PFC Chapter 175 Sharpening Knives for the Fat Sheep
Chapter 175 Sharpening Knives for the Fat Sheep
The crowd's gazes swept over the two large corpses, and their faces brightened instantly.
We really caught a big one!
My dream has come true!
Someone's mouth has been blessed!
Suddenly, a series of clattering sounds of running a brisk pace arose.
Yang, the bailiff, led a group of people toward the hunting party.
"Come on, let us help carry it back. You guys rest, we'll take care of the rest!"
Everyone watched with envy as the two large, fat sheep were unloaded in the center of the riverbank.
The constables in charge of the kitchen beamed with joy, sharpening their knives as they prepared to pounce on the fat sheep.
After a flurry of activity, the fat sheep was successfully skinned, gutted, and cut into eight pieces. Each piece of meat was thick and fatty, full of oil, making everyone's mouths water.
Yang, the bailiff, had already consulted Lord Zhu.
"The lord has ordered that, as is customary, each person will receive two jin of meat, with those who contribute extra jin. The mutton soup will be prepared uniformly, and each person will receive a bowl!"
As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted from the riverbank.
"Ah, thank you, sir! You are so kind!"
"Wow, I was right."
"Well, congratulations on your dream coming true!"
"Ha ha ha ha......"
The lively scene of distributing and receiving meat lasted for a while.
The first family to receive the meat quickly cooked up a delicious aroma.
In an instant, the air above the riverbank was filled with the delicious aroma of meat.
The Wen family, being large, contributed both manpower and labor, and brought back several dozen kilograms of mutton.
When it was time to divide the meat, Wenwen, Wenchengxi, and Wenchengfeng had told their family that they wanted to eat barbecue skewers that night. When they took out the red willow skewers, the family members covered their mouths and chuckled.
When it comes to food, the Wen family members generally don't skimp on their own meals.
After the mutton was brought back, the head chef of the Wen family brandished a cleaver and cut the mutton into small pieces, while the others took skewers and started skewering the meat together.
Wenwen looked at the pile of meat skewers, thought for a moment, and realized that eating only meat wouldn't do, so she should have some vegetables to mix in.
In the darkness, she took out a handful of potatoes, washed them, cut them into chunks, and skewered them with the mutton.
With everything ready, stir the charcoal fire and put the meat skewers on it.
A moment later, the aroma of meat wafted out.
Under the intense heat of the charcoal fire, the lamb gradually turns golden and crispy, with the fat sizzling and the oil dripping down the skewer onto the surface of the potatoes. The roasted potatoes release their unique aroma, and this special skewer, illuminated by the flames, looks incredibly tempting.
"Mmm, it smells good, it smells really good."
"After smelling the aroma of other people's meat for so long, I can finally smell the aroma of our own grilled skewers!"
"I must say, ours still tastes the best."
"How could it not smell good? Look at what we have in our house!"
With Wenwen, a foodie, around, barbecue seasonings are indispensable, and she has the skill to add some extra ingredients to the skewers in the dark.
The Wen family's children sat in a row, each holding a bowl.
A dozen little eyes stared intently at the skewers grilling over the charcoal fire, drooling and swallowing at the same time. Only children could do such adorable things without any burden.
Don't say the child is greedy; may I ask, aren't the adults in the Wen family greedy too?
It's just that adults have self-control and know how to change the subject.
Just like this moment.
Wen Qikang asked curiously, "Brother, where did you find these two fat sheep?"
"After passing the bushes, there's a patch of wormwood. Walk to the end of it."
After Wen Qilin finished speaking, he suddenly prompted him, "Third brother, you can ask Cheng hope how he caught so many rabbits."
As soon as he finished speaking, the men who had gone out hunting burst into laughter.
Wen Qibin finally had a chance to show off his talents. "Let me tell you, at first we... then when we came back... we saw our third brother covered in rabbits, we... hahaha..."
"You can do that? Hahaha..."
"Sanlang, how come you're so amazing? Hehehe..."
As they were talking, the skewers were ready, and the Wen family members each got one to try them out.
In this cold weather, what a blissful thing it is to be able to eat hot, juicy roasted lamb skewers.
Everyone took a careful bite, the crispy outside and tender inside of the lamb bursting with flavor, the roasted potatoes adding a unique touch, and the aroma of red willow branches perfectly neutralizing the lamb's gamey smell.
This skewer of grilled meat received rave reviews from everyone!
After you finish this skewer, there's another one.
After this batch is baked, there will be another batch.
Amidst the lively atmosphere of eating meat, the familiar sound of a gong rang out.
This time, the gong wasn't urging us to set off; it was the gong for receiving the meat soup.
As soon as the constables lifted the pot lid, the delicious aroma of mutton soup immediately filled the air. A gust of wind blew, and the rich fragrance wafted through the air, its enticing aroma instantly filling the nostrils.
The fragrance drew everyone involuntarily to the spot.
"Line up for your meat soup! Hurry up, or you'll miss out!"
Who could resist taking this free soup?
That's impossible, of course.
All the prisoner's family representatives put down their roasted meat, picked up their own earthenware pots, and lined up to receive meat soup and tonight's portion of coarse bread.
Soon, the two representatives of the Wen family retrieved the meat soup and coarse bread.
The family enjoyed their soup and pancakes with relish, along with the tempting grilled skewers.
For a time, the liveliness on the riverbank reached its peak, and everyone seemed to have regained their energy and spirit before the wolf infestation.
Lord Zhu sat in his luxurious carriage at the end of the riverbank, watching everyone eat meat and drink soup, feeling their spirits. He was once again moved, and his gaze drifted to the Wen family at the far end. He truly admired this family.
The Wen family was indeed capable; during the wolf infestation, the entire family emerged unharmed and even had the resources to help others.
He bravely stepped forward during the avalanche to save people, and afterwards even led a hunting party.
As a result, no one in the exile team was injured or killed between Xieqiao Town and Linfeng Town.
This is an unprecedented case in the history of exile.
This special case earned Lord Zhu a great reward when he reported the situation to his superiors in Linfeng Town.
At this moment, Lord Zhu became even more convinced of the principle of "putting people first".
"Yang Chang, have the Wen family made any requests recently?"
Yang, the constable who was drinking soup, blinked, thought for a moment, and then answered, "No."
After finishing his sentence, Yang, the constable, took a big gulp of soup, wiped his mouth, and said, "Sir, this soup is delicious! I heard from Ma Zi and the others that we were able to catch these two big fat sheep this time thanks to the Wen family. Those Wen family lads are incredibly strong. They beat the sheep's heads until they were smashed to pieces. Amazing!"
Slurp!
Another big mouthful of soup went down.
The barbecue feast on the riverbank continued until late at night.
Perhaps it was the mutton and mutton soup that helped everyone fall asleep quickly while lying in their tents or huts.
The Wen family continued their rigorous training as always, making the most of every minute until midnight before finally resting.
A biting wind howled through the riverbank, whipping up nearby sand and dust before dissipating into the night sky.
The next day, just after midnight, several low calls came from the end of the stream.
"Moo...Moo..."