According to Mr. Chen, the most valuable antlers and sinews of the two deer have been processed.

The two deer whips hanging on the wall have almost dried in the sun and are just waiting to be soaked in wine with the tiger whips and bones beside them.

As for venison, it is actually mainly for big heads.

Venison is not easy to handle. It has a fishy smell and the taste is not very good.

If you don't have enough patience and experience, the meat will become very chewy, so chewy it will bite your teeth.

So Mr. Chen switched to using low heat to remove the brine.

This is to ensure the delicate taste of venison and remove the earthy smell from the meat.

As for the deerskin, Mr. Chen sewed it into a small cotton-padded jacket and draped it around his body.

A complete piece of tiger skin is spread out on a wooden frame and left to cool. After drying in the shade, the fascia inside is torn off to make a tiger skin nest for the police chief.

These two red pepper skewers are hung on the stove, which looks particularly festive from a distance.

"Master, the Chinese New Year will be here in two months!"

Mr. Chen stepped forward and sat on a chair beside him, admiring the stove courtyard in front of him, his smile becoming more and more down-to-earth.

"There's still more than a month left, maybe two months!"

Ding Xiaoyi counted the time. It is now December and January will soon be here. According to the lunar calendar, the New Year will not be celebrated until the end of February in the solar calendar.

Speaking of which, celebrating the New Year is a unique custom of the Xia people.

However, with the passage of time and the reorganization of human civilization, this custom has replaced the unique festivals of other ethnic groups and become the most important festival.

If you can sit at a big round table with all your relatives and friends and have a hot reunion dinner, that would be the greatest happiness.

At this point, it has to be said that although the Xia people have lost many cultural traditions.

But the powerful assimilation ability is still subtly absorbing and assimilating people of different races into it without even realizing it.

Mr. Chen nodded and said nothing more.

But Ding Xiaoyi always felt that there was something hidden in Mr. Chen's heart that he hadn't said yet.

It seems to have something to do with the Chinese New Year.

But since Mr. Chen doesn't speak, he doesn't intend to ask. If necessary, I believe Mr. Chen will tell him naturally.

After standing up and patting Meatball's head, he quickly walked into the temporary wooden shed nearby.

In front of me, I saw parts scattered neatly on the ground.

The frame on the side is like a hollowed-out corpse, hanging quietly there.
Chapter completed!