"It smells so good." Qiqi sucked her little nose and looked at the goat-sized animal in front of her. Its front legs were covered with condoms and kept jumping on the snow, with fear in her big eyes.

"Of course, the deer can exude the fragrance. I know if musk is produced by this kind of thing." A sharp short knife appeared in Wang Sanpao's hand: "Dashan will send you here, and I will send you back."

He jumped over and put the deer down, wiped the short knife at its neck, and killed immediately as long as the blood vessels were cut off.

Two little arms suddenly appeared on Xiangdie's neck: "Grandpa Third, you can't kill him."

Wang Sanpao was very anxious. He had heard the fat man's shout just now. He knew that the fat man had this problem and was able to raise wild animals, so he quickly started. He didn't expect that there was something more difficult to deal with.

"Uncle Sanpao, you really use a knife." The fat man finally ran over, with snow foam on his forehead. Seeing Qiqi step forward at the critical moment, he finally felt relieved.

Wang Sanpao angrily inserted the knife into his legs, and the felt boots were directly worn with a scabbard, commonly known as the leg plug.

The fat man then looked at the deer in front of him with great enthusiasm. He looked a bit like a deer, but had no horns, brown hair, and light-colored dots on his back, but not as obvious as the sika deer.

What's more funny is that its lips seem to be missing from the front, with its teeth exposed, which is a bit like baring and looking funny.

Qiqi's little hand stroked its neck, and the deer gradually stabilized. She kept urging her head in Qiqi's arms, looking like she was frightened by grievances and frightened, and she saw her relatives.

"Call you like Xiangxiang." Qiqi patted Xianglang's forehead.

"Haha, it's a male, but you got it this name?" The fat man questioned this feminine name.

"Hmph, Ignore you - Xiangxiang benevolent." In the eyes of the little loli, both male and female are equal.

"Fatty, are you still going to raise this?" Wang Sanpao was still a little unwilling to give up. If he took out the sachet and could sell it for a good price, it would be rare in the mountains in recent years.

"Of course, raise it." Fatty and Qiqiyi spoke in unison, but the two have different purposes. Qiqi is to raise it and play, while Fatty has ulterior motives.

"I'm going to keep it for musk." The fat man had already planned it.

"Then you don't have to keep it, I'll take it for you right now." Wang Sanpao pulled out his leg again. He only knew that he would do things according to the rules of the mountains, and the ones who sent him the trap were all his prey.

The fat man waved his hands repeatedly: "Uncle San, you don't have to slaughter the deer."

"How can I cut the sachet if I don't kill it? The rules passed down in my old age have always been like this." Wang Sanpao looked at the fat man with a little contempt: Don't mess around with the layman.

The fat man also understood a little. Thirty years later, there were few wild deer deer, mostly artificially breeding, and many methods of live musk harvesting fragrance can be recycled, but Wang Sanpao naturally did not know these methods.

"Uncle San, I'll sell this deer to me, I have my own way." The fat man also decided to keep it aside.

Wang Sanpao rolled his eyes: "What are you selling? When you cut the deer antler next year, you'll be able to change some deer antlers."

"You can't cut the horns of the deer." Qiqi protested.

The fat man scratched his head: "You can't bear to let go of anything. Grandpa San must kill this deer. Anyway, the deer antler will grow even if it is cut off."

This trick is really good to avoid the heavy and light, so Qiqi pouted and agreed. Wang Sanpao tied the rope around Xiangdie's neck and asked the fat man to lead it back.

When Qiqi saw that Xiangdie's front leg was bleeding from the condom, she made a rational suggestion, asking the fat man to hold Xiangdie and she comforted her.

Thinking about making money by pointing at this deer in the future, the fat man agreed happily. On the contrary, the deer didn't catch a cold and struggled several times, which was very unworthy of the fat man.

Fortunately, Xiao Qiqi was coaxing her, so she returned to the wooden house safely and applied medicinal wine to Xiangdie's legs. Qiqi searched for a long time, and finally made a felt and carefully wrapped Xiangdie on the wound.

The fat man watched Wang Sanpao peel the snow rabbit's skin, then rolled the furry rabbit's skin into a small tube, and carried the pink rabbit meat into the house. Seeing that the deer's legs were bandaged, the fat man couldn't help but praise: "Qiqi is really loving."

Qiqi raised her little face: "Of course."

After twitching his nose twice, the fat man couldn't help but say a very fragrant smell: "Uncle Sanpao, I think it's good to raise a deer in the house. It's purely natural, much better than those incense, perfume, etc."

Wang Sanpao yelled: "Then try it. Musk must be processed before it can be used as a spice. You smell the fragrance now, and after a long time, there will be a smell of urine, so you have to take this guy out at night, otherwise it will be fuming."

"What should I do if I'm frozen?" Qiqi immediately protested.

"It's just wild animals, they all come and go to the ice, so how can you be afraid of the cold? Besides, didn't you wrap all the wounds on it - I said fat, this felt strip looks familiar."

The fat man suddenly woke up and ran into the house to see his felt hat, which had been cut in a mess.

That night, Wang Sanpao cut the rabbit into a 50% ripe, then set up a wooden steak at the door, hung the rabbit on the fire, and threw two pieces of pine bark into the fire from time to time.

The fat man and Qiqi squatted one, watching the rabbit meat gradually turn golden and the fragrance becomes stronger and stronger, and the big ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones, ones.

Wang Sanpao sprinkled salt noodles three times in total, and then shouted happily: "Okay."

The three of them rushed into the house and sat around them. Qiqi didn't care about the hotness, so she tear off one of her hind legs first and started chewing.

The fat man tore off a rabbit meat, which was as white as snow, wrapped in a layer of golden yellow, and put it in his mouth. A faint fireworks mixed with the fragrance of rosin. It really had a unique feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but pick up his finger and praise him.

"Where is the wine!" Wang Sanpaoli asked the fat man for wine with confidence.

The fat man quickly opened the bag, took out a bottle from the wooden box, and a large bowl everywhere. Wang Sanpao took a sip, then wiped his mouth: "Fat man, your bag is quite good."

"Just this bottle, save some drink."

"Just drink it and have a good time." Wang Sanpao took a big sip, then tore a piece of rabbit meat, chewing it soundly.

The next morning, Qiqi was still lying in the bed, and Wang Sanpao went to walk the condom with the fat man. The fat man was not cold with his head bare, but for safety reasons, he locked the door from outside.

The harvest was pretty good, and I had a few snow rabbits. According to Wang Sanpao, if the snow in the head field was heavy, it was most suitable for hunting. If the wild animals suddenly lost food, they had to come out to feed.

However, a condom was bitten off. Wang Sanpao checked it and said it was made by a lynx. This thing was more cunning than a fox, and the condom was not good for them.

Fatty people most hope to get two more scented deer, and then they have development potential. Only male musk deer has sachets, which is their magic weapon to attract the opposite sex. Now the fat people are just one male scented deer and cannot reproduce.

After walking for a while, the sound of a thin dog came from the front. Wang Sanpao ran over and bent down to check. A few drops of bright red blood were dripping on the snow and a mess of hoof prints.

"Is it a wild boar?" The fat man had been in the countryside for several months, and he could still recognize the pig's trotter prints.

"Good boy, I took the clip away, but my clip is strong, so my hooves are probably broken, so I chase you!"
Chapter completed!