When everyone heard this, they were all amazed at Uncle Hu's skills, and at the same time they were looking forward to the upcoming delicacy. They discussed with each other how to cook this rare ingredient.
Yao Qingshuang's eyes fell on the prey on the ground. It was a fawn, roughly estimated to weigh about 80 kilograms.
After removing the internal organs, there should still be about 50 to 60 kilograms of clean meat left, enough for everyone to have a good meal.
Thinking of this, she turned to Su Wenjun and whispered, "Wenjun, divide the meat carefully and cook it tonight."
Night fell quietly, and the sky above the Sujia Village camp was gradually covered by curling smoke.
The mouth-watering aroma of meat wafted from every household, as if a symphony of gourmet food was being played.
Li Zhaodi and Zhao Chunhua, two clever women, put a lot of effort into showing off their cooking skills.
They skillfully transform venison into various dishes: the roasted venison sizzles on the fire, the fat drips onto the charcoal, giving off an enticing burnt aroma; the venison is stir-fried with wild vegetables, the freshness of the wild vegetables blends with the mellowness of the venison, creating a unique flavor; the soup made from venison bones boils in a large pot, the rich white soup exudes warmth and fragrance; the venison buns have a soft dough and juicy filling, and the aroma of meat fills the air when you take a bite.
The tempting aroma made the men, women, young and old in the family drool. They sat around the dining table and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of venison and put it in their mouths.
When the delicious taste spread on the tip of the tongue, everyone was completely conquered by the deliciousness of the venison. For a moment, exclamations and laughter rang out one after another, and everyone was immersed in the joy and satisfaction brought by this delicacy.
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