"Take this!" Batulu shouted in a chuunibyou manner, and then stabbed his spear into the body of another deer (I won't introduce deer, there are so many deer in Africa...). This was the sixth deer. He originally thought that three or four deer would be enough, but who knew that Brother Lion would chase these poor deer here as if he was on stimulants.
As a result, while Brother Lion was chasing the deer, he also attracted some small animals. Many traps were triggered by these small animals. Otherwise, it would not be a problem to hunt more than 20 deer today. However, the premise was that he and Brother Lion could finish eating them all. Moreover, whether he could bring these deer back to the tribe was a problem that might arise later. Therefore, it was enough to hunt these six deer and these small animals.
" First, cut the skin... then cut off the parts... and then remove the bones..." Batulu relied on his memory and performed the work rather stiffly. Although it was not particularly good, it was not bad either. Only a little bit of flesh was left on the bones. Batulu was now like a rich man who did not care about these small things.
"We are making fire by drilling wood. Brother Lion, don't eat it yet. I'll roast it over the fire a few times.”
Batulu hurriedly stopped Brother Lion, who was about to eat raw meat. Although he knew that ferocious beasts like Brother Lion ate raw meat, he had an idea in his heart. He had read some novels where the main characters cooked some intelligent ferocious beasts, and then things got out of hand. Those ferocious beasts all chose to follow the main characters without exception.
Therefore, Batulu was now wondering if he could ask Brother Lion to be his " bodyguard ". With such a big body, there would definitely be no problem with his safety.
Since he had decided to do this, he had to make sure that the barbecue this time was the best. Otherwise, Brother Lion would be taken away by someone else's barbecue, and he would really be unable to cry even if he wanted to.
"Now, we just need to find some tools to start a fire.”Batulu patted the dust off his butt and began to look for something to start a fire nearby. However, it was not difficult and he found everything in less than a few minutes.
Batulu's method of starting a fire was very simple and primitive. He used the method of drilling wood to start a fire. Because he was in Africa, the climate was very dry. Batulu quickly started a simple bonfire.
"Brother Lion, bring some dry wood over.”Batulu blew gently at the small fire and slowly put pieces of dry wood into the bonfire to make the fire burn brighter and brighter.
Brother Lion was also very cooperative. He used his sharp claws to knock off many branches and wood, then held them in his mouth and sent them to Batulu. With the support of the raw materials, the bonfire stabilized and there was no need to worry about it extinguishing in the short term.
At the same time, Batulu piled up stones beside the bonfire to prevent sparks from igniting the nearby haystacks. Although it might not cause a fire, it was still good to be on guard.
Since the problem of fire was solved, Batulu began to roast the meat. He slowly untied the straw rope tied to the spear and carefully removed the spearhead. He had to be careful. After all, it was coated with poison. After taking down the spearhead, Batulu took a few pieces of raw meat and stuck them on the long stick. Then, he fixed them with two branches and placed the stick of raw meat on the bonfire to roast. He would turn it from time to time to prevent it from burning.
Zi ~ Zi ~ Zi
As time passed, the unique animal oil dripped out of the meat drop by drop and fell into the bonfire. It made a rhythmic sizzling sound, and the fragrance began to spread.
"Gu gu gu ~"
Smelling the fragrance of cooked meat, both Batulu and Brother Lion's stomachs began to growl. However, to remind Batulu, he still had to say,""Brother Lion, don't be anxious. The roast will be done in a while. The taste of the meat will be even more delicious.”
Although Brother Lion was famished, he had to endure it in order to make the meat more delicious. However, his mouth was still drooling. So lions can drool too…(I don't know if they can drool, but I'll write it down for the sake of necessity. I failed in biology, so readers don't have to point it out.)
"Alright, it's almost done." Batulu took down the wooden stick and handed it to Brother Lion. Brother Lion had contributed greatly to the hunt this time."Brother Lion, you eat first, but be careful that it's hot.”
Brother Lion nodded, then eagerly opened his mouth and tore off two pieces of meat. He placed them on the ground and began to enjoy this rich meal.
Batulu did not stand on ceremony as he watched Brother Lion eat with relish. He blew on a piece of meat and gently tore off a medium-sized piece of meat. He put it into his mouth and tasted the delicacy of the venison.
"Wow! No wonder those hunters liked to hunt deer so much. They didn't expect the meat to be so delicious.”It was Batulu's first time eating venison. He realized that the venison was different from pork and beef. It had a faint taste of grass and was completely different from those domesticated animals. This venison was truly wild.
"Roar! Roar!" Brother Lion roared a few times, and the tail behind him wagged vigorously. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the roast meat.
A moment later, the four large pieces of venison were taken care of by a man and a lion. However, due to the previous torment (Be good, stand still!) The revival of philosophy is just around the corner! Both Batulu and Brother Lion were still hungry. They couldn't help but look at the pile of small animals. Brother Lion glanced at Batulu. Batulu knew what he wanted him to do, so he walked to the carcasses of the small animals and picked up a few that he had never seen in the book. He took them to the bonfire to remove their fur, skin, and bones. Then, he used a wooden stick to pass through them one by one and roasted them over the bonfire.
After the meat was cooked, the man and lion began to enjoy the delicious meat again, completely forgetting that they were still going to be eaten.
"Burp ~"
Batulu patted his big belly. He had eaten too much, and his stomach was a little full. Brother Lion's originally flat stomach was now full, and even his breakfast was replenished.
After the feast, only two of the six deer were left. The small animals that they had hunted were almost finished. Batulu kept his promise and roasted the remaining small animals. Then, he placed the roasted meat under the sun for a few times. This way, it could be made into simple jerky.
Although there were also some carnivorous beasts such as jackals and cheetahs that came here after smelling the fragrance, they immediately ran away when they saw Brother Lion's huge body, not giving Brother Lion a chance to chase. However, it was not a problem for them to walk away because Brother Lion had just eaten and was still digesting. He did not have the extra strength to chase them. If it was any other time, they would have become a piece of meat in Brother Lion's mouth.
" Brother Lion, I'll bring this deer back to the tribe first. You can keep the other one. Also, remember to cover the smell of the jerky. Don't let other carnivores steal it. And remember…"
"Roar! Roar!" Brother Lion was probably tired of listening to him, so he roared a few times to get Batulu to leave. Batulu only smiled helplessly, but he did not intend to continue. After all, no matter how intelligent Brother Lion was, it was still a lion, not a human that could communicate with him.
"Then I'll be leaving, Brother Lion. If you're hungry again, wait for me at the place where you found me before. We'll work together to hunt.”
"Roar!"
Batulu waved goodbye to Brother Lion, and Brother Lion also used his roar to bid farewell to Batulu. Then, he ran in a direction with the dead deer in his mouth and a large amount of dried meat. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
"See you next time, Brother Lion." Batulu leaned on the spear that had its spearhead back and carried the dead deer in one hand as he rushed towards the tribe. At the same time, he hung three dead jumping rabbits (African rabbits, searched on Baidu) on a straw rope around his neck. These were given to him by Brother Lion before he left. Although he had always refused to accept them, Brother Lion's attitude was very firm. He even showed his two rows of sharp teeth, which meant that if you don't accept them, I will bite you to death.”
In the end, Batulu had no choice but to " force " them to keep the three jumping rabbits. One jumping rabbit weighed about 3-4 kilograms, so three jumping rabbits weighed 12 kilograms, which was equivalent to 24 pounds. It was not considered light. In addition, he was carrying a dead deer on his shoulder. If the deer was still alive, it would be fine. After it died, its weight had completely collapsed. Batulu was already panting after walking a few steps.
In addition, his body was only 11 years old and did not have much strength. Even an African child who had trained since childhood still felt powerless.
"Phew-Phew-I'm exhausted. Sit down and rest!”Batulu was already halfway up the mountain. After finding a big rock to sit on, he threw the dead deer and three dead jumping rabbits on the ground. Then, he reached out and wiped the hot sweat off his body. In this terrible weather and with these " heavy objects ", if it wasn't for the abundant meat that he had replenished earlier, he would have collapsed from the heat stroke.
"When can I return to the tribe like this?”Batulu raised his head and looked at the remaining mountain path. Not to mention the fact that it was still a few hundred meters up the mountain, he would have to go down the mountain later. This descent was not like what was written in the language books." It's easy to go up the mountain, but difficult to go down." He was carrying a heavy object that weighed dozens of kilograms. If he was not careful, he would fall down the mountain and be smashed into pieces. Even if he was not eaten by Brother Lion, he would become a pile of meat paste.
"Sigh…I should have asked Brother Lion to send me off.”Batulu shook his shoulders a few times. He could clearly feel that his shoulders were sore. He probably couldn't carry this dead deer.
"Why don't we wait for those little friends to come back?”Batulu slapped his head. He had almost forgotten that he had come out with a small team. It was probably time for the older ones to come back. At that time, he could let them share the burden. It didn't matter even if they were blacklisted. Instead of taking the risk of walking down the mountain, it was better to receive some " punishment."
" Eh, that's..." Batulu looked down the mountain and saw a few young hunters carrying three dead deer. Aren't they Atuba and the others?
"Hello, Big Brother Atuba!"
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