widened their eyes and ran over despite the pain when they heard there was meat to eat, wagging their tails and waiting for the delicious food.

Most hunting dogs don't eat bear organs, so Liu Yujiang cut off pieces of bear meat and fed them to the dogs one by one.

As for the two big brown bears, there's so much meat they have, I don't know how to transport it back. I might as well feed some of it to the dogs.

And so, the dogs ate one piece after another, and before long their bellies were all round and full, and they all went to find a place to lie down and rest.

It was already past midnight. The three brothers had walked such a long way from home, and it had taken them a lot of effort to turn over the two big bears. They were all a bit hungry now.

So they gathered some dry firewood nearby, built a fire, and made do with what they had to eat.

Sheng Xiping went into the forest and cut a large bundle of branches as thick as a finger. He sharpened one end, then cut some lean meat from the bear, skewered it onto the branches, and slowly roasted it in front of the fire.

"Oh dear, I forgot to bring salt with me when I went into the mountains today. If I had some salt and chili powder, it would taste so good."

While grilling the meat, Sheng Xiping muttered to himself that he hadn't thought about it before going up the mountain that morning and had completely forgotten about the salt.

"It's alright, I brought some pickled vegetables. We can have a bite of meat followed by a bite of pickled vegetables, isn't that the same?"

Over there, Liu Yujiang rummaged through his pockets.

Wrapped in white cloth was a sticky fire spoon, and in a small aluminum lunchbox were the mustard greens his wife had stir-fried that morning.

The sticky rice cake had been heated in the morning, but after being outside all morning, it had frozen solid again.

So Liu Yujiang also took a few branches, threaded the sticky fire spoons onto them, and roasted them in front of the fire.

"Xiping, what kind of rations did you bring? Why don't you roast some and eat them?"

Liu Yuhe brought the same food as his brother, and he was also there roasting sticky rice cakes.

"Oh, I brought pancakes. No need to bake them. I'll boil some water later, and I can just eat the pancakes with the hot water and meat."

Sheng Xiping patted his pocket, which contained pancakes that Zhang Shuzhen had made that morning. Those pancakes couldn't be baked; if they were, they would become mushy and inedible.

Sheng Xiping focused on grilling the meat, and before long, small bubbles appeared on the surface of the meat slices from the fire.

The bear meat was quite fatty, and the rendered fat dripped onto the fire, making a sizzling sound.

As the meat gradually cooked and emitted an enticing aroma, the Liu brothers sniffed and couldn't help but swallow.

"Xiping, is the meat ready? It should be cooked through by now, right? It's been grilling for a while."

"Hmm, the meat is almost ready. Wait a minute, brother, don't eat yet."

Sheng Xiping handed a few skewers of meat to the two brothers, then took out some pancakes from his pocket.

"Here, one pancake for each person, put the meat inside, add some shredded pickled vegetables, roll it up like this, it tastes so good."