After showering, my body felt dry and refreshed, which made me realize that even a simple shower can bring me happiness.

After I washed the clothes, I was too lazy to wear the wet ones again, since the way back to my place wasn't far.

I walked directly and openly facing the setting sun. Aside from the annoying mosquitoes, it was quite cool. In particular, my crotch felt cool, like a breeze blowing on my balls.

The venomous snakes I killed earlier have had their heads chopped off and been cleaned. They are now tied together with a thin hemp rope and attached to a spear.

Forget about parasitic meat; as long as the water temperature is high enough and it's stewed until tender, no insect can escape death. We didn't catch any prey today, so these few medium-sized venomous snakes are a consolation prize.

I still have some cleaned and dried snake droppings left. When I get back, I'll peel some taro and stew it with the snake meat and snake droppings. The soft and sticky taste should be just as good.

After returning to my place, my husband started a fire and boiled a pot of water. We usually skin the snake meat, but today I wanted to make something different.

These snakes may look like they only have one layer of skin, but like fish, they also have a layer of fine scales. If these scales are not removed, it will seriously affect the taste of the whole pot of snake meat.

I dipped the snakes in boiling water and rolled them around twice, then immediately took them out. Snake meat shouldn't be kept in boiling water for too long, and snake skin is different from the skin of other animals.

Snake skin has no subcutaneous fat, so it is easy to overcook and rot if it is scalded for too long, making it very troublesome to remove the scales later.

I picked up the scalded snake and slid it down its body. A layer of snake skin with fine scales was pulled off like taking off a sock.

The surface of a snakeskin that has lost its scales is grayish and lacks a metallic sheen, but it feels smoother to the touch.

I chopped the snake meat into small pieces with a few strokes, then peeled a few medium-sized, tender taro roots, washed them, and set them aside. I'll have to process these taro roots later.

I took out some glowing embers and placed the taro on them to roast slowly.

He then opened a packet of lard and poured it all into a clean pot. After heating the oil, he poured the snake meat into the pot all at once.

The sizzling sound filled the dwelling, and soon the aroma of the slightly charred snake meat filled the entire place.

Remove the stir-fried snake meat and place it in a banana leaf. Add one-third of the water to the pot and bring it to a boil. Then put the snake meat back into the pot to cook.

When it was almost soft and mushy, I added the dried thunder god's droppings to the stew. Thunder god's droppings are very thin, and they quickly expand back to their original state under high temperature.

By this time, the taro that had been sitting on the embers next to the earthen stove had been roasted until slightly golden brown and fully cooked. I picked them up, cut them into small pieces, and added them to the snake meat.

The taro chunks here are actually similar to potato chunks, but the starch granules in taro are larger.

If you put the taro directly into the pot to cook, it won't be long before it falls apart and disintegrates, and the whole pot of soup will become as thick as paste. In that case, the refreshing and fragrant taste of snake soup will become as sticky as eating pig swill.

After being roasted over high-temperature charcoal, the starch inside the taro has become clumped together and will not easily separate.

Simply add the taro to the pot at the end and stew it with the snake meat; the delicate fragrance of the taro will then gently infuse into the snake meat.

At that moment, a wonderful aroma filled the entire dwelling, a scent that was somewhat like the unique caramelized aroma of roasted eggs mixed with the fresh fragrance of taro.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, Top had already taken the initiative to bring the bowl and chopsticks to the side of the pot, and then looked at me with longing eyes, almost drooling.

I chuckled and tapped Top's forehead, the glutton, and scooped up a few ladles of milky-white broth with taro and snake meat for him with the wooden spoon in my hand.

Taking the delicious-looking food, Top grinned at me happily.

He then sat properly by the earthen stove, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and picked up a piece of stewed taro until it was soft and put it in his mouth.

Its expression is one of pure enjoyment; my taro, infused with the essence of snake meat broth, must be absolutely delicious.

I served myself a bowl, blew on a piece of taro for a while to cool it down, and then put it in my mouth.

Um……

No wonder Top closed his eyes in enjoyment; I'd love to close my eyes and feel it too. The delicious broth from the snake meat has been completely absorbed into the taro.

The soft and glutinous taro combined with the delicious soup creates a warm and pleasant feeling, like basking in the morning sunlight.

I picked up another piece of snake meat and put it in my mouth. By now, the snake meat was stewed until it was very tender. With a gentle bite, the snake meat melted in my mouth, and the rich, savory flavor exploded inside.

The unique fragrance of taro, when mixed in, does not overpower the flavor; instead, it enhances the savory aroma of the snake meat to a new level.

I couldn't wait to blow on the milky white soup in the bowl, and then took a small sip.

This feeling! I'm speechless. If I could drink a bowl of soup like this every day, I could easily work a day for free!

Top and I devoured the entire pot, meat and broth, and patted our round bellies. It felt so good to be full.

After finishing my meal, I remembered that there was still one prisoner I had tied up and left in a corner of the quarters.

The harpy eagle had resigned itself to its fate and stopped struggling; it believed that it was doomed to die.

Death is only a matter of time; if this two-legged creature in front of me is willing, I could be eaten in a heartbeat.

However, its plan was destined to fail, and on the way back I kept thinking about how to deal with this large bird of prey that I had captured.

Large birds of prey like harpy eagles are generally quite intelligent, and capturing them intact is no easy feat.

I remember seeing on TV that some grassland residents would capture golden eagles in the wild and tame them to hunt rabbits, foxes, and even wolves.

I was thinking, since harpy eagles are adapted to jungle life, why not tame them too, so I can have another helper?

With its powerful aerial support, my hunting success rate will be greatly increased when I go out hunting.

If we could train it to be even more practical, for example, by using air superiority to look down on the ground and warn me of dangers within a few kilometers, then we would have truly struck gold.

In the future, when we go out, as long as we release the horned eagle, it will be equivalent to installing a high-resolution drone that can transmit information in real time at an altitude of several hundred meters.

As for those sand monsters and the like, I can avoid running into them from several kilometers away. They want to eat me? No way.