MTL - Dashan Makes a Living 1984-Chapter 124 122: Come to a princess hug

  Chapter 124 122: Come to a princess hug

   "Haha~"

  Then, he laughed heartily at the valley in the distance, extremely refreshing.

   Survival after a catastrophe, you can't help but laugh a few times.

  Now that the strength has been restored, Wang Tianxiao didn't delay any longer, and immediately got up to pick up Phellinus.

  He found a one-foot-square stone, cut the Phellinus in his hand into two halves with a knife, sliced ​​half of it directly, and then slowly cut it into very small dices, letting Dafeng swallow it directly.

   Dafeng is still reluctant, it is a fool who has no idea what it looks like when it bleeds.

   I thought it was just tired, so I lay down on the ground to rest.

  The other half of Wang Tianxiao also cut into fine cubes, and continued to chop, and then continued to smash with a metal knife handle, slowly smashing Phellinus directly into a very fine powder.

  Hold it with a birch leaf, let the wind lie down, and slowly sprinkle it on his wound.

   Gale was grinning in pain, and wanted to turn around and run away many times, but because the wound was too painful and bleeding too much, he didn't have much strength. In the end, he could only struggle with his head and couldn't move his body at all.

  After sprinkling the powder, Wang Tianxiao took off the close-fitting linen and temporarily tied it to the wound so that the powder could penetrate into the body better.

  Dogs are better at healing wounds than humans, so temporary treatment can basically maintain no bleeding.

   As for the real thing, I still need to go back to the veterinarian for bone setting and wound stitching.

  Wang Tianxiao doesn't understand this.

  The tied wind is very aggrieved, but also very funny, like a small vendor with a slanted bag.

   Rarely made a "woo woo" sound to Wang Tianxiao.

  It is a very lively dog, and it rarely makes such noises. It seems that it is really uncomfortable now.

   "Good boy, you are very brave. You are a good comrade who has been tested for a long time. I will give you delicious food later." Wang Tianxiao said while gently stroking Dafeng's head.

   Dafeng's emotions gradually calmed down, and his eyes were a little mischievous again.

  Wang Tianxiao opened one side of the sweater and saw that the bleeding had basically stopped, so he felt relieved and asked Ah Ying to guard Dafeng.

  Go over by yourself and start bleeding the wild boar.

  After wild animals are killed, they must be bled as soon as possible, especially in winter.

   This is because once they die, the temperature of the blood will change, the body will cool down rapidly, and the blood will coagulate in the meat, causing the color and taste of the meat to be bad.

   As far as the wild boar is concerned, the meat is so sloppy that it can't be eaten directly.

  Originally, boars, especially boars of two or three years old, taste bad in winter. If they are not handled properly, the basic meat cannot be imported.

  Perhaps people in this era eat less meat and can barely accept it, but Wang Tianxiao is a person who has experienced the new era. Meat is no longer a scarce commodity, but a routine life where fresh pork can be eaten every day.

  Then come back to eat wild wild pork, it will be a bit hard to swallow.

  Most of the larger wild animals conform to this process, bloodletting, gutting, unloading the legs, and then dividing the body.

   But there are some special exceptions.

  For example, when killing wild pigeons, don’t directly bleed them.

  This is because the most valuable thing about pigeons is their blood. If the blood is wasted, the nutritional value of pigeons will be greatly reduced.

  So pigeons are generally drowned in water, leaving the blood in the flesh.

  The processing of wild boar is quite slow. The main reason is that there is no good knife. The wild boar has rough skin and thick meat, so it needs a good knife to cut it.

  The blade of the knife in Wang Tianxiao's hand is too soft, and it's not good to use steel. It doesn't have the sharpness of his own short dagger at all.

  Just opening the wild boar from the throat to the stomach, removing the viscera, and cutting off a few pig thighs. With these basic actions, Wang Tianxiao was exhausted and his back was soaked in sweat.

  A good farmer needs better farming tools.

   There is no such thing as a good guy. Doing this kind of pig killing is completely physical work.

  Wang Tianxiao's two dogs don't like to eat raw food, but they don't stop eating it completely. Wang Tianxiao cut two pieces of meat from the belly of the wild boar and threw them respectively. The two dogs smelled it and began to eat it slowly.

  This is a reward for the dogs.

  Generally, when training hunting dogs, they will pay much attention to the dog's fighting spirit and emotional training.

  For example, don’t always go after prey that you can’t win at all. If you fail a few times, the dog will lose its fighting spirit, and it will basically be abolished and become a cowardly dog.

   Similarly, if the prey is successfully hit, the dog must be rewarded in time, otherwise the dog will lose motivation to defeat the prey and gradually become a lazy dog.

  There is no way to bring the whole piece of pork. He is only alone. Seeing the wind, he still needs to be carried or carried on his back. Its ribs were broken, and there was a gap, and finally the wound did not bleed for a while, so it must be taken care of carefully.

  He tied two pig legs together with a rope, put two on his back, and tied two on Aying's body, then picked up Dafeng and started to return.

  Other people’s dogs are just chasing prey. His dogs always have to carry heavy loads, which is hard for them.

   Assumed responsibility that should not be assumed.

   Dafeng was in his arms, basically in the posture of a princess hugging him. He tried his best not to squeeze its ribs, so as to relieve its pain.

   Dafeng stared at him with dark eyes, put a paw on his shoulder, and lightly bit the buttons on his coat collar with his teeth.

   Very strong.

   "Be patient for a while, we will go back soon. You are very brave today. You are a good comrade I have always admired."

   Dafeng gently rubbed his head against Wang Tianxiao's chest.

  It couldn't understand what Wang Tianxiao said specifically, but it could see the gentleness and concern in his eyes, and it was also very happy to know that the master was comforting or encouraging him.

  Dogs are like this, they are the most human-like of all domesticated animals.

  Many dogs are raised to a certain level, and they basically understand human nature.

  Humanity does not mean that they can open the door, pick up something, or pick up a ball, but that they can bind their own fate with the fate of people, and regard people's safety as more important than themselves.

  There was an uncle who specialized in burning boilers at the former Shichang station. One time he drank too much and didn't wake up.

  The villagers picked him up directly.

  The uncle raised a little soil dog, which was less than one year old at the time, because the incident happened suddenly, and the puppy didn't know that the owner had died.

  It has been guarding on the mountain pass waiting for the owner to pick up things and come back.

  Later, other people in the station wanted to take in the puppy. It has been reluctant to get close to other people, and just eats what everyone feeds.

   It has been eight years, and I will watch outside every day when it is dark, and sleep in the boiler room at night.

  Eight years later, it suffered from severe cataracts, and it was almost completely blind, but it still struggled to keep guarding until finally it accidentally fell from the mountain ridge and died.

   This kind of bond that even exceeds the relationship between people has always been respected by people who like dogs.

  After a lot of tossing, the sun slowly slid down the top of the mountain.

   It's getting cold quickly.

  Wang Tianxiao's close-fitting clothes were tied to Dafeng's body, and he only wore a coat outside. It looked very solid, but it didn't press the wind at all.

   Whenever there is a northwest wind, it immediately cools him down like a shower.

  At this time, holding the big wind in front of him became his warm baby instead.

   Beside him, Ah Ying strenuously carried two big pig legs, and walked beside him step by step.

  The two big pig legs weigh about 20 catties, which is not too heavy, but Ah Ying is a dog after all, and has no load-bearing capacity. Such a small burden is not small for it.

   But it disowned its relatives, like a victorious general.

  (end of this chapter)