The sound of opening a can was heard in the quiet snow cave. Gu Laosan and Han Daxia looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Ping placing the opened can on the engineering shovel, holding it with one paw and holding it over the campfire to roast it.
"Hey, what a good idea! The boss is really smart!"
Han Daxia's eyes lit up, and when he looked at the backpack of food, he no longer disdained it. He stood up, spraying biscuit crumbs and walked closer, asking, "I remember you bought a big box of oatmeal. Where did you put it?"
"Ahem~"
Gu Xianyu shrank his neck and asked knowingly, "Why are you looking for that?"
“Make a pot!”
Han Daxia was squatting beside the backpack and searching. Hearing this, he said as a matter of course: "Although it's a little small, it can be used. I'll find a wire to thread it later..."
As he spoke, he kept busy with his hands, pushing away cans, instant noodles, biscuits, and the like, and saw something that looked like a milk powder can underneath. Han's eyes lit up, and he quickly took it in his hand, and then his expression froze.
The two of them had been walking all this way, and the iron cans in their backpacks had long been as cold as ice, and they felt bone-chilling cold when they touched them. But the oatmeal box in their hands was also cold, but it didn't feel that chilling.
Seeing that the salted fish avoided his gaze and hummed and hawed while not daring to say a word, Han's face darkened. He lowered his head and removed the plastic wrapping on the outside of the oatmeal box, and the translucent hard plastic came into view.
Wang Ping, who was baking canned food, pulled his ears and seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart.
"You..." Han Daxia opened his mouth, his brain twitched for a long time before he said with a breath held: "Why don't you buy the iron box?"
“This… is a new product…”
Gu Laosan didn't know what tone he used. His expression seemed like he was trying to hold back a laugh. He said with trembling lips, "The shopping guide said that this packaging is biodegradable and more environmentally friendly... Hahahaha!"
Perhaps it was the expression on Old Han's face at the moment that tickled Gu Laosan's funny bone. Before he could finish his words, the salted fish fell down in the snow laughing, making the badger look very unhappy.
If this guy doesn't get beaten later, he will write the word "王" upside down.
"Pfft, I was drinking porridge and I sprayed all over the screen"
"Third brother is dirty"
"I don't know what kind of temper Han has, but I can't stand it anymore."
"Sex is empty, give the anchor airplane × 6... "
"When you live stream with Gu Laosan, you must be prepared to be tortured"
"Oh my god, this is such a sin"
“Why do I want to laugh so much?”
The sound of reward came from the tablet computer propped up beside a badger, which seemed to have called back Old Han's dazed thoughts. He looked at the tablet computer with his mouth open, then looked at Gu Lao San, who was lying on the ground, almost laughing to death. Old Han's chest rose and fell more and more, and finally he could no longer bear it.
"I told you to be environmentally friendly..."
Throwing down the oatmeal box in his hand, Han Daxia gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed a handful of snow and pressed it on Gu Laosan's face.
"Hiss~ Ugh!"
The cold snow fell into Gu Laosan's neck, and his laughter stopped abruptly. The salted fish shuddered violently, then stared and began to fight back.
Wang Ping pouted and moved his position to avoid the two guys getting hurt. The live broadcast room was getting more and more joyful at this moment, and netizens shouted "Come on, Lao Han". Seeing the two people rolling together and turning into snowmen in a short while, they started to shout "Come on, Snowman" again.
Half an hour later, the two men, shivering with cold, huddled together and imitated Wang Ping, each holding an engineering shovel and holding two cans to heat them over the campfire.
Wang Ping dragged Gu Laosan's backpack filled with clothes to the fire, sat on it, hugged the hot can, and drank the broth inside in small sips. His hairy face was stretched comfortably, which made the two men look envious.
The can was still a little small for the two of them, not even enough for two sips. Han Daxia was filled with regret. If he had known this would happen, he should have taken Sheriff Nofu's big teacup with him when he left Batagai.
Outside the igloo, the moon climbed across the sky in the cold wind, and its silver moonlight sprinkled on the snow, making the cold even more biting.
On the eastern hillside, a snow fox with black fur on its four paws quietly emerged from behind a tree and walked down the mountain cautiously.
Including Batagai, there are as many as nine town-level settlements in this 200-kilometer area, and there are traces of humans everywhere. Foxes are naturally timid and dare not go down the mountain to look for food during the day.
But at this moment, seeing the vast expanse of white all around, the furry fox's face seemed a little square.
It is not easy to fill his stomach in winter. He is not like a cat that can climb trees, and his speed is not fast. He has been hungry for several days. The last time he ate, he ran to the village on the banks of the Adha River 40 kilometers away and stole a chicken.
But I was really lucky that time, because the dog of that family was locked in the house by its owner and couldn't get out. Otherwise, it would not be the fox eating the chicken, but the dog eating the fox.
Although good luck doesn't come every day, the snow fox decided to try its luck again. After all, after tasting the deliciousness of chicken, it would not be easy to make it dig a pit and eat vegetarian food.
As he walked towards the foot of the mountain, the snow fox was still alertly paying attention to the movements around him. Before he reached the foot of the mountain, a cold wind blew, bringing with it the aroma of meat.
What does it taste like...
The snow fox shrugged its black nose, its eyes froze, and it suddenly raised its head.
This tastes much better than chicken.
Following the smell, I strolled towards the northwest. When I reached the foot of the mountain, I saw a dim yellow light faintly shining through the snow in front of me. The aroma of meat was coming from that light.
The snow fox hesitated. It recognized that light. When it stole chickens, it also saw such light coming from the houses in the village. Sure enough, what my mother said was right. Temptation is often accompanied by danger.
Based on the principle of safety first and winning second, the Snow Fox intended to bypass this strange place and execute the original plan. However, after taking two steps, he stopped again.
"It seems... this family doesn't have a dog?"
The fox's eyes turned twice, and then turned to approach the cave entrance emitting light, while listening attentively. However, before he got closer, his feet suddenly felt empty.
"puff!"
“Crash!”
In the snow cave, Gu Laosan and Lao Hantou had just heated up the canned food and were not ready to eat when the snow above them suddenly collapsed and hit them head on. Along with the sharp cry of some animal, Gu Laosan felt two claws kicking him in the snow, followed by a series of shrill cries.
Wang Ping on the opposite side looked at the two people who suddenly turned into snowmen in confusion, and then saw a white fluffy guy jump out from Gu Laosan's face and dive into the campfire. The screams that followed were so loud that they almost deafened his ears.
Seeing that the thing in the fire was turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, Wang Ping was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He quickly stretched out his claws to grab a handful and pulled the thing out.
There was a "sizzling" sound like charcoal falling into water, and the guy who turned from a snow fox into a "charcoal fox" curled up on the ground, shivering and whimpering.
Which wicked and smoking guy dug this pit? It's such a trap for the fox!
On the opposite side, Old Han and Gu Lang looked at each other, and subconsciously raised their heads to look at the "ventilation hole" that had suddenly become much larger. Only then did they realize that the snow layer above the campfire had been baked for a long time and had become very thin.
"What did I say? What did I say? It's just that the digging is too shallow!"
Hero Han stood up and shouted, brushing the snow off his body, with contempt on his face.
"Hints!"
Gu Laosan snorted disdainfully, turned his head and looked curiously at the patch of fur on the side of a badger where half of its fur had been burnt off.
Gray hair that is neither dirty nor rubbish, red and swollen eyes, and a bald tail...
"Ah~ What kind of animal is this? It's so ugly..."