Wild Boar Meat Smelled So Good

By then, the aroma of wild boar meat was already wafting everywhere. The brothers Ermao and Sanmao had worked fast: in the blink of an eye, they had slaughtered the boar and put it on to cook.

It really was as the saying went: "If you're not eager to eat, there's something wrong with your head." Clearly, Ermao and Sanmao were very eager to eat.

With a cry of "Time to eat!" Ermao brought a basin of mouthwatering wild boar meat to the table. Of course, there was also a basin of cassava porridge.

Speaking of cassava, the people who ate the most of it were in African countries. Many rural people in Africa ate cassava as their staple food.

Truth be told, Zhou Yao had never tasted cassava in his life. This was his first time, and he was looking forward to it.

"Damao, Ermao, Sanmao, get a big bowl and set aside a generous serving of wild boar meat for Auntie, your mother. You can take it back to her when you go home later, so she can have a taste too," Zhou Yao said.

"Okay... okay... thanks, Brother Zhou, thank you!!!" Damao, the eldest, replied with a smile.

"Brothers, what are you looking at me for? Dig in!"

As soon as Zhou Yao finished speaking, Sanmao moved fastest. He snatched a piece of meat from the basin and shoved it into his mouth, then shouted, "Whoa... smells amazing... delicious... delicious..."

Then Damao and Ermao each grabbed a piece of meat from the basin and hurriedly shoved it into their mouths too. "Mm, mm, mm... delicious... delicious..."

Watching the three brothers eat, Zhou Yao thought they looked like starved ghosts reborn, as though they hadn't eaten meat in lifetimes, in decades. All three had their mouths stuffed full of meat, and grease ran from the corners of their mouths, soaking the clothes over their chests.

After two consecutive years of drought in the Great Zhou State, far too many people couldn't get enough to eat, and quite a few had starved to death.

Fortunately, the village where Zhou Yao lived, called Happiness Village, backed onto deep mountains where there was a great deal of cassava. The villagers thus had something to eat, and no one had starved to death.

But the two years of drought had also left the fields unable to grow even vegetables, let alone provide meat. Many ordinary people had forgotten what meat tasted like.

But people from many surrounding villages had heard that there was cassava in the deep mountains behind Happiness Village that could fill their stomachs, and people from villages farther away had also come to dig for it in those mountains?

As a result, cassava could no longer be found in those deep mountains; it was very hard to dig any up. Far too many villagers were now going hungry, so they sought out and ate anything edible.

Zhou Yao tasted the cassava porridge. It was all right. In later times, eating it would definitely have scraped the fat out of one's belly. For people looking to slim down, it was genuinely good.

Mm... this wild boar meat really is fragrant and delicious. It was simply boiled in water with a little salt, yet it came out genuinely delicious. Maybe it's because wild boar meat is all-natural and unpolluted.

The three brothers, Damao, Ermao, and Sanmao, ate with gusto, but the ones enjoying themselves most were the two dogs Zhou Yao was feeding. The fragrant wild boar bones had them gnawing and crunching away.

Before long, the whole big basin of wild boar meat had been polished off. Of course, Damao and his brothers had eaten most of it.

Zhou Yao had eaten only about a jin of meat and had more cassava porridge.

If the three brothers hadn't been so close to Zhou Yao, they wouldn't have gotten any meat either. Although all three had trades, business had been poor these past two years, and the little they earned was truly a cup of water on a burning cartload of firewood.

Not to mention that before long, all three brothers would be taking wives. With so many extra mouths to feed, the pressure was mountain-high. How could they not be frugal?!