Chapter 298 297. Preparation before departure

Da Pang shuddered!

As a fat ginseng with no self-protection ability except earth escape, Da Pang has been living comfortably at the doorstep of Huaiyu's house for too long and has almost forgotten what danger feels like.

Now, when he suddenly heard that he was going to be sliced, dried, stewed, and boiled, his countless whiskers trembled: "Me, me, me!"

It was in the flowerpot, wrapping its thousands of tentacles around Huai Yu's arms in a panic: "I want to go!"

Although it seems to be of no use and often causes hair loss, but...but my life is at stake!

The fat ginseng wrapped himself up lovingly.

Huaiyu quickly hugged its flower pot and said, "Bring it with you! But the walker can't carry it anymore, so I'll bring you a planting box so you can't run around."

"Otherwise, the wasteland is so large and dangerous. If something captures me, I won't know where to find me."

Big Fatty nodded vigorously: "I, I don't, I don't like to walk around!"

Huaiyu: "..." There is no need to say this. How can it be Kataro who runs around every day without seeing the shadow? Anyway, everything that can be moved at home has been discussed, and even a large bag of sunflower seeds has been brought - this is not for eating, but for Huaiyu to use as a landmark. The food has not been fried yet, and the other ingredients have not been gathered, so let's dry them for two more days!

They prepared day by day, and when a cold autumn rain fell in late October, Huaiyu's family started a fire. There was always a kettle on the small stove in the living room, and in the repaired utility shed outside, there was a huge brick stove built close to the wall, and a large water storage bucket was also surrounded by bricks and stones for insulation. As long as the flame in the stove was continuous, water could be added at any time, and there would always be warm water in the bucket.

On the other side of the stove is a simple shower room also made of bricks and stones.

On the day when the shower room was dry, Huaiyu went in and took a thorough bath for an hour. When he came out, his whole body felt soft, but he walked lightly, as if he had lost two pounds.

I have to say, the feeling of being scrubbed thoroughly and warmly is really wonderful.

On the other side, everyone's nests were lined up. In rainy weather, the autumn chill was always there. But in the new nest, the bricks and stones were piled high, and old quilts, old clothes and hay were laid out in layers. In addition, the brick and stone walls were heated by the hearth next to the fire...

For the first time ever, Kataro, who had always been a hardworking person, lay down comfortably for most of the day, not to mention the eldest and second cubs who had no hair to begin with.

The hair on their bodies probably couldn't grow back, and they still looked like sea urchin spikes, like a hedgehog with sparse hair loss. So much so that Huaiyu frowned in embarrassment before leaving, hesitating whether to wrap them in a big cotton-padded jacket.

At the moment, the most important thing is to dry the pork jerky that has just been collected in the large stove so that it can be easily carried and stored. Huaiyu pulled out the simple baking tray to check the hardness of the jerky and sighed: "I don't know if I can chew it when the time comes..."

This is really worrying.

Because they didn't know whether wild boars were edible, the explorers were very perfunctory when they took action - in short, they just killed them.

Without bleeding or acid removal, the wild boars are left running rampant in the forest without being castrated. Not only does the pork have a fishy smell, it also tastes quite unpalatable.

The most important thing is that this thing can't be stewed. Wild boar meat was hard to chew before the disaster, and now it is more like copper skin and iron bones. If Huaiyu didn't see that it was really big, he would not be willing to spend this effort.

But the first time he tried stewing it, after stewing for most of the day, Zhou Qian tore the ground with a ferocious face but still couldn't chew through a piece of lean meat - his body had evolved, but his teeth hadn't, who could he complain to?

The wild boar weighing less than 200 kilograms had been cleaned by Huaiyu, and they were reluctant to throw it away, so they had to stew it, braise it, and then dry it. Finally, they continued to boil and bake it. After several sets of procedures, they finally tore all the lean meat into shredded lean meat that was easier to chew.

It's quite flavorful if you grab a handful when eating porridge, cooking or wrapping up a roll.

Everything was ready. Seeing that there was only one plate of shredded pork left to dry in front of Huaiyu, Zhou Qian put on his coat:

"Xiaoyu, let's set off tomorrow."

Huaiyu nodded: "Well, I will go and harvest all the vegetables later, and then arrange for Kuang Biao to water the vegetable fields."

Because they didn't know how long they would stay in the wilderness, and there was little rain in winter, so after the autumn rain, Huaiyu generously gave up his position and let the roots of Kuangbiao go around the sides of the house.

Bamboo shoots sprout bravely at the turn of autumn and winter, then grow into bamboos in just one night, and then have their tops cut off.

Today, sparse rows of bamboo stand in the garden's ditches, drawing water from the ditches and distributing it evenly through tiny holes drilled on the bamboo poles.

It is rather crude, and it is difficult to achieve uniform moisture distribution, and it can barely keep the vegetables from dying.

But that's enough.

Winter vegetables are drought-resistant and cold-resistant. As long as there is still life, Huaiyu can come back and work harder to make them grow, and there will be no shortage of food. The reason why I have to make such preparations before leaving is purely to be on the safe side.

Zhou Qian put on his boots and said, "I'll go to the administrative hall to inquire about the arrangements for the garrison. You go and tell Gao Ming."

There was no stove, and they didn't care about the leaking roof. I don't know if the other person is still alive and well.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

But now, we plan to take the most precious things in the house to the wilderness. For Boss Tang's sake, if we really need something, we won't stop him from coming to find some for emergency.

Huaiyu nodded.

In fact, she didn't need to go over to know that Gao Ming had a cold.

The rose branches in the black ceramic vase are still thriving and persistently stretching their leaves, with the layers of flowers falling and buds growing again. The vase is placed on the only table in the living room, with Gao Ming's bedroom on the left and his workroom on the right.

On the night when the rose was delivered, Huaiyu could already dream about everything in his room.

Although there was no light source in the dark dream, and there was nothing worth seeing, and even Huaiyu herself could not quite control this ability, she was already certain -

The Lin Xuefeng that he had dreamed of was really in a place like that in the wilderness, still struggling to stay alive.

It is also because of this that Zhou Qian and Huai Yu have become more active than ever before.

But now, after the autumn rain, the sudden drop in temperature has caused the two barnyard grasses, one tall and one short, beside the pond to gradually turn yellow. The filtered water that used to flow continuously every day can now only accumulate into two tanks a day.

The peach tree that Huai Yu had carefully nurtured by the pond was now completely leafless, and the few lotus leaves in the small pond had long since turned yellow and were picked by her to soak in water and use to make rice.

Update one.

(End of this chapter)