Survival in the wild also needs to consider nutritional balance, especially to improve immunity to eat as much food as possible, and snow mountain fish per 100 grams of protein contains 21 grams of protein, 7 grams of fat, can provide 620 kilojoules of calories, contains a variety of proteins, vitamins, amino acids and sodium required by the human body.

Yang Zheng didn't know much about this, but he knew that every fish was food and a guarantee of life, so he hurriedly went up to catch the fish, and after resuming the hook, he disemboweled the fish and removed his head.

After that, Yang Zheng saw that it was not early, and quickly dragged the wild boar to the river to disembowel, so that the river washed away the blood of the wild boar, so as not to leave blood to attract wild beasts, no hot water shaving is too hard, Yang Zheng is too lazy to deal with it, turn around and set fire to it to be clean, and throw the pig's head into the river.

Considering that the wild boar ate too much food, it was afraid of being poisonous, and the food was sufficient, so they all threw it into the river and washed away. In a short time, all kinds of fish came up in the river to grab food, which is also a rare meal for the creatures living in the water.

The wild boar is too big, it is very troublesome to clean up, after more than half an hour, Yang Zheng finally unloaded the wild boar with the sharp dog leg knife in his hand, divided it into several round-trips, and finally brought all the fresh meat back to the big tree, cut a few thick trunks to remove the branches, and took one meter and five long.

In a group of two, one end is sharpened and smashed into the snow with a sapper shovel, and the other end is crossed and tied with vines, and there are two groups on one side of the campfire, and each group has a wooden stick on top of it, and the two wooden sticks are about the same height, and they are put into one piece, and a simple grill is ready.

The grill is a little higher from the fire to avoid the fire burning directly on the meat, and there is a certain temperature, Yang Zheng uses a dog leg knife to cut a lot of pork feet, so that the meat on it is as separate as possible, so that the heat can enter inside, and then set fire to the hairy parts until the surface is all charred and placed on the grill.

When the four legs were processed and placed on the grill, the sky was dark, and it was about to get dark, Yang Zheng hurriedly picked up the sapper shovel and went around the neighborhood, found a few bluestone slabs, quickly pried them open, laboriously moved them to the fire, scrubbed the surface of the bluestone slabs with snow, and baked them with fire.

These bluestone slabs are like barbecue tables, Yang Zheng will remove the pork ribs, one by one on the bluestone slabs, the bluestone slabs have been heated, plus the temperature of the bonfire, the meat on it will soon be steaming oil, Yang Zheng is deboning, peeling off the meat and roasting on the bluestone slabs, while turning the fast burnt, busy and happy.

This kind of busyness is a happy thing, every piece of meat can survive, Yang Zheng is used to taking precautions, preparing as much as possible, three hundred pounds of wild boar remove the head, internal organs and blood and other sundries, leaving less than two hundred pounds of meat, and then remove the bones, roast dry water to make jerky, it is estimated that it is less than a hundred catties.

But this 100 catties of meat is enough for Yang Zheng for more than a month of food, plus grilled fish, saving a little, and he can barely survive in two months, but the weather is cold, coupled with the continuous rapid travel, it takes a lot of physical strength every day, and the consumption of food is also very large, and Yang Zheng doesn't know how long it can last.

The harvest day can improve morale the most, some time ago, the painful experience of enduring freezing and starvation gradually faded, Yang Zheng ate while roasting, and put the roasted one aside when he was full, the temperature was more than ten degrees below zero at night, and the roasted meat would freeze into jerky for a while, and Yang Zheng vacated the rucksack to fill the jerky.

After more than two hours, Yang Zheng finally peeled off all the meat on the pork ribs and roasted it, then took down a roasted half-cooked pork leg down, cut the meat with a dog leg knife, a thick piece of thumb, and put it on the bluestone slab to continue roasting.

Busy until about three o'clock in the morning, Yang Zheng finally grilled all the meat, roasted very dry, although the water loss is too much, but easy to carry, Yang Zheng will freeze the dried meat all in the backpack, full of a big bag, checked, maybe because the roast is too dry, it is estimated that there are seventy or eighty pounds, but it is already very good.

Yang Zheng was very satisfied with tonight's harvest, excited and not sleepy, burned the bonfire, and then took the backpack to the tree, found a place to put it, put the sleeping bag in the tree nest, opened it with a moisture-proof mat, and covered it to block the wind.

An excited scene appeared, three fish hooks bounced up, and there were three fish of different sizes hanging on them, remembering that there were dried fish with dried meat to eat in the following days, Yang Zheng felt full of strength, collected the fish, re-put the bait and threw it into the river, picked up the other two fish hooks and looked at it, the bait broke free and put it on again.

The three fish were washed and peeled, taken to the bonfire and continued to dry, made into jerky, boiled some water to drink, perhaps because of the excitement, Yang Zheng gradually became a little sleepy, so he climbed the tree, threw the dried fish into the backpack, and got into the tree nest sleeping bag to rest, this night, Yang Zheng had a dream, dreamed that Gao Shou was smiling to himself.

Early the next morning, Yang Zheng was woken up by a burst of birdsong, got up to see that the sun had come out, got out of the sleeping bag, moved his body, felt extremely comfortable, packed up the equipment, and threw it down directly, as well as the backpack full of food.

The cold wind was slow, and the weather was still maddeningly cold, but with food, Yang Zheng felt full of strength, and rekindled the bonfire, and when he went to the bank of the river, he saw that the five fishing rods were all bounced, and there was a fish of different sizes hanging on them, but it was frozen.

The weather is too cold, the frozen fish will not spoil, it is still food, Yang Zheng hurriedly put it away, reloaded the earthworm and threw it into the river, washed and peeled the fish, put it on the grill and baked it, and when the water was boiled and the fish was baked, Yang Zheng ate and drank enough, stuffed the military pot with snow and continued to boil water, and came to the river bank with a dog-legged knife.

The river water is leisurely, very clear, Yang Zheng looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, he didn't feel the slightest warmth, gritted his teeth, quickly took off a fine light, jumped into the river to wash it, the bottom of the water is very warm, as long as he shows his head, he feels that the slight cold wind is like a knife, extremely uncomfortable.

Not taking a bath for a long time is very bad for the body, especially in the wild, Yang Zheng plunged into the bottom of the water to hold his breath, the bottom of the water is warm, his hands and feet will not be frozen, quickly rub his body clean, and then drill out of the water, go ashore, a cold wind comes, Yang Zheng can't help but shiver, like a pendulum, I feel that my hands and feet are going to freeze, hurry up and get dressed.

Simply put on his clothes, Yang Zheng carried shoes, socks and a dog-legged knife and ran quickly to the bonfire, he couldn't even take care of a fish he caught, rushed to the campfire, felt the warmth of the fire, and felt better, but it was still cold, so he quickly put it on, plunged in, and then sat on the stone slab to roast his feet, and put on shoes and socks after the heat.

Yang Zheng squatted by the bonfire and roasted for a while, his body gradually became a little hotter, and he couldn't help but smile, it felt like a trip from the ghost gate, but it was worth it.

An hour later, Yang Zheng put everything in order, carried a backpack full of dried meat, a sleeping bag and other equipment woven with fine rattan and hung it in front of him, and continued to hurry.

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