Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Chief Hu slapped Wolf Three directly.

"Get out of my way! There's no blood on it, didn't they say so? It's really a disgrace! My apologies to the brother on the other side, we did misunderstand this matter. As the saying goes, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, let's..."

"Wait a minute, your people injured several of our brothers, and now you think it's over just because it's a misunderstanding? Compensation!"

"Yes, compensation! Compensation!"

"Oh, it's just a minor wound. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss? We are all refugees. We don't have a penny on us. What's the use of compensation? How about this? We just killed two pheasants and a fox. We'll give them to you as compensation!"

After Chief Hu finished speaking, he asked the people behind him to throw two pheasants and a fox over, and then he wanted to leave with a look of annoyance on his face.

At this time Yuelu came over.

"Wait a minute, Chief. You said you also escaped here?"

"Yes, our home was flooded, so we had no choice but to keep walking. It started snowing today when we just got here. We felt that we couldn't go any further, so we decided to find a place that was sheltered from the wind to camp here, hunt more prey and store some food. Otherwise, if the snow really blocks the mountain and the birds and animals disappear, we will probably starve to death in the mountains."

"You said you just arrived here?"

"Yes, by the way, big sister, from the looks of you, you must have been stationed here for quite a long time, right? Do you have a place to stay?"

"We have a place to stay, but you can't go. You know the reason!"

"Tsk! If you don't want to go, forget it. Let's go! If we meet again next time, I will snatch them from you without mercy! After all, these are life-saving things!"

After Chief Hu finished speaking, he took his men and left.

Fu Cang looked at Mo Xiaonian triumphantly.

"Look at the wild boar I killed. How powerful am I?"

Mo Xiaonian gave Fu Cang a thumbs up and made a heart shape with her hands.

"Brother Fucang is so awesome!"

Fu Cang felt happy, but others found it embarrassing to watch.

It's just a wild boar, why are you showing off? When we were fighting just now, didn't everyone come together?

Fu Cang threw the two pheasants and a fox to the sickle.

"Share the money with the injured brothers. There's no one in the cave. Let's go back first."

There was a man at the entrance of the cave.

Linghua was still here being punished to burn charcoal. When she saw everyone else had gone out, she became extremely anxious and scratched her head. It was not until everyone came back that her anxious mood finally calmed down.

When a hunter in the tribe brings back a wild boar, it is always a cause for celebration for the entire tribe, just like the New Year.

Only then did Mo Xiaonian realize that her worth was actually quite valuable.

According to custom, Fu Cang would keep the good parts of the wild boar he hunted for himself, and would chop off the bad parts such as the offal, blood clots, head, hooves, and tail, and stew them in a large iron pot with the broth, which he would then share with the people in the tribe.

Mo Xiaonian suddenly remembered the pig-killing dishes she had eaten before, and her mouth started watering. Without thinking twice, she went into the woods and picked up a lot of pickled cabbages. She asked Fu Cang to cut them up and put them all in the pot to stew them together.

These savages in the tribe had never eaten sauerkraut before. When they smelled the aroma of meat and sauerkraut mixed together from the big iron pot, their mouths watered. Some smart women went to the woods quietly, intending to pick up a few for themselves.

But reality was destined to disappoint them. People in their tribe went into that forest countless times a day, but no one had ever picked up such strange wild vegetables!

Fu Cang looked at Mo Xiaonian meaningfully, but in the end didn't ask anything.

His wife is a very mysterious person. What he should do is to protect her instead of trying to pry into her secrets. This will make his wife feel safe.

There is a lot of meat on this wild boar. Fu Cang and Yue Lu intend to make the meat into bacon, but Mo Xiaonian thinks it would be a waste to make it into bacon.

"Why don't we leave a piece of tender meat and chop it into stuffing for dumplings? By the way, have you ever eaten dumplings?"

I have heard of moon deer, but I have never eaten it.

"When I was a kid, I heard people say that your country, Dahuan, eats that kind of food, and they often eat it during the Spring Festival, right?"

"Yes, let's make dumplings with wild boar meat and Chinese cabbage. They will definitely taste good. I just happen to have some flour here."

"That's fine. Just tell me and Luhua how to wrap it. It would be great if the weather gets colder. The meat will be frozen and won't need to be dried into jerky."

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait two days. Look, grandma, these people in our tribe are coming here with their bowls, ready to eat the pig-killing meal."

Yuelu laughed out loud.

"Xiao Nian, what you said is quite accurate. This big pot of stew we made is a butcher's dish. It looks almost done. Let's go and take a look."

This pig-killing dish was stewed not in just one pot, but in three large pots. All the large stoves that Fu Cang had built outside were used. However, there were many people in their tribe, and each person could only get one bowl of soup.

But this bowl of pig-killing dish made them all dizzy with its delicious smell. After eating it, their eyes were wide open and they kept asking Fu Cang what was put in their pig-killing dish and why the meat and vegetables were so delicious.

Fu Cang couldn't take care of them as he himself hadn't eaten enough.

Her family was not as short of food as other families. They still had the white flour steamed buns that Yue Lu had prepared before. Eating the white flour steamed buns with the pig-killing dishes was simply the most delicious thing ever.

It was also the first time for Mo Xiaonian to eat a pig-killing dish made with wild boar meat. Although the wild boar meat was less oily, the taste of the meat was really delicious. However, the texture of the meat was a bit dry and not as delicate as that of domestic pig meat.

Mo Xiaonian felt that the wild boar meat would be delicious if it was chopped into minced meat and used to make dumplings and buns. Since it was chopped into pieces anyway, it would be hard to tell whether it was tough or not, but the aroma of the pork would be preserved.

Mo Xiaonian wanted to eat dumplings so much that her saliva was flowing all over the floor. After finishing her meal, she returned to the car, planted a crop of cabbages in the space, and then took out five of them and put them aside.

After she finished some work, she found that Fu Cang had not come back yet. She opened the car curtain out of curiosity, and felt a cold wind blowing in her face, which made her shiver.