Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 301 Deer Blood

Dabao shook his head: "No, Dabao eats well every day." Just kidding, even if Song Chunlin didn't feed Dabao, Dabao would eat by himself in the space. He would never mistreat anyone else but his own stomach.

Of course, Song Qinshi didn't think that her son was a stingy person. Upon hearing this, she checked Dabao from head to toe and confirmed that the child was not thin but had gained a lot of weight. Only then did she feel completely relieved.

"Good boy, you guys do seem to be a little plumper than before you left. The food you had along the way must have been good."

Dabao was laughing and Song Chunlin was pretending to be stupid. When talking about food, he quickly pulled his father aside and told him mysteriously that he had hunted some game in his space and would take it out later and let Song Dazhuang find someone to deal with it.

Song Dazhuang didn't take it seriously, thinking that Song Chunlin was just making a small move, so he shamelessly contracted the task of processing the game to one person.

Song Chunlin looked at his father and thought that it would be better not to tell him what the game in his father's space was, otherwise there would be no surprise later.

Fu Nian and Lu Ming on the side finally had the chance to call Dabao to their side. Fu Nian held Dabao's hand and asked him in a low voice if he had fun on the journey.

Dabao thought for a moment and said, "It's fun. The vineyard is big, and the dog is big too. We dug a big cellar, but it was too big, so we didn't finish it before we came back."

Fu Nian smiled and touched Dabao's head: "Is it this big? Is Dabao happy?"

Dabao nodded vigorously: "Happy, it's fun when we are not in a hurry."

When Fu Nian saw Dabao like this, he knew that he really had a good time during his outing.

Song Dazhuang was busy asking his son and daughter-in-law to serve the food. The big round table for New Year's Day was brought out again and cleaned early. The whole family sat around the round table.

In the middle of the big round table was naturally the chicken soup that Song Qin had cooked early in the morning. It was oily and golden. In addition to the chicken soup, there were also many of Song Chunlin's favorite dishes.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, braised fish, stewed pork elbow, roasted squab, crispy pork belly, and several plates of stir-fried vegetables picked from the backyard. Finally, there were the grapes that Song Chunlin brought back from afar. The table was full of them, making the little ones drool.

Song Chunlin's eyes lit up and he drooled at the table full of his favorite dishes.

"Look at how greedy you are. Come on, sit down. Let's eat."

Aunt Song smiled and picked up a big chicken leg for her grandson: "Come, you've been out for so long, eat a chicken leg to replenish your energy."

"Thank you, little grandpa." Song Chunlin took the chicken leg and took a big bite. His mouth was filled with the rich meaty aroma of the farm chicken.

"Well, the chicken at home is indeed the best. Delicious, delicious."

Song Chunlin's face was covered in grease from eating. Seeing her son eating so miserably, Song Qin's heart ached. It is bound to be hard when you are away from home. Even though the child seems to have gained some weight, in Song Qin's heart, the child is suffering.

So at the dinner table, Song Qin kept picking up food for Song Chunlin and Dabao, asking the two children to eat more, until they were fed so much that they cried out that they couldn't eat any more.

"No, Mom, I really can't eat anymore. Look, my stomach is going to explode."

Following the sound, Song Qin looked at his stomach, and sure enough, it was slightly bulging. Dabao next to him also had a bulging belly, proving that he really couldn't eat anymore. Seeing this, Song Qin stopped feeding the two children.

After finishing a sumptuous lunch, Song Chunlin, with his hands behind his back, went to the backyard with his father. After making sure that there was no one else around, Song Chunlin gave Song Dazhuang a mysterious smile.

Song Dazhuang poked his head in annoyance and urged, "Don't be so funny, hurry up, I can go to the fields after I finish cleaning up."

Song Chunlin blinked and asked him, "Dad, are you sure you don't want to ask Second Uncle to come over? You may not be able to handle it alone."

Song Dazhuang hadn't realized the danger yet. He waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "It's just some game. Bring it out. I, your father, can still pick up some game."

Song Chunlin asked him again and again, and finally Song Dazhuang became a little annoyed and directly urged Song Chunlin to take out the game.

Song Chunlin shook his head and sighed. He had made it so clear, why couldn't his father figure it out? If only Gu Fengyue was here, he would be able to guess what he meant right away.

Under Song Dazhuang's constant urging, Song Chunlin finally released all the prey piled in the space at once. Looking at the bear that was as big as a hill, Song Dazhuang was stunned where he was.

No, why is this different from the game he imagined?

Song Dazhuang was stunned for a long while before he came to his senses from the shock and asked his son with a trembling voice: "Is this the game you mentioned?"

"correct."

"So big?"

"Yes."

"so much?"

"…Dad, are you scared?"

Song Dazhuang was touched on a sore spot by his son, and he immediately retorted loudly: "Who is afraid? I'm not afraid! It's just... it's just a blind bear... uh, it's a stag? Tsk tsk, it's a good thing."

"What a good stuff...! What is this?" Song Chunsheng saw his father and brother acting suspiciously early in the morning. He didn't know what they were discussing, so after cleaning up the table, he quietly followed them. But when he got there, he saw the corpse of the blind bear that was as tall as a mountain.

"Oh my God, Chunlin, did you bring this back?" Song Chunsheng asked his brother in disbelief.

Song Chunlin puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Of course not. It was hard to bring it back."

Song Dazhuang's mouth twitched at the side, and he complained in his heart: "You are working hard? What are you working hard for? You are working hard, but you don't even carry a hair. You are working hard for a fart!"

Song Chunsheng walked around the pile of prey, his mouth full of admiration.

"What a big bear! It must be several hundred kilograms. And this deer has really beautiful antlers. This is the first time I've touched a deer antler."

As for the wild boars on the ground, they were all automatically ignored by the father and his two sons.

After praising for a few times, Song Chunsheng suddenly came to his senses. It turned out that his younger brother had tricked his father into coming here to work as a laborer?

Song Chunsheng reacted and was about to run away when his father grabbed him by the back of the neck.

"Why are you running? Stay and help. There are so many things that I, your father, can't do it all by myself."

Song Chunsheng smiled flatteringly: "Dad, um, we can't do it even if we are father and son. How about I go find some helpers for you?"

Song Dazhuang snorted coldly and let go of his son: "Go, call your second uncle, and ask your wife and mother to boil some hot water and send it over. Chunlin stay."

After receiving the order, Song Chunsheng immediately slipped away, ran to the front yard, called Song Daha who was about to go home, and asked him to go to the backyard to help.

Song Daha walked over in confusion, and when he saw the blind bear, his reaction was the same as Song Chunsheng's.

"Wow, what a big bear! Did Chunlin bring this back?"

Song Dazhuang said unhappily, "Stop hanging around there, come over and help us get rid of this deer first."

The open space in the backyard was not as big as the front yard. Because a lot of vegetable fields had been reclaimed, Song Chunlin first took away the bear and wild boar, leaving the deer where it was.

Brothers Song Dazhuang and Song Dahao worked together to bleed the deer first. The deer was directly collected into the space by Song Chunlin. Living things could not be stored in the space, so the deer died as soon as it was put in. However, because of the permanent preservation function of the space, the deer is still in a state of just dying, and the blood in its body has not yet coagulated, so they have to drain the deer blood as soon as possible.

The dead deer was still warm, and its blood filled a large basin. Song Chunsheng helped move the blood to the front yard and handed it to Song Amuo to deal with.

It was also the first time that Song A-mo saw deer blood, and she didn't know what to do for a moment. After discussing with Song Qinshi, they decided to prepare it the same way as they usually prepared pig blood. It would definitely be a bit wasteful, but they really couldn't make it any more complicated, so they just treated it as pig blood and at least it was edible.

Song Qinshi thought of the hot nature of deer blood, and reminded Song Amo: "Little Daddy, deer blood is hotter than pig blood. Don't eat too much. You have to put some away later."

Song Amuo thought so too, so she scooped out a small portion from another basin, which she kept for her family to eat, and asked Chunlin to put the rest into the space later to save for later consumption.

After bleeding, Song Dazhuang and Song Dahao gestured to each other that they should chop off the entire deer head, peel off the skin, and saltpeter the deerskin, so that they could make hats in the winter.

The venison was divided into several large pieces. Song Chunlin took out a plastic bag, put the meat in it and then put it into the space. This way, every time he wanted to eat it, he could just take out a piece.

After removing the meat, there are still internal organs and bones. They don't know how to deal with the internal organs and are too lazy to do so, so Song Dazhuang simply throws them into an empty bucket and buries it in the vegetable garden to make compost when he is free.

Of the other parts, Song Dazhuang only kept a deer penis. This thing is good and can be used to make wine and is very nutritious, so it must be kept.

The two of them chopped the bones into pieces with knives and divided them into several portions. Only one portion was left to make soup in the evening, and the rest was also collected by Song Chunlin into the space.

After finally processing a deer, Song Dazhuang and Song Dahao wiped the sweat from their foreheads at the same time, while the two brothers carried the reserved meat and bones to the front yard.

Aunt Song and Qinshi Song looked at the venison. Even someone as calm as Zhou Ning couldn't help but stick his head out from the side.

"This is venison. The color is definitely different."

"These bones can be used to make soup. Come, Chunlin, take this deer blood." Song Amo instructed Song Chunlin to put away the deer blood, while he and Song Qinshi went to study how to cook venison.

Song Chunsheng suggested making barbecue right away. Song A-mo lowered her head and sniffed. She didn't know if it was because the deer was wild, but the smell was a bit fishy. However, the venison was lean and there was not much fat. If they wanted to barbecue it, they would definitely have to marinate it before eating.

Song Dazhuang and his people had a lot of venison left. Song Amao picked the ones with more meat and planned to follow Song Chunsheng's instructions to make it into barbecue. The remaining ones sticking to the bones can be chopped into small pieces and braised, and the bones can be used directly to make soup.

"This venison is a good thing. Chunlin, go ask the Marquis if he can come over for dinner tonight. You've been away for so long, you have to say hello when you come back."

Song Chunlin said he understood, and quickly returned to the backyard, took out all the wild boars, and handed them over to Song Dazhuang to deal with.

Song Dazhuang's face darkened and he asked him to collect a few and take them to the military camp.

"You've been away for so long, those cubs are howling with hunger every day, quickly take these wild boars over to stuff their mouths."

For a moment, Song Chunlin even forgot about his three thousand riders. He looked down at the wild boars of all sizes on the ground. These creatures moved in groups. Song Chunlin did not count how many there were at the time, but now he saw that, wow, all of them added together might be heavier than a bear.

He counted the wild boar team and found that there were eight adult wild boars and six small wild boars. It was a big team.

In the end, Song Chunlin only had one little wild boar left. This little one weighed about forty or fifty kilograms, enough for their family to eat for several days.

The remaining wild boars, the largest one weighed nearly 150 kilograms, and the smaller ones weighed over 100 kilograms. If the Song family members only relied on themselves to eat up so much meat, they would definitely not be able to finish it. Song Dazhuang was right, all the meat had to be fed to the wolves in the military camp.

And the main reason was that Song Dazhuang really couldn't handle it all. If he knew that Song Chunlin had so much game, he would never say that he would take care of it all himself.

So Song Chunlin drove his family's ox cart and walked slowly towards the military camp. He had just used his mental power to check and found that Gu Fengyue was in the military camp. As for Gu Fengyun, Song Chunlin had also checked and found that he was on duty in the Ministry of Justice. Song Chunlin left a letter for him using his mental power and went to inform Gu Fengyue in person.

When they got near the military camp, Song Chunlin piled all the dozen wild boars on the ox cart. The old ox was almost unable to move under the weight.

People at the gate of the military camp saw Song Chunlin pulling a cart of things over from afar. They couldn’t see clearly from a distance, and when they got closer, they found that it was actually a cart full of wild boars?

"Damn it, the wild boar came to my door?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't the person next to you see it? Maybe the sharpshooter hunted it himself."

"...There are so many wild boars. Did he dig out their den?"

The people around him were silent. Judging from the numbers, it seemed that it was possible.

Song Chunlin waved at them from afar and asked them to send someone over to take over the wild boars.

"Hey, come here, some people, pull these things in."

The gatekeepers looked at each other, then hurried inside and called people out to work. It turned out that the devil had sent them a wild boar.

The person who came said that when Song Chunlin came to deliver the meat, Gu Fengyue turned into a shadow. The person who brought the news ran away for a long distance before he could finish his words.

Gu Fengyue didn't stop until he saw the familiar figure at the door. Song Chunlin also noticed him, jumped off the ox cart with a smile, and ran towards him.

"Wow, Gu Fengyue, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"