Wilderness Redemption Tour

The man tied to the tree was a dark brown-haired man wearing a stained white linen shirt, dark canvas riding pants, and a pair of knee-high brown cowboy boots. He looked a little listless, not sure if it was because he had been tied for too long or because he hadn't eaten.

"Who is this man? Is he also from our gang? Why is he tied up?" Lin Yan pointed at the man tied to the tree and asked Lenny.

"Him?" Lenny sneered and said with some contempt: "He is from the O'Driscoll Gang, which is our rival gang. He was captured by Arthur when we were resting in Plowshare Village. Dutch said he might be useful in the future, so we spared his life for the time being."

"Oh. So we have a mortal feud with the O'Driscoll gang, the kind that won't end until one of us dies?" Lin Yan asked with a frown.

"That's right. From what Dutch said before, I analyzed that Dutch seemed to have a cooperative relationship with the O'Driscoll Gang in the past, but for some unknown reason, the leader of the O'Driscoll Gang, Colm O'Driscoll, killed Dutch's lover. Since then, Dutch has been sworn enemies with the O'Driscoll Gang, and for this reason he even set up a plan to kill Colm's brother. As for Hosea and Karen who were on guard, I think you also greeted these two people when you and Arthur came back just now. Hmm... let me think about the other members of the gang who haven't shown up yet."

Lenny thought for a moment and said, "Oh yeah, there's Pastor Swanson. I was wondering why I felt like there was someone missing. Pastor Swanson is basically in the camp every day, doing some simple medical work. But his mental state has not been very good recently, and he gets drunk every day. When he's awake, he wanders around the camp, looking for people and talking nonsense. If you don't see him, he's sleeping in some corner. In addition, there's another person, Sean McGuire, who got separated from us when we fled Blackwater Town, and we don't even know whether he is alive or dead." Speaking of his companions whose life and death are uncertain, Lenny's tone was a little low.

Lin Yan walked over and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "No news is good news. Maybe Sean will follow your trail and find this place tomorrow."

Lenny smiled noncommittally and said, "Well, we should go back. How's your card game going? I think we have enough people to open a second table."

"Play cards? I really don't know how to do that. I'll just watch you guys play." Lin Yan realized that he, a geek, was a complete loser in this era. Apart from a little modern knowledge, he had no physical strength and no courage. Hey, how did I save Arthur? I can't remember the details.

Lin Yan was thinking about what happened in Valentine, and he followed Lenny in a daze to the four people who were playing cards in the camp.

"They are playing blackjack now. The rules are very simple and you can learn them just by watching." Lenny turned sideways and said to Lin Yan beside him.

It was already completely dark at this time. In addition to the campfire for cooking, another campfire was built on the other side of the camp, and kerosene lanterns were also lit by everyone.

"Neigh..." Accompanied by the neighing of horses, Arthur returned from his bath. Hosea and Karen, who were on sentry duty outside, returned with him. Micah, who was playing cards, pushed the cards in his hand forward and said, "No more playing, it's my turn to be on sentry duty." Then he and Charles, who had already fed the horses, took over the sentry duty of Hosea and Karen.

"Does the camp need someone to keep watch at night?" Lin Yan asked the question only to realize that his question was a bit childish.

"Of course, we don't know when the O'Driscoll Gang and Pinkerton detectives will find this place, so someone has to give us an advance warning, otherwise we might not see tomorrow's sunrise. Besides, there might be some large wild animals nearby, such as wolves and bears." Lenny didn't think Lin Yan's question was too low-level, and he gave a patient answer.

"The pies are in the oven, gentlemen, you can show off your grilling skills. Charles, where is Charles?" Aunt Susan came to the gathered men and gave them the task of grilling. When she did not see Charles in the crowd, she asked everyone.

"Charles went on guard." Lin Yan answered first.

"Oh, then...Bill, go and call Charles back and take over for him," Aunt Susan ordered.

"There are so many people here, why me?" Bill shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Don't you know why? Charles is the best at grilling among us, and you are the worst. It's no exaggeration to say that if I throw the meat directly into the fire and take it out after a while, it will taste better than yours. So stop talking nonsense and change Charles back as soon as possible." Aunt Susan's words were to the point. Bill didn't refute after hearing it, and immediately stood up to take over Charles' job.

"Okay, men, hurry up and start grilling. Once the meat is ready, we can start celebrating." Aunt Susan said to others.

"Hey, Jamie, are you going to have a barbecue?" Arthur walked up to Lin Yan and asked, rubbing his wet hair with one hand.

"I can't guarantee that I can grill it well, but I can give it a try." Lin Yan was eager to try. When he watched westerns in the past, although it was cool to see the protagonist uphold justice and kill people everywhere, what he envied most was making a bonfire in the Gobi Desert, cutting a piece of meat from the prey and sticking it next to the fire, and then sprinkling a little salt or other seasonings on it when it was sizzling and oozing oil, and then eating it with relish. Every time he saw this scene, Lin Yan had the idea of ​​having a barbecue right away, but the meager salary in his pocket only allowed him to go out for a long time.

Lin Yan and the others got the marinated meat from Pearson and skewered it with sticks. Because Valentine is a livestock town, the meat tonight is mainly beef and mutton. Lin Yan is somewhat resistant to mutton. He doesn't like the smell of mutton. Even if there is only a little bit, he will lose his appetite after eating it. Therefore, he has basically never eaten mutton since he became an adult.

Fortunately, Lin Yan got two pieces of beef ribs, each as big as his two palms. He shook them and thought they weighed about two kilograms. Holding the two pieces of meat that were still dripping with marinade, Lin Yan followed Arthur to the newly born bonfire. Sitting on a bench made of dead tree trunks, Arthur handed the meat in his hand to Lin Yan and said, "Help me hold it for a while, I'll go find some tools."

"Hey, Arthur, don't just think about yourself, get one for me too." said the uncle with a red rosacea.

"You are a lazy bastard who only knows how to eat and sleep all day. If you want the tools, go get them yourself. I won't help you." Arthur said this angrily, then turned and walked into the woods behind him.

The uncle was not moved at all by Arthur's insults. He smiled and said to Lin Yan: "Newcomer, I remember your name is Jamie, right? You can call me uncle. I am an old member of the gang. I have been in the gang even longer than Arthur."

"Hello, uncle." Lin Yan greeted the other party.

"Jamie, I see you're carrying this meat in vain, why don't you help me get some? I'll also make a tool, what do you think?" Without waiting for Lin Yan to answer, the uncle stuffed the branch with meat in his hand into Lin Yan's arms, and then chose a different direction from Arthur to enter the woods.

This uncle is really rude. No wonder he can eat for free in the camp all year round. He is really shameless. Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Yan muttered quietly.

After a while, Lin Yan heard footsteps behind him. He thought it was Arthur coming back, so he didn't look back. Unexpectedly, a snow-white arm was placed on his shoulder, and then a bottle of wine was handed to him.

"Would you like some whiskey first?" a female voice came from behind him. Lin Yan realized it was not Arthur at this time. He turned around to see who it was, but he bumped into something soft.

The smell of perfume mixed with a slight smell of sweat came from the tip of his nose, and at that moment Lin Yan seemed to be suffocated. He had never had such close contact with a woman in his life. He quickly tilted his head back and stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Jones. I, I didn't mean it."

Lin Yan already knew who the person was the moment she bumped into him. After all, apart from her, no one else in the entire camp had such a proud bust.

Karen Jones had taken off her black plush coat and was only wearing a white lace bra. Seeing Lin Yan's panic, she smiled slightly, then stepped over the tree trunk and sat directly next to Lin Yan. Then she said, "It's okay. I saw you were alone here, so I came over to ask if you wanted to drink. Isn't Arthur with you? Where did he go?"

"He went to the woods to find barbecue tools." Lin Yan said, raising a handful of skewers in his hand.

"Oh, okay. I just came to ask if you need whiskey. Here, I'll give you this bottle first. If it's not enough, go to the table over there and get more. There's a whole box over there." Karen put the glass bottle of whiskey in her hand next to Lin Yan, and said casually: "Arthur's barbecue skills are also one of the best in the camp. You can learn from him. If you are interested in cooking, maybe you can take over Pearson's job in two years. Everyone is tired of his cooking."

"Okay." Lin Yan watched Karen get up and leave, secretly relieved. He felt his face was still hot, but fortunately it was at night, so others could not easily notice it.

Being a camp cook? Lin Yan smiled. His cooking skills should be okay. In the past few years of living alone, he would cook for himself in various ways. He thought the taste was pretty good. But I am here to save you from the tragic fate that is about to come. How can I hide in the camp and just be a cook? This is not the world of Little Chef.

"Uncle, did he go find the tools himself?" Arthur sat back next to Lin Yan with the prepared barbecue tools.

"Yes, he went by himself." Lin Yan answered truthfully.

"Hmph, this should have been done a long time ago, you parasite of this camp." Arthur spat and then stuck the prepared tools into the ground next to the campfire.

The so-called tool is a Y-shaped branch. Arthur inserted these branches of the same shape into a circle around the campfire, then took the skewers from Lin Yan's hand and processed them again, exposing the two ends of the sticks, moving the meat to the middle, and then placed the sticks on the Y-shaped branches that had just been placed, and a simple barbecue grill was ready.

After putting all the meat on, the uncle staggered back. "Arthur, I knew you wouldn't refuse me." The uncle burped as he spoke.

"Get out of here, you rat-like guy. I don't know why Dutch has been tolerating you to waste food in the camp." Arthur couldn't help but curse when he saw that he was being treated like a rat by the uncle.

"Haha, I know some of you don't want to see me go, so save your energy, I won't leave." The uncle raised his head and took another big sip of wine, saying with misty eyes.

"Damn scum, rats and bugs in the sewer, I hope you go to hell..." Arthur cursed in a low voice again, and when he saw the bottle of wine at his feet, he picked it up and took a big gulp, then he stopped cursing.

At this time, Javier came over with a guitar, sat on another dead tree trunk, plucked the guitar strings, and said, "Gentlemen, how about a little song before dinner?"

As Javier plucked the strings of the guitar, a cheerful melody floated around the campfire, and the atmosphere in the camp became lively.

Lin Yan had never heard of this tune before, so he just quietly appreciated it, occasionally flipping the skewers on the grill like Arthur. Arthur and the uncle seemed to be very familiar with this tune, and they hummed along with the music when Javier started playing. Lin Yan heard that the lyrics they hummed should be about a young man's love, and judging from the cheerful tune, the final ending should be satisfactory.

After the song, Javier ran to another campfire with his guitar and played a cheerful tune. The people sitting around, even the cook Pearson, sang along. After the song was over, he estimated the time, opened the oven, and knocked on the pan to attract the attention of everyone in the camp, and then said loudly, "The apple pie is ready. Come and get it if you want."

The people who heard the news walked to the dining car in twos and threes, picked up the plates, and received the freshly baked desserts from Pearson. Lin Yan stood up and said to Arthur, "I'll help you get it, you just watch the meat." Arthur nodded and continued to concentrate on turning the skewers of meat that were already oozing with oil on the grill.

Lin Yan also took out a plate from the dining car like everyone else and brought it to Pearson. The chef, still wearing the top hat, glanced at Lin Yan, put two pies on two plates and said, "Come back if you like them. There are still plenty."

After saying thank you, Lin Yan returned to Arthur with the plate. After blowing on the still hot surface and feeling that it was not so hot anymore, Lin Yan picked up the slightly yellow baked pie and took a bite. The sour and sweet, granular filling was just right, but the dough still had a sour taste and the taste was not very good. After eating one, Lin Yan decided to save the remaining space in his stomach for the main character of the night - barbecue.