682 667. Stewed Venison With Cabbage (3/5)

Chapter 682 667. Stewed Venison with Cabbage (35)

A few minutes after his words fell, the growling of the strong man and the queen sounded, and they drove a stag oncoming.

This deer is not much smaller than the previous one, with a body length of nearly two meters and a height of one and a half meters. The antlers grow on its head like a small tree, and its limbs beat the frozen soil and rocks, making a "cracking" sound, just like a horse.

Seeing the oncoming stag, Wang Bo quickly raised his gun. The eyes, slot and front sight were already aligned at three o'clock. In this way, he held the muzzle of the gun calmly with his hands. The muzzle followed his eyes, and his eyes immediately saw the prey. Pull the trigger!

It was also three o'clock and one line. When the gunshot rang out, the stag running forward trembled for a while as if it had been shocked by an electric shock. Then its murderous footsteps suddenly became floating and weak, and after running a few more steps, it slowly fell down. on the ground.

Uncle Bing ran over and patted Wang Bo on the shoulder, admiringly said: "Good job, boss, although I don't want to say it, but I have to admit that you really have the talent to be a marksman, you can learn guns so quickly , too rare!"

The running stag was killed to the ground, the strong man and the queen rushed up with the dogs, and Xiao Wang followed closely with his fat buttocks. He turned left and right again, pushing the dogs away immediately. Open, and then tear and tear at the fallen stag, looking very ferocious.

Old Wang laughed, stretched out his hand to pull it away, and cursed: "It's already dead, what are you pretending to be?"

Xiao Wang raised his head and showed a silly expression. He really wanted to roar fiercely, but his eyes met the black muzzle of the gun, and he quickly took two steps back in fright. He knew that where the muzzle pointed to, there would be casualties !

In fact, he underestimated the vitality of wild animals. The stag was shot in the front of the chest, but he was seriously injured and not dead. His limbs were still twitching there, his majestic body trembled, and it seemed that he was about to stand up.

Uncle Bing came up and gave it a fatal blow, and quickly killed it to avoid suffering.

The antlers of this deer are not small, Wang Bo counted twelve branches, only two less than the previous big deer, it can be regarded as a big deer head.

I harvested two big deer in one afternoon. It was a good harvest. After putting the deer away, Uncle Bing said with a gun on his shoulder, "Your guns are almost ready now, guys, let go and start hunting adult bucks!"

They hunted this time not only for fun, but also to kill the wild stags as much as possible to prevent them from entering the pasture and attacking pregnant female animals.

In the evening after hunting, Uncle Bing found a leeward place and set up camp.

Different from the last mountaineering, this time it was a cold winter season, and the temperature was cold enough at night, so the tent had to be tied up tightly. Uncle Bing and his son were responsible for this, and the two specially set up the tent.

Wang Bo led people to clean the alpine russula, cut the pheasant into several large pieces, put them in a pot and stewed them, put some dried russula in it, clapped his hands and said: "Pheasant stewed with mushrooms, God I'm also envious, drinking this chicken soup before going to bed tonight will definitely make me feel better."

Fresh and tender russula mushrooms can be fried or grilled. He soaked them in oil, sprinkled pepper and salt on them, handed them to Eva to skewer, interspersed with rabbit meat in the middle, and put them on a small oven to start roasting.

After tidying up the clean iron pan, he fried the wok and threw the russula mushrooms marinated in soy sauce into it and stir-fried them. The mushrooms were so ripe that the aroma would rise after a few strokes.

The cold wind blew, the flames licked the pot, the cooking made a "stinging, stinging" sound, and a strong fragrance of fungi wafted in the camp with the wind, attracting the young queen and the others.

Little Loli staggered over with her plastic bowl in her arms, eagerly waiting for the meal to be served.

Mushrooms alone are not enough. Wang Boqiu harvested vegetables, blanched them in boiling water, and then dried them in the sun. They can be stored for a long time without a refrigerator.

This time he brought a backpack of blanched vegetables, including spinach, small rapeseed, celery and even eggplant. His mother also blanched some weeds for him before leaving, and he took them all with him.

In addition, he came to take the spoon, and while no one was paying attention, he plucked a cabbage and a few radishes from the vegetable garden, and it would be good to make a carrot stew with venison.

The kitchen is full of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. He quickly cooked all the cabbage and made a cabbage stewed vermicelli, adding venison pieces, the taste was extraordinary.

As for the cabbage root, he didn't throw it away. It's a good thing on the mountain. After chopping it, mix it with some chili oil, light soy sauce, oil and sesame oil. It's the most suitable cold dish.

"It's time to eat!" Wang Bo yelled after preparing a few big pots of vegetables, and the young men ran over quickly, sitting in front of him happily waiting for the meal.

Wang Bo opened the stewed chicken pot, lifted the lid of the pot and saw that he was startled, and said, "Why is the soup red?"

Uncle Bing said: "Of course, the red mushroom will lose its color, but it's okay, it's edible."

Now that Uncle Bing ensured again, Wang Bo felt relieved. He fished out the chicken pieces from the pot and distributed them to the dogs. As a result, there were too many monks and little meat. He stewed five pheasants, which were swallowed up by these big-bellied men in minutes up.

The rest is chicken soup, the color is light red, with a layer of yellow oily water floating on it, shake it with a spoon, the aroma is oncoming, and the fresh fragrance makes people drool.

Wang Bo first scooped up the chicken soup for everyone, regardless of how hot it was. Atulu took a sip after getting it, and shouted vaguely: "Hot hot! My God, it's too hot. Hululu, boss, drink it!" It's over, let's have another bowl!"

The strong man stood up and pushed his arm away with his paws, looking at him seriously, damn you idiot?

Wang Bo blew on the chicken soup and took a sip, a rich aroma trickled down his mouth into his stomach. Drinking a bowl of hot chicken soup in this cold weather is simply the best.

Peterson roasted the deer leg, opened it and shared it with the dogs, Xiao Wang tried to repeat the same trick to grab the deer leg, but the strong man and the queen grabbed the deer leg first, they did not go to grab the deer leg, but held Xiao Wang...

The Mexican pretty boy handed him a bunch of grilled mushrooms, and motioned, "Boss, have a taste."

There is rabbit meat in the middle of the roasted mushrooms, and it is the kind with fat, so the mushrooms are roasted and dripping oil.

"This is not a healthy way to eat," Atulu swallowed, and seeing no one believed him, he quickly added, "Really."

"Then don't eat it." Wang Bo ate a piece of mushroom and gave a thumbs up. "It's delicious! The red mushroom meat is still elastic, and it feels better than barbecue!"

Atulu continued to swallow his saliva and said: "It's not the boss, you misunderstood, you see I have become so fat, this unhealthy food is handed over to me. Juan, my God, who usually protects you? Hurry up Give me a piece of grilled mushroom!"

Uncle Bing and his son scooped up a bowl of stewed cabbage with noodles soaked in bread and ate them with relish. Uncle Bing asked, "Boss, I didn't see that you had cabbage with you. Where did you put it?"

Old Wang laughed and said, "I stuffed it under the backpack. Come, try my stewed cabbage and venison. The venison will definitely not be so bad this time."

"Well, it's delicious." Brother Bing rarely praised it.