Qian Baobao followed Jin Zi into the sheep pen.

There were indeed three adult rams in the sheep pen, and a dead wild boar, three pheasants tied up by straw ropes, a few pheasants with beautiful feathers and tails were males, and the other two were gray and grey, which were very ugly.

"Kill all the samples and make them into bacon, and leave the sheepskin to survive the winter." Jin Zi said.

Qian Baobao agreed, and she turned her head to look at the dead wild boar.

There is a blood hole on the neck of the wild boar, which looks like it was killed by Han Che or Jin Zi biting the trachea on his neck.

"The wild boar has a bad temper and can only kill him and transport him back." Jin Zi said.

Looking at the big fat pig, something suddenly rang out from Qian Baby.

"Let's smoke the sausage? The sausage can also be stored for a long time, and it tastes better than the sausage!"

"Okay baby!"

Although Jin Zi didn't know how the lamb was made, as long as Qian Baobao said he could make it, he would definitely make it.

Jin Zi killed the sheep, and kept the sheep's intestine as Qian Baobao ordered, and quickly cleaned it.

Taking advantage of the time when Jin Zi killed the sheep, Qian Baobao went to the lake to pick some spices.

After chopping the spices, put them into the small intestine of lamb with the chopped pork, and they were made into sausages.

Han Che couldn't help laughing at the pile of black and slightly strange-shaped sausages.

"Hahaha, what's this thing? Why is it the same as feces? I wonder if it tastes the same as feces..."

Before he could finish his words, Qian Baobao kicked him hard.

"You wolf, if you dislike the sausages that look ugly, then don't eat them after they are ready!" Qian Baobao said angrily.

"Okay, if you don't eat, don't eat it. When I see that, I feel it's not delicious at all!" Han Che said.

Jin Zi, who was packing up the sausages, looked up silently at Han Che.

"Han Che, baby said that although this sausage looks a little ugly, it is very fragrant after being cooked and delicious!" Jin Zi said.

After hearing what Jin Zi said, Han Che felt a little regretful about what he said just now.

Jin Zi and Han Che transported the slices of meat and sausages to the kitchen, lit a pile of wet firewood and started bacon.

Bacon is a bit long work and takes a full night of smoke.

Everyone was in a hurry and put enough firewood and slowly smoked it.

As night fell, bursts of black smoke floated in the entire Lion Clan, and almost every household had bursts of black smoke floated out in the yard. Because everyone was busy making bacon.

"Let's go back to sleep! It's so sleepy!" Han Che couldn't help but yawn.

After Jin Zi walked into the kitchen and took a look, he quickly closed the kitchen door.

"Cough cough cough...Cough cough cough..." Jin Zi coughed violently when he was choked by the smoke.

Qian Baobao quickly handed him a glass of water.

He took the water and drank it for a while.

"The firewood is enough, we can go back to bed with confidence!" Jin Zi said.

The weather gradually became colder and it was a little cold at night. The kitchen was burned with firewood. The kang they slept with the stove in the kitchen was connected, so their kang was warm and it was very comfortable to sleep on it.

In the middle of the night, the people of the Lion tribe suddenly smelled a fragrant smell.

The taste was not the simple aroma of pork, but the aroma of meat was mixed with the smell of spices.

The meaty flavor and spices form a mouthwatering scent under the smoked roast.
Chapter completed!