I signed in the wilderness for 100 days

Chapter 67 Roast Whole Lamb

Xu Haoxuan was eager to try it, and in his eyes, it seemed that those sheep were already roasted meat on the rack.

How to arrest them is a problem.

Xu Haoxuan looked at the bamboo around him, and made up his mind.

"Have you ever played archery?"

"Archery? What's that? I fired bazookas in the army."

Xu Haoxuan smiled awkwardly. If he wanted a bazooka, all the animals on the mountain would have to be roasted for them.

"When we ancient Chinese were fighting in the cold weapon era, bows and arrows were a must-have weapon for long-range shooting. In ancient times, riding and shooting were all necessary in the homework of scholars."

[Library brother, hurry up and upload the picture. 】

[The homework of the ancients is similar to ours now, isn't it necessary for us to learn the combat control class now? 】

[Yes, it's all to protect the country.I'm also curious. 】

After a while, the library brother showed the pictures of bows and arrows one by one in the chronological order of their development history.

[So handsome, but how did Brother Xu know? 】

In the live broadcast room, some viewers had doubts about this.

Xu Haoxuan explained while chopping the bamboo around him:
"Because I don't have spiritual power, I went to the library to look up the Chinese people on the blue star. When I didn't have spiritual power, what to use to fight, I found the weapon bow and arrow. And I saw the picture of the bow and arrow, and I think the design is very special. It’s simple, so I tried to make a sample, but I didn’t expect to actually make it.”

Xu Haoxuan suddenly stopped his hand that was cutting bamboo, raised his head at 45 degrees to the sky, and said with blurred eyes:

"Although I don't have spiritual power, I also hope to contribute to the country. If Zerg invades, I won't be that burden that will only be protected by others."

After a few words, everyone was silent.

Xu Haoxuan suddenly smiled, facing the direction of the ball of light, facing the audience and said:
"Here I use a poem from an ancient Chinese poet to share with you that 'Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they bloom like peonies'."

Everyone savored this line that seemed ordinary at first glance, but after a second taste, they felt that it contained vigorous power.However, this poem was not excavated by the Chinese people in the interstellar world.

After all, the content of the ancient books of Huaguo is too vast.

Among the Chinese immigrants who immigrated at the beginning, there were almost no writers.What use can writers be to people in the interstellar age?

So when Chinese people in the interstellar era wanted to rebuild civilization, they didn't know how to choose when faced with a huge library of data.

The current major courses are all related to technology and combat skills, and there are very few courses on literature and history.

Therefore, the first generation of immigrants in Huaguo could only enlighten the children of the interstellar age based on the works of the most familiar writers and poets they encountered during their education.

For example, Li Bai and Du Fu, Confucius and Mencius, and some members of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

As for the four masterpieces, the information has been lost, so they are not mentioned.Because if it is mentioned, what is the use if there is no corresponding book.

This leads to a cultural gap.

[The words of our ancient Chinese poets really seem plain, but they are actually full of power. 】

[What a philosophical poem, it’s different from Li Bai and Du Fu’s. 】

【It's full of different flavors, I can't tell, but I just like it. 】

[Brother Xu compares himself to a moss flower, that flower is smaller than rice, although I have never seen it, but I can see the tenacity and unyieldingness of this little flower.Isn't this exactly the portrayal of Brother Xu? 】

The style of painting in the live broadcast room changed, and the people who followed were almost unable to get in their mouths.

How did a good live show of survival in the wilderness turn into a talk about plants and life?

When these people watched the replay, they suddenly realized.

Therefore, the hot search of the day became "Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they bloom like peonies."

In Huaguo in the interstellar world, if someone does not know this line of the poem, they will be ridiculed for being outdated and vulgar.

The phone number of the program group was about to explode, and many experts called to scold them for delaying the development of a national teacher.

While talking, Xu Haoxuan has already made a simple bow and arrow with bamboo and vines.A total of four were made, and his one is the thickest and exerts the most force.

Xu Haoxuan distributed the bows and arrows to the three of them, and made a demonstration first.

His strength is great, and the arrows he shoots are also powerful.

咻咻 咻 ~
Three arrows were fired at once, and the three sheep fell to the ground.

Sheep choose to move in the woods to avoid being tracked by natural enemies.

But once discovered, they escaped and jumped and drilled into the depths of the dense forest. This is the edge of the cliff. They are born with the ability to climb the cliff, and the natural enemies can do nothing to them.

When the three sheep fell to the ground, the rest of the sheep, like frightened birds, followed the leader's footsteps and fled behind.

"Like me, launch."

Bows and arrows are very easy to learn, and the three of them heard the order, followed Xu Haoxuan's example, and fired the arrows.

The bows and arrows of the three of them are smaller than Xu Haoxuan's, and the shooting range is not good.The three of them operated for the first time, and their accuracy was even worse.

Either it was shot crookedly, or even if it hit it, it didn't hurt.

On the contrary, when the sheep were running away, some of them were hung by the bushes by their long horns, where they watched their companions flee, howling endlessly.

In this way, Xu Haoxuan and the others easily got three dead and three alive.

Xu Haoxuan walked over, cut off the sheep's horns with one knife, and threw it into the basket behind him.

The three sheep were very heavy, so Xu Haoxuan directly tied them into a ball with rattan and carried them on his back.

Xu Haoxuan tied the remaining three live sheep with canes, and asked the three of them to hold one in each hand, pulling them vigorously, and returned to the camp by the same way.

Back at the camp, Xu Haoxuan used the old wood from the camp to surround the three live sheep with a simple open-air fence in the old camp.

After all, sheep feces are too smelly to be kept near houses.

As for the three dead sheep, Xu Haoxuan also hurriedly dealt with them.

The sheep's wool is a good thing. He scraped the wool off with a sharp knife and put it in the basket.

Three sheep are enough to fill half a basket of wool.

Sheepskin is also a good thing, thinking that it might get colder and colder in the future, Xu Haoxuan decided to use the sheepskin.

For today's dinner, the whole lamb is properly roasted.

Before roasting the lamb, Xu Haoxuan took the three of them to the farmland and collected some potatoes, garlic and peppercorns.

Although there are no other spices, it is already very good to have pepper trees.

Potatoes are the staple food, and garlic is used to relieve greasiness, which complement each other.

That night, Wang Tianhao and Hua Ling became Xu Haoxuan's direct roast lamb disciples.

Xu Haoxuan set up three grills and taught them how to roast lamb.

After roasting, the aroma of the three sheep made the four hungry people lose their image and began to gorge.

I didn't eat the potatoes buried in the ground, so I didn't have a stomach to eat them.

Of the three sheep, one was for them to eat, one was given to the staff, and the other was for Li Huajiao's mother, Zhao Xue.

"Mother-in-law, the mutton roasted by my son-in-law, please take it."

[Oh, my son-in-law is so considerate, this gift is so precious, our family regards it as a dowry gift for us. 】

People who eat melons have long been overwhelmed by the deliciousness of mutton. As the saying goes, people who eat melons have short mouths, and they send blessings on the barrage.

Li Huajiao was so angry that he stomped his feet, he really wanted to beat up the glib Xu Haoxuan.

But thinking that it was her family who provoked it first, she thought again. . . . . .

In the end, she could only maintain a cold attitude, and went back to the room with a blushing face.

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