Seeing the interaction between Meng Fei and Zuoshandiao, everyone was shocked and completely confused about the situation.
[No, can anyone explain to me, what is the anchor doing? Chatting with the eagle? ]
[What's going on? Could it be that this big eagle is also the anchor's little brother? ]
[If this is true, then the anchor is really awesome! This time, everything that can fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water is here. ]
[The host is going to form an animal army! That’s awesome! ]
[Host, please accept my knee. I will follow you till death! ]
[Hey! Stop talking nonsense! Look at what the anchor is doing? ]
Then the fans turned their attention back to Meng Fei, who was slowly walking towards the pile of minced meat. After looking around for a moment, he dragged out two pig hind legs that were not broken, with excitement on his face.
The forest ranger nearby saw that the mountain eagle seemed to have no ill will towards the two of them, so he walked around it and came to Meng Fei to help him drag the animal.
"Brother Meng, you are really good! This mountain eagle is usually very fierce. I have been avoiding it all these years. Whenever it appears, I hide at home and dare not go out. Tell me, how did you subdue it?"
Meng Fei handed a fat pig thigh to the forest ranger and explained with a smile: "The last time I came here, I happened to meet this mountain eagle when I was climbing the mountain. At that time, its legs were tied by a wire rope and it was about to die. Later, I rescued it and it started to stick to me."
Meng Fei did not tell the truth, but simply made up a relatively reasonable little lie.
Hearing Meng Fei's words, the forest ranger nodded, sighed and said: "This thing is really, put yourself in their shoes, sometimes we may not be as good as these animals... Oh! Look at my memory, Qiubo is still lying there!!!"
"Don't worry, uncle. This kid has fainted at the sight of blood since he was a kid. He will wake up soon. Let's clean up the pork thigh first. We can roast it and eat it later."
After saying that, the two men sat on the ground and began to clean two thick and strong pig thighs.
After finishing the cleanup, Meng Fei found some dry branches and leaves as firewood, chose a location sheltered from the wind, and carefully lit the campfire.
The bonfire was burning fiercely. Meng Fei took out a thin steel wire from his backpack, tied the two pig thighs tightly together, and then hung them above the bonfire so that the fire could fully contact the pork.
As the flames rose, the fat on the surface of the pork began to heat up rapidly, making crackling sounds. The fat gradually melted, flowed down the pork, and dripped into the campfire, sparking a brief flame. Meng Fei constantly adjusted the height of the steel wire and the heated part to ensure even heat so that every piece of pork could be fully baked.
As time went by, the blazing flames continued to roast the pork, emitting an enticing aroma. The rich meaty aroma gradually permeated the air, causing the eagle next to him to swallow his saliva, his eyes flashing with anticipation, and even a trace of crystal saliva began to flow from the corner of his mouth.
He couldn't wait to taste the food in front of him that he had never eaten before.
Seeing the eagle in such a miserable state, Meng Fei grinned and said, "Don't worry, it's not the right time yet. It will be more fragrant later!"
As he spoke, Meng Fei took out a small bottle from the small bag on the side of his backpack, unscrewed the lid, and sprinkled it evenly on the surface of the pork.
Inside the bottle is the barbecue ingredients that Meng Fei prepared according to his culinary expertise. The proportions of each spice are just right to perfectly bring out the aroma of the barbecue.
In an instant, the flavors of various spices reacted wonderfully with the aroma of pork, bringing out the freshness and fragrance of the pork to the fullest. The aroma is comparable to the top-quality Wagyu beef in a five-star hotel.
At this time, even the forest ranger uncle next to him had an expectant look on his face. He usually ate a lot of barbecue, but when he smelled the barbecue made by Meng Fei, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he felt like there was a roundworm in his stomach, constantly making him feel a little hungry.
At this time, the high temperature of the flame slowly forces the moisture out of the pork, making the surface golden and crispy, while the inside remains tender and juicy. Each piece of pork is sizzling as the fire roasts it, as if a gorgeous symphony is being played.
At this moment, Qiubo, who was lying unconscious on the grass, suddenly moved his nose, and then he suddenly sat up from the ground, just like a zombie in a Hong Kong or Taiwan movie.
"Barbecue!! There's barbecue!"
He quickly turned his head to look at Meng Fei, his eyes full of excitement. But when he saw the two-meter-tall mountain eagle behind Meng Fei, his face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble as he said, "Dog...Dog...You...There's...There's a sand sculpture behind you!!"
Hearing Qiubo's words, Meng Fei couldn't help but chuckled and said, "What a sand sculpture, this is a mountain eagle, don't worry, it won't hurt anyone."
Qiubo took a few tentative steps towards Meng Fei with half belief and half doubt. Seeing that Zuoshandiao ignored him, he became bolder and came in front of Meng Fei, gave him a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are awesome now! You can tame this thing now. When can you let me play with it? I see those wolves and tigers in your family are itching."
"Haha, I have no problem with that, but I'm afraid you can't stand it, or they'll make it for you in the middle of the night."
Hearing this, Qiubo was instantly shocked and quickly waved his hands, saying, "Forget it, my mother is counting on me to hold her grandson."
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