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Chapter 4 Rowing All Night
After working for half a day, the whole musk deer was finally dismembered. The meat was chopped into pieces and placed in a ceramic basin on the side. As for the skin, it was basically unsightly. The whole skin was quite intact, but the cut was crooked and there were many damages. Even if it was sold, it would not fetch a good price.

"What a pity! If Butcher Zhang had handled it, this hide wouldn't have been wasted."

Zhong Lin sighed.

The only butcher in Xiahe Village was named Zhang. He was one of the people who had just come to the banquet, but Zhong Lin was too lazy to ask him for help.

"Go, make a fire."

"okay!"

Although he was very tired and wanted to sleep, Little Stone still consciously and obediently went to make a fire.

He also knew that the purpose of making a fire was to smoke the musk deer meat so that it could be preserved for a longer time.

Xiao Shitou started a fire, while Zhong Lin ran to the small slope not far outside the house to cut some pine and cypress branches.

The sun had completely set, and the afterglow was gone, leaving only a few starlights. The moon was very bright, and its silvery-white light spread coldly on the earth, which allowed Zhong Lin to barely see the road in the dark.

Due to lack of nutrition, this body obviously suffers from night blindness and is basically blind at night. This is also the reason why the villagers of Xiahe Village believe that Zhong Lin died in Heishan.

You can't see at night, so you're lucky to survive one night in the Black Mountains, let alone three full nights.

If the moonlight wasn't bright tonight and the distance wasn't far, Zhong Lin would definitely not have come out.

He took out the hatchet from his waist and started chopping down the pines and cypresses. Soon he came back with a bunch of pine and cypress branches.

Little Stone had already lit the fire and was sitting on a small stool, yawning and waiting for Zhong Lin. His big head was moving up and down like a praying mantis, which gave people an inexplicable sense of humor.

"Go to sleep first, and leave the rest to me."

Lack of sleep is not good for children's physical development, not to mention that Xiao Shitou is already severely malnourished. Zhong Lin doesn't want to leave him with any sequelae in the future.

"Well, second brother, you should rest early too."

Zhong Shi stood up and yawned as he went into the main room to sleep. Zhong Lin closed the door and threw the pine and cypress branches onto the fire. After a moment, a thick white smoke rose from it and infiltrated the piece of meat hanging above the beam.

Smoked bacon is a relatively old method of preserving meat. If you could add some salt to the meat and some grapefruit peel to the fire, the effect would be even better, but unfortunately the conditions do not allow it.

After half an hour, Zhong Lin was yawning continuously. He turned around and went back to the main room to sleep without caring whether the fumigation was done or not.

As mentioned before, my previous life's mother died early, so when three grown men live together, they don't have to worry about whether they are comfortable or not, as long as they don't die, it's fine.

So as soon as you enter the main room, you will see a kang made of straw and loess in the southwest corner. There is a layer of straw "cushion" on the kang. Little Stone is sleeping soundly in a linen quilt that is who knows how many years old. His body is curled up, and he is mumbling something. No one knows what he is dreaming about.

Fortunately, it is the beginning of autumn and the weather has just turned cooler. If it were to last a while longer, we might not be able to survive the winter in this environment.

Zhong Lin yawned and lay down on the straw "cushion". With the rustling sound in his ears, he soon fell asleep.

I've experienced so much today, traveling through time, hunting, and killing people...

In my previous life, I lived for twenty or thirty years but never experienced any of these.

too tired.

...Zhong Lin was woken up in the morning by the urge to pee, and for some reason, he had been dreaming of rowing in the sea last night, but couldn't get out.

"Fuck, you're such a grown-up and you still wet the bed?"

Little Stone's face flushed red as he protested loudly, "It wasn't me."

"If it wasn't you, who else could it be? I was wondering why I had this dream of rowing all night. I think it's all your fault, you little bastard. You're still wetting the bed at this age. How am I going to talk to you about having a wife in the future? Don't scare the bride away with your pee." Zhong Lin laughed.

"You... hum!"

Little Stone was so angry that he turned his head away and ignored Zhong Lin. Unfortunately, his pair of ears that were so red that they were almost transparent made Zhong Lin laugh a lot.

After playing for a while, the two got up, took a basin of clean water to wash their faces and rinse their mouths, warmed up the "Golden Rooster Crowing at the Moon" leftover from yesterday and continued to eat.

The two of them didn't feel sick even after eating such greasy food early in the morning. Their bodies were lacking oil and water, and every cell was crying out for meat.

"Shi Tou, go chop some more pine and cypress branches to continue smoking the meat. I'm going out to do something." Zhong Lin put down his bowl and chopsticks and gave the order.

There are pine and cypress trees behind the house. Smoking meat is a simple job and I could do it myself when I was a child.

"Well, second brother, come back early."

Little Shitou was no longer angry with Zhong Lin at this time. After all, it was normal for two brothers to fight and quarrel.

Zhong Lin stood up, hung the hatchet around his waist, and walked out the door.

"Knife, second brother, knife."

"Oh! Just chop it with a kitchen knife. I still have a use for the hatchet."

It is useful, of course it is useful. His thin arms and legs cannot be replenished by eating meat one or two times. He offended most of the people in Xiahe Village yesterday. He felt insecure when going out without a knife. He even carried an ox horn bow. Compared with the machete, Zhong Lin believed more in his full-level archery skills.

"Uncle Caihua, are you going out?"

As soon as I went out, I saw Uncle Caihua who lived not far from my home. He was one of the villagers who came to eat yesterday.

Uncle Caihua also saw Zhong Lin, and his steps suddenly froze. He didn't know whether to continue walking or go back. But it was too late at this time, so he could only force a smile and greet Zhong Lin.

"That... that... is the big forest! Yes! Go... go out and look at the fields. Are you going hunting?"

The smile on his face was so awkward that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was frightened by Zhong Lin's unhesitating knife yesterday, and of course he was also heartbroken by the huge sum of money he lost when he left.

"I'm not going hunting. I'm going to visit Zhang Kun's house." Zhong Lin said with a smile.

Uncle Caihua's face turned pale when he heard this. He felt even more uncomfortable and even more afraid of Zhong Lin.

He just cut a big hole in someone's chest yesterday, and today he ran to his house again. He is planning to leave no chance for him to survive!
Before he spoke, Zhong Lin walked towards the west end of the village without stopping, and greeted all the villagers who were going out along the way.

The way everyone looked at Zhong Lin was no longer the same as the "Da Linzi" before, but made them feel a little afraid, just like Zhang Kun before.

(End of this chapter)