Chapter 482 [A Rare Chance to Relax]

While walking down the mountain brook while carrying the sika deer, he panted and said to Belsinger, who was only carrying a gun on his back. "Master, this deer is quite fat today. How are you going to eat it tonight? Should we roast the deer legs?"

Belsinger was very satisfied with his harvest this afternoon. The sika deer was large and young, and the meat was at its most tender. Roasted deer leg looks like a big dish, but it is very bold to make. It is a great pleasure for men to eat roasted deer leg and drink beer, but if you let a woman hold a deer leg and chew it wildly, no one will accept it.

There are many women in the family, so eating it yourself is one thing, but the most important thing is to nourish the bodies of several women. Venison is the best herbivore meat in the world. It is more nutritious than camel meat, which is why Belsinger targeted sika deer. The meat on sika deer is very lean, and the most delicious meat should be sambar, which is fat and fragrant.

But sika deer has one advantage that no other meat can match: it warms and nourishes a woman's body. The meat of sika deer is not hot. How can I eat it? There are not as many taboos as other wild animals, so men can eat roasted deer legs, but women can eat barbecued steaks.

Seeing Brooke panting and drooling, Belsinger laughed and cursed. "I know what your kid is thinking. Don't worry, one of your legs will be indispensable for you. No matter how good the food is, you can't eat it every day. Eat it every now and then. Leave half of it and the other half. I'll just make it today, so that everyone can be happy."

What Belsinger said was to cut the sika deer in half, eat one half today and store the other half in the kitchen refrigerator. Whenever I want to eat, I can get a piece of venison to make a few dishes. It is convenient to eat. Brooke, the human flesh mule, was exposed by his master. He didn't have any embarrassment and said it even further.

"Master, our family has never been quiet for a while. Everyone is tense. Let's have a good time today. Why don't you drink some wine?"

Belsinger sighed and said as he walked down the mountain. "You're right. The tense nerves at home and outside during this period are almost broken. It's rare to have such a free time. Let me tell you, we will eat roast venison and drink beer in the evening."

Back home, Brooke informed the servants at home about the good news. Everyone was happy, and they had been feeling tight outside recently. There is no visible tension in the Singh family from the outside, but the tight nerves inside are almost broken. Every night when it gets dark, there are more than 30 patrol members in the entire Lagar Valley.

I am afraid of being attacked by others. Although there is only one heavily guarded entrance to the valley, there are many trails on the mountain. If you are familiar with it, it will be difficult to follow the trails. In the past, the local dogs in the village were all tied up, but now they are loosed and driven into the mountains by the owners of each household to serve as sentinels.

From the outside, you can't tell that the Singer family is nervous, but inside, who doesn't know how much trouble the Singer family faces. To put it bluntly, in the entire Lagar Valley, both the servants of the Singh family and the male villagers turned a blind eye when sleeping, and kept their guns under their pillows, ready to fight at any time.

It's okay to be so nervous for one or two days, but who can bear it for ten or eight days? If it doesn't cause neurasthenia, it's considered mild. It was a rare occasion to be so relaxed. My master actually brought in a sika deer. Although he got half of the deer and not much meat, his attitude told the entire Lagar villagers that they could relax a little.

In addition, although the Singh family eats wild animals, the villagers in the Lagar Valley will not eat them. They finally relax and relax, and they don't eat roasted venison, so what should they do? It's easy to deal with. Now the life of the villagers in the entire Lagar Valley has improved. They more or less raise some livestock and poultry. They are killing a goat and a few roosters in groups.

You put it together and I put together the ingredients for a bonfire party, right? In addition, Indians also eat grilled fish. It was also quite delicious. There was a river and a lake in Lagar Valley, and there were a lot of fish. They were all pure wild fish and it was not a problem to cast a net of 180 kilograms in one net.

In less than two hours, everything was gathered together and transported to the square in the center of the village. The children also felt happy during the rare leisure time, running around and playing in groups. The women began to sort out the ingredients, while the men chopped firewood and everyone happily talked and laughed.

When it got dark, the male servants of the Singer family walked out of the castle each carrying two boxes of beer. These beers are all dark beers imported from Germany. They are rich in flavor and particularly sweet. There are 24 cans in one box, 20 boxes in total. This is a gift prepared by the Singh family for the villagers.

Of course, these beers are definitely not enough to drink, but they express a meaning and express the Singer family's feelings. They have not forgotten everyone. The villagers returned to their homes and took out all the beer and liquor they bought in the town. The women began to barbecue for the men.

The men and their children sat around the campfire, talking and laughing, drinking wine, eating meat, and looking at the stars in the sky. It felt great to relax. I had never felt so relaxed in a long time. It was not until late at night that the villagers dispersed, went back to their homes, and fell asleep on the bed.

The villagers were having a bonfire party. Led by the master Bel Singh, the Singh family had a bonfire party in the middle of their family courtyard. The ingredients for the barbecue were so rich. Although sika deer meat was the main dish, there was more to the barbecue. There was even seafood. Everyone sat around the bonfire and enjoyed the food made by the chef.

Holding the homemade wine in his hand, although it was brewed by traditional methods, it was not much worse than the so-called Lafite red wine. In comparison, it was sweeter and had more of the breath of nature. Indians are good at singing and dancing. Seeing everyone happy, Bel Singh gave an order, and the servants who could play musical instruments took the instruments and played and sang, dancing and playing until the early morning of the next day.

Bel Singh slept until the afternoon, and then he got up from the bed, and at the same time he felt dizzy. He drank too much yesterday. After taking a shower and having a late breakfast, he sat in the living room of his castle, talking and laughing with Brooke next to him while drinking tea.

During dinner, the hostesses of the Singer family got up one after another. Although they did not drink, they were tired of staying up late with Bel Singer. Happy days seemed to pass quickly. Ten days passed unknowingly. Bel Singer got up very early this morning and sat in the study to prepare the things in his hands. After a while, the door of the study was pushed open, and Brooke walked in with a smile. Seeing the master, he said excitedly.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9, one book!

"The master just received a call from the old housekeeper. In half an hour, they will be home."