It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 332

That day, due to their desire for meat, Jiang Yan and the other two kept delaying their return journey, and only returned to the village late at night.

Jiang Wang, Zhang Meili and Jiang He had been waiting at Jiang Fa's house for a long time. When they heard the noise, they ran out quickly.

One of them blew his beard and glared: "I thought you three were staying in the back mountain today and not going home..."

One of them twisted Jiang Fu's ear and said, "You little bastard, you've grown wings! How dare you treat my words as fart?"

The remaining one just stood quietly beside Jiang Hu, with his head down and saying nothing.

Jiang Wang used all his strength to train Jiang Yan and the other two into submission. Only then did he notice the wild animals they were holding.

Holding the torch closer, Jiang Wang narrowed his eyes and said, "Good harvest."

Jiang Hu and Jiang Fu only hummed. Jiang Yan saw that Jiang Wang's anger seemed to have subsided, and said happily, "There's still some in the backpack. It's a good harvest today."

besides?

Everyone laid out the wild animals one by one in Jiang Yan's courtyard. There were nineteen in total. Most of them were not completely dead yet and moved slightly in the light of the fire.

"So many..." Zhang Meili felt that this was the first time she had seen such a situation in all her years.

Li Hao, who followed, also found it incredible: "Did you disturb the rabbit nest and the pheasant nest?"

"No, these are all strolling in the back mountain."

"It's already November and winter is coming..." Jiang Fa frowned. They would go to the back mountain every once in a while, whether to find food or collect firewood. This was the first time he had seen this situation in all these years.

He looked at Jiang Wang worriedly: "This is too abnormal. Have you heard of it?"

Jiang Wang also frowned and shook his head, then confirmed with the three people again: "Did you really not see anything else strange in the back mountain?"

Not really.

Jiang Wang thought for a long time, and finally decided: "No one should go into the mountains for the next few days. Let's see what happens next."

There are only a few people who can move around in Dongshan Village, and there is no professional hunter to lead the team. There is no need to forcibly organize people to investigate the situation. Let's avoid it for now.

Jiang Yan had no objection. Uncle Hu Zi had taken them to set up a lot of traps in the back mountain today. If they went a few days later, they would not have to worry about all the wild animals running away.

Captured wild animals need to be processed promptly, otherwise the blood will completely coagulate in the body, which will greatly affect the taste and texture.

After the discussion, no one left, but continued to work on the assembly line in the courtyard.

The next day, Jiang Wang notified other people who went to bed early to go to the village center to get meat, and the quiet morning suddenly became noisy.

Jiang Yan and others who caught wild animals each took away four, and the rest were distributed equally by the villagers according to weight and the number of people per family.

When Jiang Ning and his companions went to Jiang Yan's house to help extract cliff fruit oil, the smiles on their faces had not yet disappeared.

"Aunt Xiaoyan, do you think this meat tastes better boiled or grilled?"

Jiang Yan stuffed a piece of wood into the stove: "If it's meat, it can't be unpalatable. Even if it's not tasty, we have to do everything we can to make it taste good."

Having suffered from material scarcity, Jiang Yan is no longer as picky as she used to be.

No matter whether it is greasy, dry and lean, hard to chew and stuck in your teeth, or the meat is fishy, ​​add more soybean paste to cover the smell and cook it for a few more meals until it becomes soft.

What's more, these days it is really a blessing if the game can grow fat.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan asked Jiang Taiping, "Little Taiping, have you finished your soybean paste? I can exchange it for another can of meat or something else."

Jiang Yan has tried soybean paste from all over the village, but only the soybean paste made by Jiang Taiping's grandmother, Aunt Zhou Panyu, suits her taste best. Every year, she would exchange things for a few cans to eat.

Jiang Yan is a natural at pickling sauces and pickles. No matter whether she is following the steps under Aunt Zhou's guidance, or Aunt Zhou helps her pickle and seal the food and then takes it home to ferment, there is always a "surprise" when she opens the lid.

White, black and green hairs had grown in her pickle jar and sauce jar, and once they even turned red. They were then circulated among the villagers and became part of her black history.

"I haven't finished it yet. My grandma said she was waiting for you to come and move it." Even though Jiang Taiping was less than five years old at the time, he still had an impression of the red-haired boy, because his grandma would recall it every time she made the sauce, and then prepare Aunt Jiang Yan's amount.

"Okay, I'll get it later." Jiang Yan said as he skimmed a few spoonfuls of water with oil floating in it into a jar beside him.

……

On Tiankeng Mountain, the Fu Mansion "construction team" began to feel bored after eating flatbreads and barbecue for several days.

"Boss, I feel like I was born poor. I feel uncomfortable all over after eating only ten or so meals of meat."

"Me too. Every day when I look at the vegetable leaves in my bowl at home, I always think, how nice it would be if they were all replaced with meat. I didn't expect that these days, even though I'm full of meat, my chest feels so stuffy."

The captain leaned against the cliff face, speechless. "I told you guys not to eat and drink so much. If you had listened to me, you wouldn't be feeling so bad right now."

"Hey, isn't it because we caught too many wild animals a few days ago? There are so few wild animals in the mountains now. I'm worried about what we'll do if we catch all the wild animals nearby and there's not enough meat to eat. We have to eat our fill first."

Someone immediately laughed and said, "Why are you still worrying about this? If you can't find it on this hill, just try another one. There's plenty of meat there."

"If we run too far, the work will definitely slow down. Won't the government urge us?"

……

Jiang Yan, Jiang Hu and Jiang Fu stayed in the village for three days, and did not hear any movement from the mountains, whether during the day or at night.

Previously, the villagers were more inclined to believe that the wild beasts in the mountains had migrated out, but after a few days, this idea was gradually dispelled, and they began to worry about another thing.

Jiang Wang instructed Jiang Yan and the other two who were planning to go into the mountains, "Dig more traps during this time, and it's best to hunt rabbits. There are too many rabbits in the mountains, and next spring there won't be enough to eat. They will definitely rush into the fields and eat the crops."

Those who stayed in the village also had to find a way to block the fields on the other side of the mountain.

The three of them were searching for rabbits while checking their previous traps for any catches. They walked into a forest near another hilltop when they suddenly felt the ground shaking more and more. They looked around and saw...

"Wild boar!!!"

“Hurry up the tree!!!”

Jiang Yan's potential exploded, and he quickly jumped onto the thickest tree nearby and hugged it. After making sure that Jiang Hu and Jiang Fu had also successfully climbed up the tree to hide, he held his breath and stopped moving, staring at the wild boar's movements with only his eyes.

It was at this time that she discovered that there seemed to be many large wounds on the wild boar's body, and blood was constantly flowing down... Further away, hidden by the tree trunks, there were several people desperately chasing the boar.

The wild boar may have smelled the scent of Jiang Yan and the others and thought it was surrounded, so it slowly stopped. After turning around a few times, it became even more irritable, stomping its hooves on the ground and making low and shrill roars.

Jiang Yan was tense all over: Leave quickly, leave quickly, there is no one stopping me in front, if I don’t run now, the people behind will catch up with me.

Unfortunately it backfired.

As the people chasing the pigs in the distance gradually approached, the wild boar under the tree directly anchored its direction, then gathered its strength... and rushed forward.