Thirty kilograms of fresh meat were chopped and more than 20 kilograms of minced meat were added with spices to prepare small intestines, the pig heart was cut into slices for salt roasting, the liver was roasted in salt water, and the fat and thin five flowers were roasted on a slate. Sizzle.
Wild boar doesn't have much fat, and the meat is firmer and chewier than normal pork.
The white pillow sandwiched the two pieces of meat that had been baked first to Hua Mu, and Hua Mu bit the bullet and ate it.
It was she who said she wanted to eat, and she meant it no matter what, otherwise even the stupid big man with a white pillow would know her intentions. And pork isn't bad, it's more delicious.
She was just a little unacceptable psychologically, so she didn't taste it carefully.
Most of the pork went into White Pillow's stomach. Although Hua Mu Rou didn't eat much, he ate a lot of fried breadfruit afterward, and he couldn't stand it by the end of lunch.
Extremely happy and sad, I don't know if it's because I haven't eaten animal meat for many years, Hua Mu stretched his stomach several times in the afternoon, and his legs almost became weak.
She now has an upright reason not to eat meat, and Bai Zhen fell into deep worry.
Miss can't eat meat, what's the point of her catching this wild boar
Catching the wild boar made her consume a small piece of white. If it doesn't help the eldest lady's future survival, it will be very worthless.
Hua Mu had already fallen asleep, and Bai Zhen worriedly began to check the amount of food and tools that had been stored in the recent period.
There is not enough firewood. She needs to stock up more recently, sharpen knives, and prepare more leaves for toilet paper, and…
Bai Zhen looked at the small white tablets with only three left in his hand, and felt a moment of regret. If she hadn't caught wild boars, she could have lasted about three more days.
But it's useless to think about it now, she must make up for the mistakes she made today.
Hua Mu finally determined that it wasn't her illusion, and the white pillow looked really wrong. Since catching the wild boar, she has become even stranger. The sentry has always been calm and cautious. When they first landed on the island, the two could not even guarantee the water source, and they had never seen her restless.
But in the past seven or eight days, White Pillow is obviously a little impatient, and the amount of dried seafood has almost doubled. Besides dried fish, there are other dried oysters, dried squid, and dried lobster, which can no longer fit in the crock pot. .
Do sentinels hibernate like bears
Hua Mu couldn't figure it out, so she didn't want to. Seeing that so many seafood began to try homemade fish sauce, oyster sauce and shrimp paste, if successful, it would bring great improvement to the quality of life. Making the seasoning itself is a very food-intensive thing, not to mention that there will be a lot of waste in the process of trying.
Hua Mu had this idea entirely because he felt that the food was too abundant now, and it was a waste if he didn't eat it. White pillow began to persuade her a few times, but seeing that she didn't take it to heart, she had to step up to collect food.
Fish sauce and shrimp paste both require a long production cycle, but oyster sauce can see the effect faster. Dried oysters are boiled with salt to make the soup. After removing the oysters, the soup is simmered for four or five hours, and the remaining thick juice can be used directly for seasoning.
Making seasonings is not as complicated as making flavors, and Huamu has been able to make better finished products after trying it a few times. In order to save, she made the oyster sauce a little salty, and even the salt can be saved when cooking.
This is already the seventy-fifth day that the two have been living on the island. Although Hua Mu still looks forward to the arrival of rescue every day, she has become accustomed to disappointment.
After getting used to such an environment, she gradually felt less difficult. Because there is something to do, there is no feeling of boredom, and occasionally there is a sense of accomplishment. Inconvenient places naturally exist, and missing relatives is also a big aspect, but when it comes to freedom, it seems that there is also freedom here.
You don’t have to wear a mask all day to live, you don’t have to pay attention to your words and deeds, you don’t have to restrict your diet, and you can sleep until you wake up naturally. Although the white pillow still made her angry occasionally, it was much better now than before.
It's like taking a long vacation, and I have learned a lot of knowledge, and I will be able to show it off when I go back.
While Hua Mu collected the prepared oyster sauce into the bottle, she thought happily that she would make a sprout of oyster sauce at noon and add a little bacon to it. It must taste good.
She still couldn't eat too much meat, but it was acceptable for seasoning.
It was almost noon when Hua Mu finished her work. She thought about what to eat for lunch, but the white pillow still did not come back.
It has been four hours since I went out in the morning. Before Hua Mu, I didn't feel that it was a long time because I had something to do, but now I began to notice that something was wrong.
For four hours, White Pillow would never leave for that long at one time.
Did something happen
Hua Mu waited left and right, and after more than half an hour, she didn't see her back, and her heart gradually began to feel anxious. But she can't do anything except wait for the white pillow. If she enters the jungle alone, she needs the white pillow to save her in case of danger.
If only there was a phone!
Minutes passed by, and lunchtime passed quietly. Hua Mu could no longer sit still, wandering on the edge of the jungle.
After thinking about it, she finally decided to fire the shot. If the white pillow didn't come back after ten minutes, she said she would go into the jungle to look for it. Although the Sentinels are powerful, they are actually not as good as ordinary people without Xiaobai Pian, and even in danger...
Little flakes
Hua Mu suddenly thought of a question, how many little white pieces are there in the white pillow? She remembered that the last time she saw it there were eleven, but how long ago was that? Twenty days? Thirty days? Or forty days
Hua Mu hurriedly took out the gun and snorted at Tian, because she was in a hurry, the recoil made her sit on the ground directly. The firearms used by the army are very different from the pistols that the noble lady used to play with. The first time Hua Mu used it, half of her body was numb, and her ears were buzzing.
But at this moment, she couldn't care less, and shouted the name of White Pillow to the jungle while getting up from the ground.
But in response to her, only the calls of a few birds.
"White pillow, white pillow!"
Hua Mu's heart gradually sank to the bottom with the unresponsive cries. Just when she finally made up her mind to enter the jungle alone to find the white pillow, the figure of the sentinel finally appeared in front of her.
"White pillow!" Hua Mu burst into tears for a moment, and the butterfly rushed towards the white pillow carrying a large bamboo basket. Just seeing the other party's situation clearly, her joy immediately turned into fear and panic, "You, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Different from the tall and straight body in the past, the white pillow was obviously hunched over, as if it could not bear the weight of the basket. Her face was haggard, her eyes were sunken, and she was even more terrifyingly thin.
The bamboo baskets were filled with food, breadfruit, fruits, vegetables, fungi, and a large jar of honey. The sentinel was also covered in scars. The various wounds made it impossible for Hua Mu to judge what the other party had experienced.
White pillow smiled weakly at her, "Miss, I heard gunshots just now, are you alright?"
Hua Mu's tears became more and more turbulent because of her anxiety, "I saw you haven't come back for so long before shooting. What did you, what did you do? Why did you do it like this!"
"...Let's go back and talk."
Hua Mu also felt that she needed a rest, and reached out to help her, but when the white pillow was touched by her, she let out a low groan and avoided the touch.
"Don't... I, I can go by myself."
Hua Mu wanted to be angry with her, how could she be so brave at such a time. But after seeing the other party's painful expression, worry quickly overwhelmed anger.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
The white pillow nodded frankly.
Hua Mu's worries and fears rose to the extreme, and the sentinel didn't lie to reassure her!
"Then, let's go back first. The oyster sauce I made in the morning tastes good, and the dishes I make afterwards will definitely taste even better."
She wanted to say something happy, she wanted to dispel her ominous premonition, and she wanted to continue this routine.
Bai Zhen's footsteps were very slow, not even Hua Mu's. Hua Mu has been talking about today's results all the way to the station, and Bai Zhen responded softly to her while taking out the things in the bamboo basket and putting them in different categories.
"You can put these things away later, you can rest first, don't worry so much."
Hua Mu wanted to stop her, but when she held Bai Zhen's hand, she couldn't help trembling violently.
The sentinel's body was terribly cold, not like the body temperature that a living person should have.
"White pillow!"
The white pillow suddenly knelt to the ground and lowered his head deeply.
"Miss..."
"What are you doing? I-I didn't want to punish you..."
Hua Mu didn't know why she wanted to cry so much, panic and fear gripped her heart tightly.
"Don't you need a rest? I'll just cook at noon. You, you can go to bed and rest."
White pillow whispered: "I'm sorry, Miss..."
Hua Mu collapsed a little and cried, "Why are you apologizing? You have done a good job recently, and I haven't lost my temper. Why do you apologize!"
"...I can't accompany you, sorry."
"Are you going to abandon me? Are you going to leave me alone? Are you finally unable to stand me? I've made a lot of progress, and I can help..."
Hua Mu knew it wasn't like this, but she would rather be like this.
"sorry… "
Hua Mu sat on the ground, covered her face and sobbed, "I don't want you to apologize..."
There are all kinds of reluctance and worries in Bai Zhen's heart. Even if Hua Mu can live alone, there are so many variables on the deserted island. What should he do when he encounters danger? Pistols can only be useful for small animals, and it is not useful for large animals such as wild boars.
"Miss, don't eat anything you don't know. If you want to go to the jungle, please take the same roads that we usually take. Generally, there is no danger. The food in reserve should be enough for you to eat for two months, and you can fish every day to support... "
Hua Mu covered her ears not to listen, "I don't understand, why do you say this..."
The white pillow has never cried since becoming a real sentinel, but at this time, she couldn't help crying.
"I'm sorry, Miss, I'm a useless sentinel. I've run out of small white films. I can only say goodbye to you. Please don't feel sorry for me. When the rescue arrives, take my body back. I want to bury it. in the motherland."
I want to be buried where you are.
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