Shishi told the patriarch to stay where he was, then grabbed his new companion and ran off.
"Hey, let's go catch wild boar!"
Once again abandoned, the patriarch had no choice but to stay put and prepare.
There's no need to worry about her; we should be more worried about the wild boar.
Making pork jerky is no simpler than roasting pheasant; it involves a lot more work.
We don't have a large pot, only a small one, so we can only make a little bit first, and we'll see how things go with the rest.
Just as I finished preparing my things, I heard a tremendous, earth-shaking noise.
It was truly an earthquake, like the stampede of ten thousand horses described in the book...
A stampede of ten thousand horses?
The patriarch's heart leaped into his throat, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
There are no horses on the mountain; the only thing that could cause this commotion is either a herd of wild boars or an even larger wild animal.
He took off running in the direction of the loudest noise.
You brat, you've stirred up a hornet's nest!
Being able to command one wild boar does not mean you can command multiple wild boars at the same time.
"Wow, Chou Chou is amazing, this one will also be a hit."
"Ugly, hurry up! That one's about to run away, it's about to run away!"
Bang bang~~
Boom~~
When the patriarch arrived at the scene, all he saw was the little girl clapping and cheering.
The little boy clenched his fists, his small body standing amidst a group of enormous prey, like a terrifying god of death.
He stepped forward with a trembling heart, counted them—eight wild boars, each a large, adult, all killed with a single blow, their skulls fractured.
I knew he was strong, but I didn't expect him to be this strong—he actually killed eight wild boars with his bare hands.
Now that's a problem. He can say he killed one wild boar, two, or even three, but who should be credited for the remaining five?
so much……
Hey, don't you have any sense of being a child?
If you tell anyone, you're going to be in trouble.
worry!
"Stinky egg, stinky egg, ugly stick, corpse is making so much pork jerky."
Xie Lin glanced at the little girl with a complicated expression.
He can secretly make it with one pig, but with eight pigs, haha, he can't make it even if he lets them rot.
Cough cough.
The head of the group cleared his throat, preparing to start coaxing the child.
The main problem is that it's bloody; if it's not dealt with soon, it will attract other large prey and cause trouble.
"Shishi, there are too many pigs for Choudan to handle. How about we take two big pig legs and make jerky from them all, and give the rest to the cafeteria?"
"Don't worry, Chou Dan won't let you suffer. I'll buy you six bottles of sweet water, three for you and three for Chou Chou."
How can you calculate six bottles of water for eight pigs?
Ugly glanced at him sideways, "Heh, that's human nature, humph."
His precocious manner angered the patriarch so much that he suffered another heart attack.
"Humanity, that bastard has humanity, humph."
The corpse snorted, thinking she really didn't understand. Humph.
Xie Lin: ......
Do you even have brains? You all understand human nature.
Humanity my ass! I'm inhuman, humph.
If you're so capable, turn those eight wild boars into jerky yourselves.
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