Her eyes were filled with fear and worry, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her lips were trembling slightly.
She looked Zhou Shitou up and down carefully, gently feeling his body with her hands to check if there were any injuries, her eyes revealing immense anxiety and concern.
"My lady, don't worry, I'm fine." Zhou Shitou looked at Su Wenxuan's anxious look, his heart filled with emotion and warmth. He reached out and gently held Su Wenxuan's hand, with a tired but determined smile on his face.
When Su Wenxuan heard this, her body trembled slightly, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.
Her eyes instantly became moist, tears welling up in them, and she kept repeating, "It's okay, it's okay. I was scared to death just now."
The voice had a hint of crying, full of concern and affection for the lover.
Seeing that the tiger had been knocked down, the other people in the village first approached slowly and cautiously from all sides. After making sure that the tiger was indeed motionless, they surrounded it.
Everyone's faces were filled with irrepressible excitement, and their eyes were sparkling with curiosity and excitement.
A few particularly brave young people could not suppress their inner impulse and slowly reached out their hands to gently touch the tiger's head and fur.
One of them grinned and said, "Haha, I have touched a tiger before. This tiger looked so majestic, but I didn't expect it to fall into our hands today."
His voice trembled slightly with excitement, and his fingers shuttled through the tiger's fur, feeling the rough hair with a unique texture.
Some of the people nearby cast envious glances, while others chattered about the tiger's size and the fierce battle that had just taken place. The whole scene was extremely lively.
At this time, the village chief walked into the center of the crowd with the support of his eldest son.
His eyes were first attracted by the majestic tiger. He saw the tiger's huge body lying on the ground, dead. Its once frightening eyes had lost their luster, and only its colorful fur still showed its former kingly demeanor.
The village chief's eyes couldn't help but show a little excitement. He trembled his lips and said, "Oh my God, I never thought we could defeat the tiger. This is really thanks to our ancestors' blessing!"
His voice, with a hint of vicissitudes and emotion, echoed among the crowd, causing everyone to nod in agreement.
After his excitement subsided, the village chief quickly regained his composure and concern. He slowly turned to look at the villagers around him, his eyes filled with worry and anxiety. He raised his voice and asked, "Was anyone injured just now? If so, please go see Doctor Bai immediately. Don't let them develop any serious illness."
When the villagers heard the village chief's question, they began to check on each other's conditions.
Fortunately, because of Uncle Hu's bravery and fearlessness, he attracted most of the attacks in the fight with the tiger, and most of the villagers only suffered scratches and bruises and were not seriously injured.
Seeing that the village chief had spoken, the injured people decided not to continue watching the fun and quickly walked towards where Doctor Bai was. Only a few people were left standing there, continuing to surround the tiger, either marveling or discussing the thrilling scene that had just happened.
The village chief, with a hint of excitement on his face, called Zhou Shitou and Old Man Zhou over and said, "You two are both skilled craftsmen. We must peel off this tiger skin completely and tan it carefully. It might be of great use in the future."
Zhou Shitou and Old Man Zhou quickly responded upon hearing this. Zhou Shitou smiled and said, "Don't worry, Village Chief. We will definitely do a great job. My father has tanned a lot of leather before. Although this tiger skin is precious, we have experience."
After that, they took out sharp skinning knives from their bags, squatted down, and with focused and professional eyes, they carefully began to cut along the tiger's belly. Father Zhou kept reminding his son: "Be gentle, it would be bad if the tiger skin was damaged. It's safest to cut along the grain."
After the skin was peeled, the village chief then directed the others: "Come here, some quick hands and feet, carefully put away the tiger bones, tiger penis, and tiger gallbladder. Don't damage them. We will let Doctor Bai deal with them later. These are precious medicinal materials."
Then, several strong young men stepped forward, and one of them said nervously, "Village chief, this tiger gall looks scary. Can it really be used as medicine?"
The village chief patiently explained, "Of course not. Tiger gall is a good thing. It can clear away heat and detoxify. But it needs to be prepared well by Doctor Bai."
Although they were still frightened by the tiger's corpse, they suppressed their inner anxiety and followed the village chief's instructions to carefully disassemble the tiger bones piece by piece, carefully wrap the tiger penis and tiger gallbladder in clean cloth, and place them aside.
Then the village chief said to the remaining villagers, "Divide the tiger meat among the rest of you. Every family will have a share. This is the result of our joint efforts. This tiger meat is very nutritious. Let everyone taste it."
Everyone smiled with delight after hearing this. An old man said with a smile, "Oh, I haven't eaten tiger meat in years. I remember when I was young, I tried it with the hunters in the village. The taste is unforgettable."
Everyone gathered around and started cutting up the tiger meat.
Everyone was discussing how to make the distribution more fair and reasonable, and the scene was lively and orderly.
By the time all this was done, most of the stars in the night sky had quietly moved, and it was almost midnight.
After experiencing this thrilling battle with the tiger and spending a long time taking care of the tiger's body, everyone was already exhausted.
Although their hearts were still filled with excitement and their minds kept recalling the thrilling scene of fighting with the tiger, their physical fatigue still came over them like a tide. They had to force themselves to lie back on their simple beds, close their eyes, and try to fall asleep as quickly as possible to greet a new day's journey.
The next day, at dawn, the village chief's familiar and penetrating gong sound rang out over the camp on time. The "dangdangdang" sound broke the tranquility of the early morning and everyone's sweet dreams.
Everyone was busy dealing with the tiger issue last night and didn't go to bed until almost midnight. They were all very sleepy at this moment. After being awakened by the sound of the gong, they got up one by one dragging their feet.
My eyes seemed to be covered by a veil, my vision was blurry and my head was dizzy.
Some villagers sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly for several minutes before coming to their senses; others yawned and stretched, relying on the strong will in their hearts to overcome their physical fatigue and stood up shakily.
Time passed slowly and finally it was time for dinner.
The steaming tiger meat on the table exuded a unique aroma, and everyone sat around it, their eyes full of anticipation.
When I put the first bite of tiger meat into my mouth and chewed it, I found that it did not taste as delicious as I had imagined.
The meat is slightly rough and has a faint fishy smell that is difficult to completely eliminate even after careful cooking.
However, everyone's interest did not diminish.
After all, for them, eating tiger meat means more than just the taste of the food itself.
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