Badger oil can be stored for several years if it is poured into glucose bottles, sealed with the original rubber caps, and placed in a cool place.
Forestry workers often get frostbite when logging in the mountains during winter. Applying badger oil to the frostbite and warming it by a fire usually makes it stop hurting and itching after a few times.
Therefore, this thing can be said to be a must-have in every household. Many people want it but can't find it anywhere. Keeping it to give away or something is definitely a good thing.
Badger oil is rendered, and badger meat is cleaned and frozen. No matter what it is, no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat it all at once, or you'll get tired of it.
As the winter solstice approaches, it gets colder day by day, and the cold wind outside howls like a knife.
It's so cold, especially around four or five in the morning, when the temperature is at its lowest. No matter how many layers you wear, it's unbearable.
Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan felt sorry for Sheng Xiping, so they didn't let him go into the mountains too often. Wouldn't it be better for him to sleep in a little longer in bed instead?
There's plenty of meat stored in the warehouse, and Hua Hua brings some back from time to time, which is enough to eat. There's no need to keep running to the mountains.
But Sheng Xiping was always thinking about the traps he had set in the mountains.
I'm afraid that if a sable gets caught in a trap, what if it gets harmed by another animal or picked up by someone else?
So after patiently waiting for seven or eight days, Sheng Xiping finally couldn't resist and asked Li Zhenggang for a half-day off. He then put on his skis again and went up the mountain to ride his skis.
Fortunately, it hasn't snowed heavily in the past few days, only light snow has fallen twice. The wind is strong on the mountaintop, so the little bit of snow doesn't bother us much.
Following the marks he had left behind, Sheng Xiping found something. In a snowdrift under a pine tree lay a sable that had been dead for an unknown period of time, frozen stiff.
Sheng Xiping reached out and took the sable off the clip, tossed it into his pocket, and put it away along with the clip before continuing to look for other clips.
Some clips were touched but didn't grab anything, while others weren't touched at all.
Near a pile of rocks on another hilltop, Sheng Xiping found another dead sable, but nothing else.
Don't underestimate the sable fur just because it's small. It's very valuable; a single sable pelt can easily cost two or three hundred yuan. Getting two at once is already quite good.
Sheng Xiping was content, and so he went down the mountain with the trap and the sable.
This time, they didn't encounter anything along the way. Sheng Xiping quickly descended the mountain on his skis and returned to the forest farm.
Sheng Xiping works two weeks of day shifts, then one week of night shifts, and sometimes he gets a day off on Sundays, sometimes he doesn't.
Starting on the 19th, it was another week of night shifts. Sheng Xiping had just finished get off work in the morning when he came in and started packing his things, shouting as he did so.
"Mom, prepare some dry food for me. I'm taking the dog into the mountains in a bit."
By the way, have you fed the dogs? Were they about half full? Don't overfeed them; they won't work if they're full.
Zhang Shuzhen looked at her eldest son helplessly, "You, you've been cooped up for the past two weeks, finally you can go up the mountain to get some fresh air, right?"
"I fed the dog; I knew you were going up the mountain today, so I fed it until it was half full."
While grumbling, Zhang Shuzhen went to the outer kitchen, took out a stack of pancakes from a large vat, and then used a brush dipped in water to wet the pancakes and let them sit for a while.
After a while, stack the pancakes up, wrap them in a white cloth, and put them into the satchel that Sheng Xiping often used when going into the mountains.
While Zhang Shuzhen was busy, Sheng Xiping was shoveling rice into his mouth. Before he could finish eating, someone outside suddenly called him.
Is Xiping home?
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