"Haha, this is an elk beast. Even though it is not big, the taste of its flesh and blood is quite good." Zhang Heng said cheerfully. The elk beast has double horns and looks like a miniature deer, but its flesh and blood have a peculiar smell, so it is suitable for
For people with small appetites, moose velvet can also be stewed and put into soup. Medicinal food has always been ignored by him before, but now he has no choice but to recruit an old Chinese medicine doctor, not only to treat inflammation, but also to sort out the herbal medicine of the original space.
As for wild beasts, he can kill them all on his own. If he spits out blood and grabs the internal organs, he can tell the quality of flesh and blood. Leave herbs and plants to these professionals. It’s not that witches are worse than modern doctors. It’s just that the level of civilization and evolution is not right yet.
Just wait and see, these gaps will gradually narrow over time.
After thinking about it, he smashed the wooden cage with his palm and grabbed out the little elk beast, which weighed only about forty pounds. In the primitive space, it can only be called a small beast. With a movement of his hand, he took out a survival knife and said, "Plop!"
" He raised the knife and dropped it, and a line of blood spattered out, just like a blood mark on his face. This feeling made him a little intoxicated, but the two people next to him didn't want to do it.
"Jar!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shou handed over the clay pot he had prepared to catch the flowing blood.
Tick tick tick! As the blood dripped, the current anger became weird, and there were two heavy breathing sounds. Without even thinking about it, you knew they were from the old man and the woman.
Zhang Heng smiled, holding the little beast upside down with one hand, and pinching the mouth of the beast with the other hand to prevent the little beast from struggling. This action can also drain the blood as cleanly as possible without wasting it. Although the tribe now has enough meat, there is still a lot of blood among the primitive tribes.
Wasting food is tantamount to contempt for life!
Just now he entered the space and came out with many things, but they all belonged to the space because he wanted to experience them more and let his modern body senses adapt.
Then he took out a few cups made of green bamboo, which could hold about four taels, and filled them with two cups of blood. After smelling it, there was indeed a strange fragrance, and he said: "You two, the conditions here are simple, so we will sit down with bricks."
Bar!"
The old man and the woman did not dare to refuse, so they sat down on the pile of bricks around the fire as instructed. The atmosphere at the scene made the two of them beat drums in their hearts, and they took the bamboo cup in shock. They were dumbfounded when they saw the blood in the cup!
"Gulu!" came the sound of swallowing. Looking up, I saw the man named Wang holding a jar and drinking blood with a look of enjoyment on his face. This scene was really weird!
"It's so good!" Zhang Heng couldn't help shouting. However, this food was obviously not enough, and the barbecue had to wait for a while, so he greeted: "Both of you, please drink while it's hot. It's windy at night."
Big. Drink some blood food to warm your body." This was actually a good intention. I was worried that the two of them would get sick due to the cold wind blowing in the sky just now, which would be bad, and they were expected to treat Yan's illness.
"Boom!" At this moment, there was a loud explosion in his ears, but it was Yuming who danced with an iron chain and smashed several large wooden sticks. These were the cage sticks used to imprison the golden-winged bird before.
He opened the fire and found a lighter on Su Xiu!
The old man trembled again. He smiled bitterly and said, "Then drink it!" After saying that, he picked up the bamboo cup and took a sip without hesitation. The smell of blood suddenly burst into his mouth, making him almost want to vomit. But how dare he endure it?
For a moment, there was no strange aroma coming from the cup. The taste of the contents of the cup was much better than expected. It was indeed as the man said, after drinking it, the body felt a little warm. But the method was too bloody.
"Yes, it is indeed a good thing." The old man couldn't help but admired it, but he was still confused. Who in modern times still drinks blood food.
The woman's performance was not that good. She held the bamboo cup to her lips several times without daring to drink it. Zhang Heng saw this and did not rush him. He just did what he wanted. After all, the woman was young and her health should not be that bad. It was better to drink than to drink.
In fact, it doesn’t matter, I just dealt with the elk by myself, scraped the skin, removed the internal organs, and roasted it on the fire...
After a while, Su Xiu came out. Seeing this situation, she pouted. She was obviously a little dissatisfied with the lack of blood given to her, but she didn't dare to show it. When she saw the woman didn't dare to drink, she laughed.
Hehe stepped forward and said: "If you don't want to drink, just give it to me!"
Zhao Yanni was feeling hot. She could avoid being offered a toast by others, but she would never dare to drink this glass of blood. Now, she said, "Little sister, if you like to drink it, I'll give it to you."
Su Xiu didn't take the cup first. Instead, she looked at Zhang Heng first. Seeing that there was no objection, she happily took a few sips and drank. After drinking, she wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand. Who would have thought that not only did she not wipe it,
It was clean, but my face was smeared all over, half of my face was stained with blood, and the scene became even weirder...
The big beast that Qin and Shou were roasting had been frozen, so it would take some time to roast it. Fortunately, there was enough wood.
"Su Xiu, go see if the meat porridge is ready." Zhang Heng said.
As soon as Su Xiu heard this, she consciously took care of the clay pot. There was meat wrinkles cooking in it, which was prepared for Yan.
Zhang Heng added: "Yanni, this is your phone card. You can use Mr. Jiang's phone to report that your family is safe. It won't take long. Ten days is enough. I will let you go back after ten days."
"Ten days?" The woman's face showed joy, but then there was doubt, because it was impossible to cure the great witch inflammation in ten days.
Zhang Heng waved his hand, without explaining much, and motioned to the two of them to make a phone call first, and they could eat soon after the call. He looked at Yu Ming and the two of them, and was confused. The old man and the woman had better mentality, much stronger than him before.
, at this time, the two of them did not have much psychological reaction when facing the primitive people, and their mentality was very strong. In fact, this was just a matter of their profession as doctors, as they had seen too many tragic situations.
Seeing this, although the woman was confused, she still took the time to prepare a call. First, the old man called to report that he was safe, and then asked Zhang Heng if he could call his granddaughter Jiang Qianqian. Zhang Heng smiled and nodded. This was a small matter in the first place.
Then the old man naturally called. As a result, of course there was no problem on the other side of the phone, and from his tone, he could tell that there was nothing going on in the hospital. At this point, the old man consciously stopped and hung up the phone.
Then the woman changed her card and started to say hello to her family. She was an employee. Since the man said that he would only leave for ten days, she might as well ask her family to ask for ten days of leave for her. We would wait until then to talk about it. The situation here is really too bad.
It's weird, his life is still hanging in the balance.
"Okay, now give me your phone and mobile phone card. I will keep it for you and return it to you in ten days." Zhang Heng said again.
The matter was settled here, so Zhang Heng invited the two of them to eat meat. He grabbed five kilograms of meat and gnawed it in his hands. The taste was quite good, but what mood did the old man and the woman have to eat and drink at this time?
The meal ended in a strange atmosphere. Zhang Heng, Qin Shou and others were not affected by the meal, and their mouths were filled with oil, which was not enough.
Now that the meal is done and the reception has gone through the motions, it’s time for the main event...
ps: Thanks to the book friend (Jiu Ye of Legalism) for the reward again!