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Back to the Eighties: Mountain Foraging is Also a Way of Life

Back to the Eighties: Mountain Foraging is Also a Way of Life

Chapter 836: One of the Finest Delicacies

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So, after finishing the sesame salt, Wang Li sat down next to Wang An, and the two of them stared intently at the roasting suckling pig.

It must be said that at this moment, the movements and expressions of the two young brothers were uncannily synchronized; even the frequency of their swallowing was nearly identical.

Of course, during this time, they continuously added new branches to the fire to keep it burning vigorously.

And so, while the two brothers drooled an unknown amount, over an hour passed.

The exterior of the suckling pig had completely turned a brownish-red.

Furthermore, because it had been roasted continuously, the little wild boar had shrunk quite a bit.

Clearly, this roast suckling pig was done.

However, because no oil had been brushed on, the outer skin didn't look glossy.

And because it had been smeared with thick bean paste, the overall appearance of the roast pig was just mediocre.

Of course, this was completely irrelevant, as it didn't hinder the taste in the slightest.

Seeing this, Wang An called out to Wang Li

"Quick, go snap some branches to prop it up. We're about to eat, hahahaha!"

Wang Li happily agreed and headed into the woods to snap some branches.

After Wang Li left, Wang An didn't stay idle. He turned around and poured two full bowls of the liquor Wang Li had brought, then peeled a head of garlic and set it aside.

By the time Wang An finished peeling the garlic, Wang Li had returned carrying a pile of branches.

Only then was the roast suckling pig, which they had longed for for over two hours, hauled out from between the two fires by Wang An.

Immediately after, the roast pig was tossed onto the branches.

Before they could even drink the liquor, the two front legs of the pig were torn off by the two of them, one on the left and one on the right.

Unable to wait, they took a bite.

Wang Li let out a series of hisses and gasps, saying

"Holy shit, hiss... this taste, hiss... it's fucking delicious!"

Wang Li felt this way, and Wang An felt the same.

So, Wang An also hissed and gasped

"Yeah, hiss... this roasted meat, holy shit, it's absolutely superb, hiss... why am I, your Fourth Brother, so talented? Hiss-ha... it's fucking hot!"

Hearing this, Wang Li gave a thumbs-up and said

"Yeah, Fourth Brother, this roast suckling pig you made is too badass. It's incredibly tasty, incredibly fragrant."

Upon hearing this, Wang An immediately burst into loud laughter, "Hahahaha..."

It must be said that this feeling of being recognized was actually quite satisfying.

But whether he was recognized or not, Wang An felt that this roast suckling pig he made could absolutely be called one of the most supreme delicacies.

Actually, the appeal of suckling pig is the tenderness of the meat. If it were stewed, as they had done at noon, it would already be very delicious.

Now, paired with the seasoning Wang An had concocted, all the aromas of the suckling pig meat were fully unleashed.

Even someone like Wang An, who had tasted all sorts of delicacies in his previous life, found this roast suckling pig astonishingly delicious, which showed just how tasty it was.

After a few bites of the most primitive flavor, Wang An picked up the peeled garlic cloves.

One bite of meat, one bite of garlic; the fragrance instantly increased significantly.

"Eating meat without garlic is missing half the flavor"—this was absolutely a golden rule.

At least for people from the Northeast, it was a statement of absolute truth.

Only after a whole front leg was finished did Wang An pick up his cup and slowly clink it with Wang Li—or rather, clink their liquor bowls.

As a mouthful of white liquor went down, the alcohol stimulated the flavors in his stomach to surge back up through his throat and fill his mouth. This feeling was simply heavenly.

Next, Wang An began eating the meat dipped in sesame salt, and another fragrance, completely different from before, once again filled his mouth.

It had to be said that the combination of the roasted meat's aroma and the sesame salt's fragrance further elevated the taste of the roast suckling pig.

Wang Li naturally followed suit, eating exactly as Wang An did, while phrases like "holy shit," "badass," and "absolutely superb" continued to pour from his mouth.

Clearly, this roast suckling pig meal had truly sent Wang Li into a state of bliss.

Of course, Wang An also felt quite great.

However, the strangest thing was that the dogs didn't seem to like such delicious food.

Wang An noticed that as soon as he started roasting the little wild boar, the dogs had kept their distance.

Even when Wang An tore off a piece of meat for them, the dogs didn't even sniff it; they simply turned their heads away, appearing completely uninterested in the roasted meat.

Wang An guessed that the dogs wouldn't eat it partly because they had eaten too much meat in the morning and weren't hungry.

On the other hand, dogs hate spicy flavors, especially the smell of roasted chili powder.

Of course, it was better that they didn't eat it; otherwise, if twelve dogs were eating the roast suckling pig, there definitely wouldn't be enough to go around.

And so, while the two brothers ate, drank, and chatted, it was already dark by the time they finished this dinner consisting solely of roast suckling pig.

Yet, given their massive appetites, a small portion of the roast pig remained—about one-third of the whole thing.

Just as he wiped his lips, Wang Li asked impatiently

"Fourth Brother, when can we eat this roast suckling pig again? This stuff is too fragrant; I can't get enough of it."

Wang An said with a smile

"Whether we eat this again depends on luck. Let's see if we can catch another little striped boar when it's our turn for duty the day after tomorrow, hahahaha!"

He hadn't expected that this whim of a roast suckling pig meal would make Wang Li crave it.

Hearing this, Wang Li said with a hesitant look

"If all else fails, I could bring one from home, but I'm afraid my mother wouldn't let me."

The reason Wang Li said this was that the little wild boars they had caught a while back were already able to forage on their own, so Wang Li's family had taken ten of them.

Wang An gave Wang Li an annoyed look and said

"Eating is eating, isn't it? Does it have to be roast suckling pig? When we come the day after tomorrow, we'll both bring slingshots. Hunting a few squirrels to eat is the same thing."

Hearing this, Wang Li's eyes lit up

"That's true! Grey squirrels are tasty too. If they're roasted this way, they'll definitely be even better than the little striped boars, hehehehe..."

Wang An laughed

"Exactly. When I was preparing the striped boar, I saw quite a few loaches in the little ditch by the field. I threw the pig offal in there, so next time we'll scoop up some loaches to eat. That'll be incredibly fragrant."

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Wang Li's head began nodding like a pestle.

(End of Chapter)

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