After catching such a big headed wild boar, the Golden Eagle's hunt was considered a success. However, if Zhong Yuan were to handle this thing, it might be a bit troublesome. Fortunately, there are two skilled hunters here, Er Wa. Otherwise, Zhong Yuan would have had to pick out the good ones and put them together. Zhong Yuan also took advantage of the jade cutting knife. Cutting bones is no different from cutting carrots, otherwise it wouldn't be easy for Zhong Yuan just to try to piece together some meat.
There is a stove in Laosai that specializes in handling prey such as wild boars and goats, and everyone only needs to lift the prey. Just bring some firewood and you can go there. There are also many places in rural areas where this kind of stove can be found. It's not surprising when Zhongyuan arrives. Tie a wild boar with a stick. Two children carrying wild boars walked ahead, while Zhong Yuan and Uncle Kawanda, each carrying some firewood, followed behind.
The stove is not far from Mr. Cawanda's house, and it's only a few minutes away from home. When we get to the place, Zhongyuan takes a look and drinks! A large group of people, old and young, were chatting and playing on the dirt flat inside the plug. When they saw Er Wa and Er Wa raising their heads to catch wild boars, many children gathered around. However, few people in the plug were able to catch wild boars, especially now that there are few people in the plug, it's even harder to see them.
Oh! Er Tuzi, you two are not easy, you guys are such good guys. "An old man with a cloth hat wrapped around his head knocked his cigarette bag on his feet and walked over.
Master Chongshan, you guessed wrong this time. This pig wasn't killed by us, "Er Tuzi grinned and lifted the wild boar with Er Wa, throwing it onto the stove.
It wasn't you guys who did it, oh, it wasn't you who did it, Kawangda. Your old arms and legs don't look like you! "The Mountain God also saw Kawangda and Zhongyuan coming over with firewood, and while talking, he glanced at Zhongyuan with his eyes. Only the older generation may know what his real name is. The younger generation called him" Uncle Mountain "or" Mountain God ". When he was young, he was a top-notch hunter and herb gatherer. Even now that he is older, he often goes into the mountains to collect herbs, catch some, and hunt.
Nonsense. You also know how I, with my old arms and legs, would mess with this thing. See, this is what I told you about Kani and his godfather! "Kawanda pointed to Zhongyuan, whose relationship with Chongshan had been accumulated over decades. Chasing the mountains is also the only person in the village who knows that the Kani siblings secretly went to the old forest. The herbs and wild ginseng that the siblings collected were also sold by him and Kawanda in the city. He has a clear understanding of the process by which Zhongyuan saved the two siblings.
"Oh? Young man, you are the godfather of Kani and the others. By the way, your name is Zhongyuan, right Upon hearing Kawanda's words, the eyes of the mountain god lit up. He dared not underestimate the young man in front of him anymore. If this person was really as powerful as Kani and the others said, he would be an amazing person.
Uncle Gan Shan, I am Zhong Yuan, "Zhong Yuan replied with a smile, not expecting anyone here to know his name. However, judging from the reactions of Uncle Kawanda and Erwa when they introduced themselves just now, Zhong Yuan knew that even if someone knew about him, the number of people would not be very large.
Hello young man, hello! This pig must have been hit by you, right? "Exclaimed the mountain sweeper. Those around him may not know what he was talking about, but Zhongyuan knew that he must be talking about saving Kani and the others.
Huh! No, it was your divine bird hunting, right? "As soon as the mountain god asked Zhong Yuan, he saw the wound on the wild boar's head and knew that there was a divine bird beside him. I immediately guessed that the real killer of this wild boar was the Golden Eagle.
Look at your keen eyesight, I just realized it. Zhongyuan's head is called the Golden Eagle, not the Divine Bird, "said Kawanda as she added firewood to the stove and chased the mountain. With just a few efforts, the fire had already been lit.
Golden eagle? So that's a golden eagle! Tsk tsk, look at this wound, even a golden eagle is not an ordinary one. Its hard skull can be easily pulled apart with just one stroke, "said Gan Shan, adding some smoke to his cigarette bag.
Master Gan Shan, you're really amazing, but how do you know Uncle A has a golden eagle. The second child on one side flattered him and asked his own questions.
You little brat, your uncle is the godfather of Kani and the others. Can't I not know? "Chushan looked disdainfully at Erwa and casually said," He taught Erwa and Ertu many skills, so he is never polite to the two guys. There are few people in the village, so everyone has a good relationship. Although he talks about it, Chushan really likes these two kids in his heart. Most of the people in the plug have run out, and he doesn't know if the old plug is still there after several decades or even a hundred years. So, he is happy that Erwa can choose to stay in the plug. Very well.
In a short while, the people on the dirt flat gathered together, helping out and chatting. The people in the village only wanted to make things lively, and they liked to gather on the dirt flat after dinner at night.
There are only a few dozen people in the whole old village now, and more than half of them have gathered on this dirt flat. However, most of them are children themselves. Kawanda warmly introduced everyone to Zhongyuan, and Zhongyuan had a good memory and recorded them one by one. If it were someone else, it would probably not be easy. What made Zhongyuan laugh and cry the most was that among those children, according to their seniority, there were actually two who called Zhongyuan grandpa. Zhongyuan was directly defeated, what do you call love!
The power of many people is great. A pig was cleaned up in less than half an hour, even its internal organs were washed clean with help.
Zhong Yuan made the decision and asked Er Wa and his team to distribute three or four pounds to each household present. Anyway, there were only about ten households in the village, and they couldn't even use half of the pigs. Er Wa and the others did not show courtesy to Zhong Yuan either. As soon as he picked up the knife, he divided the meat, not only because the golden eagle was powerful and easy to hunt, but most importantly, the people in Laosai often did this. When they went out hunting and had a bountiful harvest, each family would share a little. Er Wa and the others were used to it.
Seeing Zhong Yuan being so sincere. The people in Laosai's impression of Zhongyuan immediately improved, not because of Zhongyuan's few pounds of meat, but because of his attitude.
The people in the old village are happy, and Zhong Yuan is also happy. Having established good relationships with these people will make it easier for Zhong Yuan to bring the Golden Eagle to get along with them in the future. This is an important point, and Jin Eagle cannot be treated as an enemy or ignored when he sees someone in the future, right? Although Jin Diao seems very sensible and obedient now, all of them were ordered by Zhong Yuan. Zhong Yuan wanted Jin Diao to handle these situations independently and treat people and things reasonably.
Busy for over an hour, dinner is finally ready. Due to the presence of this wild boar, Zhongyuan's dinner time was delayed by an hour, and by then it was almost dark. Looking at the headlights lit up in the yard, Zhongyuan was surprised. I can't figure out how there can be electricity in this place. When I went to inspect it just now, I also ignored this thing. Looking up, I saw that several wires were extending far from the mountain top.
Haha, it's quite strange, isn't it? Speaking of which, we haven't had electricity here for many years. There are still some plugs on the mountain side, and we worked together for a long time to apply for them. It was only then that we finally got the electricity connected, "said Uncle Gan Shan. After the wild boar was dealt with, Kawanda called him over as well.
Yes, I didn't expect electricity to be connected in such a remote place. "Zhong Yuan's temperament was a bit straightforward, saying whatever came to mind.
"We are remote here because there are too many mountains, making it difficult to enter and exit. However, these power lines can be pulled across the mountains, so it's not far in total. When we first set up the lines, many people from the village came to help Kawanda answered Zhong Yuan's words without paying attention.
Everyone helped to bring the dishes to the yard, and a large table was set up. Kawanda also entered the room and carried a large earthen jar out.
Seeing the jar that Kawanda had taken out, the eyes of Er Wa and Er Tuzi lit up. Even Uncle Gan Shan was not much better. Just looking at the appearance of a few people, Zhong Yuan was curious about the wine in the jar. Zhong Yuan could drink alcohol, but he didn't drink it often. Baijiu and Beer Bell had drunk a lot, but Fruit Wine Bell was the first time to encounter it.
Kawanda didn't waste her words either. She patted off the seal on the earthen jar and gently lifted the lid. Suddenly, a faint aroma of wine floated out of the jar. Zhong Yuan was surprised to hear the fragrance, which he had never smelled before. It was faint and seemed to have several fruit aromas mixed in. Just this fragrance made Zhong Yuan impatient for the wine in the earthen jar.
Wow, you old thing, have you exposed your secrets? Don't tell me this wine was brewed this year. "As soon as you smelled the aroma of the wine, those who were familiar with Kavanda fruit wine realized that something was wrong. Although the newly brewed fruit wine is delicious, how could it have such a pleasant smell? Immediately stared at Kawanda and said.
Haha, I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but this wine is already Chen Dexiang. If you found out, would it still be available now? "Kawanda looked smug. Not all kinds of wine can last for a few years without spoiling. He spent a lot of effort brewing fruit wine. He added more than 10 kinds of wild fruits and medicinal herbs, and it took several days to find enough. During the one or two months when the wild fruits were ripe, Kawanda would go and make some in her spare time. After two months, she could only brew a few cans of wine, give some to others, and drink some for herself. There wasn't much left.
You're being tough, tsk tsk. Zhongyuan has been exposed to you today. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that he still hid such a good thing, "said Chongshan Chaozhong with a smile and happiness. Is there anything good in Kawanda's house that he doesn't know? You should know that a small half of the wine brewed by Kawanda every year is in his hands, and saying this is just to show face to Zhongyuan.
Zhong Yuan smiled shyly. The two old men were arguing and he really couldn't say anything. As for Er Wa and Er Tuzi? Since Mr. Cawanda's wine arrived, his eyes have never left the earthen jar, and he doesn't even care about talking.
Alright, don't waste your words. A table full of dishes won't stop you from eating. Zhong Yuan didn't even have dinner, "said Kawanda as she placed the earthen jar on the table. The second child had already picked up the jar and poured a full bowl for each person.
Hurry up and give it a try, it's one of the best things in the village! "Chongshan picked up the bowl in front of him and took a sip before speaking to Zhongyuan.
Zhongyuan looked into the bowl and noticed that the pale yellow fruit wine looked a bit like orange juice. Combined with the lingering aroma of wine, it greatly increased one's appetite, so I picked up the bowl. Zhong Yuan took a gentle sip. There is no pungent taste of alcohol, a faint sweetness mixed with several indescribable fruit aromas instantly filling Zhongyuan's mouth.
Good wine! "After savoring for a while, Zhong Yuan finally said these two words in his mind.
With Zhongyuan's approval, Kawanda's eyes narrowed with joy.
In just a few words, Er Wa and Er Tuzi had already swallowed a bowl of wine and were pouring a second bowl into it. However, a jar of wine weighed around ten to twenty pounds, and Ka Wang was not afraid of being consumed by the two of them.
Isn't this the kind of atmosphere that drinking requires? As everyone followed suit, Zhong Yuan was quickly dragged into the army of fighting wine.