Chapter 312
After Wang An returned home, the two little sisters flew toward Wang An.
Before they even ran to Wang An, Wang Xiaoli shouted: "Big brother, how many sparrows did you hunt?"
Wang An put the flour bag on the ground, squatted down with a smile, and stretched out his arms, and the two little sisters threw themselves into Wang An's arms.
After each kissed Wang An, Wang An let go of the two little sisters, then took the flour bag, and said to the two little sisters with a smile:
"Look, I hunted this many, let's go, big brother will go roast sparrows for you to eat."
The two little sisters heard this, followed behind Wang An, and shouted happily: "Roasting sparrows, haha."
The whole family looked at the two little girls and showed smiles.
It is noon now, so the stove is burning, and sparrows cannot be roasted with open fire, because sparrows roasted this way will have a smoky taste.
However, this problem couldn't stump Wang An at all.
He saw Wang An casually take the fire basin to the stove, then poked the fire poker into the stove, pushed it left and right, and pushed the burning wood to the two sides.
Immediately following, Wang An picked up the fire shovel next to the stove, shoveled into the stove, and shoveled out a shovel of charcoal fire, as well as the ash left in the stove after burning fire in the morning.
Then he put this mixture of charcoal fire and ash into the fire basin.
After shoveling two shovels of the mixture, Wang An took out a few dead sparrows from the flour bag and laid them flat on the mixture.
After laying the sparrows, he continued to shovel the charcoal ash mixture to cover the sparrows, and after shoveling, laid a few sparrows flat on top.
Just like that, Wang An buried a total of 30 sparrows in the fire basin.
In fact, Wang An wanted to bury all the sparrows, but the fire basin was full.
Wang An looked at the fire basin full of charcoal fire in front of him, and while waiting for the sparrows to roast, his thoughts began to fly.
In the Northeast of this era, every family has a fire basin; this fire basin is actually a mud basin, a very thick mud basin, made of rice soup and mud mixed with pig hair.
The fire basin is actually equivalent to a stove, usually used to hold charcoal fire and put on the kang, which will make the room warmer.
Of course, the role of this fire basin is also very big; when hungry, roast a potato or sweet potato, bury it inside, and you can wait to eat.
Or heat a bun or a big pancake, also bury it inside, and it's done; when eating, the outside of the whole bun or big pancake is all burnt crust.
And this layer of burnt crust is the real essence; with this heat, break a piece and put it in your mouth.
Oh my god! That taste is really incurable, simply incomparable, a serious delicacy in the world.
Besides these, using the fire basin to roast walnuts or hazelnuts is also seriously quite good, and the whole room is full of fragrance.
There is also roasting hawthorn or roasting garlic to eat; in fact, many people don't know that hawthorn can be roasted and eaten.
The taste of this hawthorn roasted, it is really... just two words can describe it, perfect!
Seeing Wang An bury the sparrows, the two little sisters gathered around and squatted by the fire basin, all eyes shining, staring at the fire basin, that kind of urgency, as if they were going to swallow the fire basin alive.
One must know that although sparrows are delicious, this creature is actually not very easy to catch in this era.
At this time, there is no such thing as a sticky net specially used for catching birds that will appear in a few years; besides using a slingshot, there is no good method.
Even if using a basket to cover or using a clip to clip, the harvest is very few, because the sparrow, this creature, is not stupid, and it is also very smart.
Wang An knows another method of catching sparrows, but lacks a key household appliance, which is a flashlight.
At night, use a flashlight to shine on the eaves, haystacks, or wood piles; as long as there are sparrows, they basically can't run.
If it weren't for the fact that buying a flashlight requires industrial coupons, Wang An would have brought a flashlight home long ago, and wouldn't have to carry a horse lamp when going outside at night.
1 minute later, little sister Wang Xiaoli asked: "Big brother, are the sparrows roasted?"
Wang An was interrupted and smiled helplessly: "Just buried, how can it be so fast?"
Wang Xiaoli didn't raise her head and said "Hmm," and continued to stare at the fire basin.
After another minute, Wang Xiaomei asked: "Big brother, are these sparrows roasted?"
Wang An looked at his watch and answered casually: "Wait another 10 minutes and it will be roasted, okay."
Normally, this kind of charcoal fire roasted sparrow is roasted in about 15 minutes. It's just that children have no concept of time, so less than 1 minute later, Wang Xiaoli asked again.
After Wang An answered, Wang Xiaomei asked...
In short, these two little girls were like they had discussed it, you ask after I ask, and never would one person ask twice.
Wang An could only patiently answer the two sisters again and again.
Finally, under the gaze of Wang An and the two sisters, a total of six eyes, the sparrows were roasted.
Wang An finally didn't have to say again and again how much longer to wait.
Wang An turned the fire basin directly upside down at the stove door, and then used the fire poker to push the burnt sparrows out of the charcoal fire.
Then he used the fire poker to lightly hit the sparrows one by one, and started the feeding work for the two sisters.
Roasted sparrows are quite easy to peel; one pull is a big piece of black skin.
And after the sparrow is roasted, the beak is basically gone, so the head can also be eaten, even the bones can be chewed together, very delicious.
As for the internal organs, except for the intestines and gizzard, the rest can be eaten; the bitter gall is too small, and it is not easy to distinguish after roasting, so throwing it into the mouth with the liver basically has no bitter taste.
Wang An peeled one after another; although the two little girls were very greedy, they were very sensible. After feeding Wang Dazhu and his wife and big brother and sister-in-law one each, they put the sparrow meat into their mouths.
After chewing, the two little girls instantly showed happy smiles.
Wang An looked at the little expressions of the two sisters and suddenly thought of the second day after he was reborn, when the two sisters ate pork, they also had the same expression as this time.
Sparrows, this creature, are delicious, but they are really too small.
So, after eating all the roasted sparrows, the two little girls were still not satisfied.
In fact, Wang An and his wife and Wang Dazhu and his wife each only ate one.
That is to say, the two little girls each ate 13 roasted sparrows.
But let alone being full, the two little girls didn't eat enough.
Just when Wang An wanted to continue roasting sparrows, Liu Guilan spoke: "Don't roast those sparrows, wait until Xiao Yi comes back from school to eat."
Wang An was stunned upon hearing this; he, as a big brother, was seriously a bit poor, actually forgetting his younger brother.
Damn it, day after day!
After lunch, Wang An, who had nothing to do, made two more slingshots, and then maintained all the guns in the house.
But this 56-semi gun, because when maintaining, it needs to disassemble all the parts on the gun.
So after maintenance, it needs to be re-calibrated, otherwise there will be a problem of not hitting accurately.
So, Wang An carried 3 56-semis on his back, took a slingshot and a big handful of mud pellets, and walked toward the surroundings of the village.
Before going out, Wang An also casually loaded a flour bag.
Because calibrating the gun must be done by firing, if he fires in the village, Wang An is afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.
Arriving at a place about 2 li away from the village, Wang An stopped, because the normal propagation distance of the gunshot is about 400 meters.
2 li is a full thousand meters, the gunshot certainly won't reach the village.
Calibrating the gun is a very simple matter for Wang An, nothing more than making the gun achieve three points in one line.
Aiming at a point on a big tree, fire a shot after aiming, and then adjust it bit by bit; as long as three points in one line are achieved, the gun is calibrated.
After calibrating the gun, Wang An carried the guns crosswise on his back and started using the slingshot again.
However, it is much better here than near the village, because there are squirrels here.
So after a "Whoosh," "Whoosh," "Whoosh" sound, Wang An not only killed quite a few sparrows but also killed 4 squirrels.
Wang An, who was happy, was continuing to look for small animals in the trees when he suddenly smelled a stinky smell.
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