Super Ranch: Brothers come to Africa to farm

Chapter 143 Dried wild boar meat

What Wang Lu didn't expect was that the first person to take action was Halafa.

A soft thud sounded near Wang Lu's ears. Far away, Wang Lu seemed to hear the sound of an arrow piercing his flesh. Immediately, a Red River wild boar grunted twice and fell to the ground.

When he turned around, he saw that the bow in Kharafa's hand had just been lowered, which made Wang Lu dumbfounded.

"Boss, the use of bows and arrows is a tradition of the Maasai people. They rely on spears and bows for hunting on the prairie. This is almost a skill engraved in their bones, so don't be too surprised."

Parker also gave an explanation at the right time, but the look of surprise in Wang Lu's eyes still couldn't be wiped away. There's something about this kid Halafa!

This guy Kharafa is also a little embarrassed, only showing his big white teeth in the dark...
Then Parker and other veterans each pulled the trigger. With a muffled sound, the bullets were fired and immediately killed about twenty Red River wild boars.

Many Red River wild boars made wailing sounds after being hit. They were immediately frightened and panicked, and subconsciously ran away.

But the gap time is enough for the veterans to continuously pull the trigger for burst shooting.

There were dull firing sounds, and almost every shot could kill a Red River boar.

The number of Red River wild boars that were planning to destroy the cornfields suddenly dropped sharply. Only a small number of them escaped into the mountains and forests by luck, and escaped by relying on the cover of the terrain.

When Wang Lu and the others put away their firearms and walked to the open space beside the Dome River, the bodies of the Red River wild boars that had expired were already lying on the ground. Many Red River wild boars were killed with one shot, even those who were breathing. With constant blood loss, it is also the end of the battle.

"Damn, the reproductive power of these guys is really strong. Boss, it looks like we are in trouble again. There are about 40 carcasses of Red River wild boars here. If they are allowed to rot, I'm afraid we will all be affected in the living area. polluted!"

Parker covered his head and said helplessly, but Wang Lu stepped forward, patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Parker, I don't think you need to worry at all. Don't worry. In front of us Chinese people, this is not a trouble at all!"

Are you kidding? If you were a local, you would probably let the carcasses of these Red River wild boars rot. But in front of me, a Chinese foodie, isn’t this just food delivered to your door?
"Old Wei, drag them all back. Brothers are working overtime tonight to get all these wild boar meats out. It looks like we won't be short of meat for a while!"

Wild boar meat is now a rare commodity in China. You can only eat it in some remote mountain villages. After all, this thing is no longer allowed to be hunted casually.

But in Africa, there is no such scruple.

Wang Lu has tasted the meat quality of these Red River wild boars. Apart from the fishy smell, both texture and taste are good. The most important thing is the pure meat aroma, which is really not comparable to those of domestic pigs!

Parker was a little dumbfounded when he heard Wang Lu's words, and tried to dissuade Wang Lu:

"Boss, the meat of these wild boars is too smelly. It's okay to taste it once in a while, but it's not good to eat it in large quantities!"

"Parker, it's time for you to see our Chinese people's ability to cook these special ingredients!" No matter how difficult the ingredients are to handle, when the Chinese people have them in their hands, they will all be arranged for you!

Old Wei was also convinced of this, and he opened his mouth and shouted:
"Brothers, let's get to work. Let's have dinner together tomorrow!"

After saying that, a group of veterans worked together to carry the Red River wild boars, which weighed at least two to three hundred kilograms, back to the living area. Although the temperature in the dry season is not as good as the domestic summer, after all, it remains at more than 20 degrees. , so these Red River wild boars must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise they will go bad.

If you were in the countryside, killing a pig would take at least an hour, even if several people worked together.

But these Red River wild boars have been killed, so there is no resistance at all. All Wang Lu and the others have to do is to collect the available pork. Don't even think about the pig blood, it has already been shed. .

A high-power searchlight was turned on, and an area of ​​about ten meters in radius was suddenly illuminated. As the chef of the ranch, Old Wei held a sharp knife and began to decompose the carcasses of the Red River wild boars.

Except for the limbs and pig heads, all the usable meat from these Red River wild boars was cut off one by one. They were first soaked in water to soak away the blood.

The other veterans, including Wang Lu, were all taking action. At this time, the spices brought by the veterans from China came in handy.

Onion, ginger, spices, and high-quality white wine, Wang Lu even had a whole barrel of home-brewed wild wine brought out, all used to marinate these Red River wild boars.

The marinating of these aniseed ingredients can drive away the unique irritation in these Red River wild boar meats to the greatest extent.

"Boss, there is so much meat that we brothers can't finish it even if we eat it open. Let's make it into dried meat. It will last longer. If you want to eat it, fry it in oil at the right time. Then add some peanuts. Next Drinking is just too much!"

A veteran in the team also put forward his own idea, and Wang Lu immediately nodded in agreement.

The climate conditions of the pasture, both in terms of sunshine and air circulation, are quite suitable for air-drying meat.

Except for the veterans who were responsible for guarding during the day, everyone worked until dawn to finish taking care of about forty Red River wild boars.

The cut wild boar meat is neatly hung on a temporary stand. You don't need to do anything. You just need to wait for the moisture inside to dry naturally, and then it can be stored for a long time.

Some also use the domestic method of making bacon, first marinate it with salt, and then hang it on the fire, with some fruit trees underneath being smoked and roasted all day long. By then, the flavor will be even better, and with the help of salt, the storage time will be longer than simply The jerky is longer.

Anyway, there is no shortage of fruit trees in pastures, and there are plenty of them in the Woulu Mountains.

I just don't know if the flavor of bacon smoked from the fruit trees produced by these tropical fruit trees will be different from that in China. Wang Lu is also looking forward to it.

"Damn it, if there are more of these Red River wild boars, I will consider setting up a small bacon processing factory in the pasture. Then, whether it is digested internally or given away, it seems to be a good choice!"

Thinking about it this way, those Red River wild boars don't seem so hateful in Wang Lu's eyes anymore...
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