The goat would be her food source for the next week or so.
In the afternoon, when the sun is about to set.
Fu Anan crawled out of the cave.
She planned to find a secluded place and then deal with the whole goat.
She walked at least a kilometer outside her camp and finally chose a relatively hidden depression. She smashed the stones that could be used as stone knives on the road, and some of them formed sharp edges. These were the stone knives. She picked them up from the ground, separated the arteries, and went home.
A small portion of it was collected in a bamboo dish, and as there was no container, much of the rest spilled onto the ground.
When night falls, the smell of blood is like a living target, attracting carnivorous animals foraging at night. Fu Anan, who was hiding, suddenly stood up to check. She felt that there was something in the jungle.
Hyena, lynx, porcupine
Fu Anan wasn't sure whether it was this small carnivore, or a lion or tiger.
No matter which one it was, if she fought alone, she would have a great chance of winning, but it would be uneconomical to get hurt for the sake of the food. In order to prevent this from happening, Fu Anan put the goat into the space and left the location.
She trotted along, washing the blood off her hands, and finally climbed up the tree to shake off the animals who wanted to share a spoon.
Xiao Longnu would sleep on a rope, and Fu Anan would sleep on a tree branch.
The peaceful days and fairies there are but they are all forced by life.
Xiaolongnu couldn't afford a second bed, and she couldn't afford to get hurt.
She lay on the tree, drowsy, drowsy in the hot and humid forest.
night
Thunder roared overhead and raindrops fell on her face.
Fu Anan sat up slowly and suddenly felt numb all over.
Oh shit!
All the sleepiness she had felt was gone, and she instantly jumped off the tree and started a 100-meter sprint.
The sky was as bright as day, and a bolt of lightning struck the tree she had just chopped. The tree was split in half, and fell heavily in her direction, landing next to Fu Anan.
Start the gas fire from the inside of the tree.
Fortunately, I ran fast.
After this chop, the whole person became sober.
Fu Anan came back to her senses from her panic and suddenly realized that the heavy rain interfered with the spread of the smell and at the same time could wash away the blood and dirt on the meat. This weather was the best time for her to deal with the goats.
During a thunderstorm, the most dangerous place is under a big tree.
Fu Anan moved to a more spacious location and began to process the mutton in the heavy rain.
It took her a whole night, until the twelfth day of the game, to clean all the edible parts of the sheep.
As for the remaining bloodstains and other residues, she first dug a hole and buried them. The remaining traces might be washed away by the rain after a while.
After processing the goat, she took out about twenty-four pounds of pure meat.
The sheep's ribs, four legs, dragon bones, etc. weigh about six pounds.
There were also internal organs, a sheep's head, and a sheepskin.
Fu An's security department took all these things back.
Except for sheepskin, everything else is edible.
Fu Anan returned to the cave, all steamy. She hurriedly lit a fire again. The next thing was the most exciting thing: cooking the mutton!
(End of this chapter)