Chi Xingyue sat on the ground, constantly turning the meat sticks over until they completely changed color and became hard, then he took them aside and put them on a cart to continue drying.
In the middle of nowhere, hygiene is not a concern. As long as you can eat your fill, there's really no point in being particular.
Seeing that Chi Xingyue was skilled and did things in an orderly manner, Ling Jiheng stood up to deal with the wolves.
The gray wolves killed by the Ling family were so skinny that even their fur was dull and lifeless.
It was covered in dust and sand, looking like it had a skin disease. No wonder Gao Hongbin wasn't interested.
However, in such a famine year, even a mouse cannot be wasted.
Ling Jiheng skinned it and bled it.
Yes, it’s bloodletting, leaving not a single drop, for fear of rabies.
Then remove the innards.
Although the heart, liver, spleen, kidneys and intestines can be eaten, they have more meat and don't care about these three melons and two dates.
Besides, wolf meat has a strong fishy smell, not to mention the internal organs that are responsible for the reincarnation of grains.
Then cut the meat into pieces and give it to Chi Xingyue to grill.
As for the fur, well, he doesn't know how to tan it, so if he just leaves it like this, won't it get smelly?
The little fairy could put them away, but there is no shortage of furs in her warehouse.
Aren’t those shiny and smooth tiger skins, mink skins, and rabbit skins attractive? Why do you have to stock up on these bumpy wolf skins?
Having made up his mind, Ling Jiheng decisively dug a hole and buried the wolf head, fur, and internal organs.
I did leave a few teeth, which I heard can ward off evil spirits.
Chi Xingyue watched his actions and was not surprised at all.
As for the concept of letting go, carrying useless things on the road is also a burden for them.
After Ling Jiheng finished his work, he came to help Chi Xingyue grill the meat.
Who could have imagined that the Ling family had a total of 100 to 200 kilograms of meat, including wolves and horses. It was really a considerable fortune.
It can only be said that the accident caused by abnormal climate has brought benefits to these poor people who were forced to go to Yingtian Prefecture.
Time passed little by little, and the rich aroma of meat floating in the sun finally woke up the tired people.
They all sniffed and drooled.
Unfortunately, the fragrance came from the guards and Chi Xingyue's hands, and neither side had any intention of sharing.
I had no choice but to get up and light a fire to cook. When I did, I remembered that several people had gone home.
There was another round of crying and wailing. Gao Hongbin sent someone to cut off the unfortunate man's ears.
The exiles were told to dig a grave and bury the bodies quickly, otherwise they would cremate them.
The people from the Han, Wang, and Chen families didn't dare to delay and quickly dug a shallow pit to bury their relatives who didn't survive.
There is also a tombstone next to it with their names clearly written on it. When things settle down in the future, I will come back and move their graves.
The dead are never as important as the living. After a brief period of sadness, it's time to light a fire and barbecue.
They have all been pampered at home for many years, and many of them have never even lifted a soy sauce bottle, let alone made a fire and cooked.
Compared with the three families who were in a mess, the Ling family was in order.
Except for Ling Weiyuan, Ling Jiren, and Ling Jihao who were injured last night, everyone stopped them from working.
When the others woke up, they all started moving, even if it was just to help collect firewood.
In order to improve efficiency, the Ling family adopted assembly line operations.
Ling Jiheng cut the meat, Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun skewered the meat, and the others each built a small fire and were responsible for roasting it.
Ling Weiwei, Ling Minghao, Ling Mingyue and Shu Rui acted as messengers.
When they saw whose skewers were ready, they would take them to the old lady, remove the meat, put it on the cart, and then give the skewers to Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng.
The Ling family worked quickly and finished grilling all the skewers around ten o'clock.
Of course, their stomachs were also filled.
After experiencing a life-and-death battle, the old lady finally figured it out.
The road of exile is full of surprises. Instead of going hungry and gambling on an uncertain future, it is better to eat and drink enough every day. Even if you die without food, you can still live a full life.
In this way, everyone in the Ling family ate while roasting, and when they finished roasting, they were full.
Ling Jiheng stood up and walked to Gao Hongbin, asking if he needed help.
Gao Hongbin waved his hand and gave the Ling family half a piece of horse meat.
Ling Jiheng accepted the task, and it took him more than an hour to complete it.
After finishing everything, Chi Xingyue felt like his waist was not his own.
It was a waste of time to take a shower, I was covered in sweat.
But the results are gratifying. There is a lot of horse meat and wolf meat. If you eat it sparingly, it can last for a long time.
Chi Xingyue realized it and held her vest tighter.
We set off in the afternoon. Among the group of exiles, only a dozen carts had horses, and the rest had to be pushed and pulled by hand.
The Ling family was able to keep all four horses because Ling Jiheng took the initiative to help with the barbecue, which made other families really envious.
Chi Xingyue was in a good mood, stuffing grapes into her mouth as she walked. She ate all the way and didn't even feel tired.
One can't help but wonder if she's become accustomed to the intensity of the exile.
The sun was still scorching, and judging from the dryness of the ground, it was probably over 40 degrees Celsius.
It's strange that the weather gets hotter the further we get towards Yingtian Prefecture.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, the old man of the Chen family fell down with a thud.
Everyone in the Chen family cried and screamed, and put their hands under the old man's nose, only to find that the old man was still alive.
While he was relieved, he fell into another dilemma. That is, the old man had a fever.
When I pulled open the clothes, I saw that the wound was inflamed.
The red and swollen wound gave off a foul smell. When I poked it gently, yellow-white pus flowed out.
"Sir, could you please give me some medicine? My grandfather is dying!"
Gao Hongbin scoffed at this: "If he can't do it, what does it have to do with me? You guys figure it out on your own!"
Everyone in the Chen family looked at each other and then looked away guiltily.
The Ling family was fired, how could these wealthy families not make preparations?
The reason they are making excuses now is simply because they see that the old man is old and they don't want to spend money on him.
The younger generation of the Chen family did not understand the twists and turns of the matter. Chen Jintao, who regretted breaking off the engagement, came to Ling Jiyi and knelt down with a thud.
"Brother Ji Yi, please save my grandfather!"
Ling Jiyi subconsciously took two steps back, feeling a little intimidated. He coughed lightly and said, "Miss Chen, I'm alone and can't help you!"
Chen Jintao didn't believe it because the mental state of the Ling family was obviously better than that of other families.
She firmly believed that the Ling family must have hidden money, but she had no evidence.
She lowered her head in frustration, and when she looked up again, tears welled up in her eyes: "Brother Ji Yi, please, if you can save my grandfather, I will marry you!"
"Bah, so that's what you were planning! Get lost, my Yi'er is a good horse and he never turns back!"
Geng Suhua was originally watching the show, thinking that the Chen family girl had finally regained her dignity by breaking off the engagement.
Who would have thought that they were trying to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to the Ling family? Geng Suhua had such a bad temper that she couldn't stand it at all.
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