American Landowner: Starting with Hunting in Alaska
Chapter 435

America's Landlord: Starting with Hunting in Alaska

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He plans to finish filming first, and then enjoy some entertainment.

The fuselage was cold, with a thin layer of frost on its metal exterior.

Because it was stored close to the body, the temperature of the low-temperature, high-rate battery was still within the normal operating range.

Insert it into the slot, press the power button, and the LCD screen lights up.

The carbon fiber legs of the tripod couldn't stay stable in powder snow.

Su Wei stomped his boots three times on the snow to create a solid platform, then inserted the tripod's spikes into it.

Even after tightening the gimbal lock with my palm, the camera body remained completely still.

He pulled a Sennheiser gun-style directional microphone from the side pocket of his saddlebag and screwed on his hot boot.

The windproof hood was put on in advance, and the gray fluff fluttered slightly in the wind.

The passive effect of [ Nimble Hands ] operates in the background.

The composition of the scene in the viewfinder quickly took shape in my mind.

The foreground is a small patch of untouched powder snow, the middle ground is set on the figures, and the background is the ridgeline of Pyramid Mountain cut by clouds.

Stop down to F4.

The depth of field perfectly covers the mid-ground area, with a soft blurring effect in both the foreground and background.

When the record button is pressed, the red indicator light illuminates.

Su Wei turned around and walked to the camel pack, taking out the pack of self-heating heat packs from the insulation layer.

The aluminum foil packaging reflected a cold light in front of the lens.

He did not give any introduction to the camera.

Pinch the tear at the top of the packaging with two fingers and apply force with your wrist.

The crisp, clean sound of the aluminum foil being torn was perfectly captured by the directional microphone across the vast snowfield.

The heat pack slid out of the packaging.

When the dark gray non-woven fabric surface comes into contact with air, an exothermic oxidation reaction is initiated. A wisp of extremely thin white hot air rises from the edge of the patch, standing out clearly against the background of sub-zero temperatures.

"Come over."

Su Wei gestured with his chin toward Emily.

Emily walked over and stood directly in front of him.

She glanced down at the thermal pads in Su Wei's hand, then unzipped the inner lining of her winter coat herself.

The zipper teeth parted, revealing a light gray, moisture-wicking, quick-drying layer underneath.

Su Wei held a heat pack in her left hand and placed it below her ribs on her side.

That area is one of the regions where core body heat is lost most rapidly, and it has a high density of large blood vessels.

Three seconds after applying it, the heat begins to spread to the center of the torso.

Emily's shoulders hunched slightly.

The heat from the heat pack was released too quickly and too concentratedly, and when it hit her cold skin, the temperature difference made her gasp.

She glanced down at where the sticker had been placed.

She looked up and smiled. Not in a camera-sounding way, but because she genuinely felt warm.

Her profile was directly facing the low-angle sunlight.

The scattered light reflected from the powdery snow shone up from below, filling in all the shadows on the face.

Golden strands of hair slipped out from the edge of the beanie and were blown across her cheeks by the wind.

Su Wei zipped up her inner lining and took a step back.

This shot, from tearing open the packaging to completing the sealing, lasts a total of eleven seconds.

There were no lines of dialogue, nor any deliberate product demonstrations.

The brand logo of the heat pack appears naturally in the picture the moment the aluminum foil is torn off, lingering for less than two seconds.

Forty thousand US dollars, all for those two seconds.

But those two seconds, embedded in the entire video, are more valuable than any thirty seconds of hardcore commentary.

Su Wei walked back behind the tripod and glanced down at the monitor playback.

Composition, lighting, and rhythm—all met the standards.

He paused the recording and began preparing materials for the second commercial order.

He took out a portable pour-over coffee maker from the shockproof compartment at the bottom of the sack.

The set includes a folding stainless steel stand, a conical glass filter, a bag of pre-ground coffee beans, and a double-walled vacuum insulated flask.

The thermos contained boiling water that we filled in the cabin before setting off.

A thin layer of frost had formed on the outside of the kettle, but as soon as the lid was unscrewed, a thick stream of steam rushed out.

The water temperature is still above 85 degrees Celsius.

Su Wei unfolded the stainless steel bracket and inserted it into the snow.

The filter cup is placed on top of the stand, and inside is a pre-folded white filter paper.

He tore open the sealed bag of coffee beans, and poured the dark brown powder into the filter cup.

He adjusted the directional microphone to its narrowest range.

Align the spout of the thermos with the center of the filter cup.

The first drop of hot water was poured on.

The coffee grounds expanded violently, releasing a large amount of carbon dioxide.

Tiny air bubbles rise and burst on the surface of the powder layer, producing an extremely faint crackling sound.

The sound was perfectly captured on the vast, empty snowfield.

The steaming process ends in 30 seconds.

Su Wei began pouring water. The spout drew steady little circles, and the water flowed evenly, soaking every layer of coffee grounds.

Amber-colored liquid drips from the bottom of the filter cup into the titanium alloy travel cup below.

The rising white water vapor quickly condensed in the sub-zero air, forming a dense fog.

The mist was stretched into long strips by the mountain wind and drifted toward the distant mountain ridgeline.

In the image, the foreground features pour-over equipment and slowly dripping coffee, the midground shows the silhouette of Su Wei in half profile, and the background shows the Pyramid Mountain with its edges blurred by mist.

A lens costing $60,000.

Su Wei finished filling the thermos with the last round of water and put it down.

I picked up the travel mug, and the water droplets that had condensed on the glass slid down my fingers.

The aroma of coffee, mixed with the crisp air of high-altitude fir trees, filled my nostrils.

A small pink nose suddenly popped out from the gap in the zipper of the temperature-controlled compartment on the chest.

The Cotton Candy's nose twitched rapidly, catching the steam from the coffee.

It poked half its head out from a three-centimeter gap, its round blue eyes squinting and blinking from the steam.

A drop of water clung to the white downy fur, hanging precariously from the tip of its ear.

Su Wei glanced down at it.

I didn't put it back.

The FX3's camera faithfully captured this scene: a chubby white fox cub emerged from the chest of a wilderness hunter in a black windbreaker, tilting its head and looking dazed at the steam from hot coffee.

Su Wei handed the second cup of coffee to Emily.

She held the cup in both hands, her ten fingers interlaced tightly. Her fingertips were reddened by the residual heat of the metal cup.

She brought the cup close to her face and took a deep breath. The steam hit her face, and a fine mist immediately formed on her eyelashes.

"This cup of coffee is worth twenty thousand US dollars."

Su Wei stood beside her, holding her own cup.

"Should I sip it slowly?"

"Whatever, the money's going into my account anyway."

Emily rolled her eyes and tilted her head back to take a big gulp.

The scalding liquid flowed down the esophagus into the stomach.

A few lines of pale gold virtual characters flashed in the lower right corner of Su Wei's field of vision.

[ Simple Dietary Supplementation have been triggered.]

[Current beverage provides a minor temporary boost: Core Thermoregulation. Within four hours of consumption, the efficiency of body surface temperature loss is reduced by 12%, and the frostbite threshold for fingers and toes is reduced by 8°C.]

After Su Wei finished the last sip, he turned the empty glass upside down on the stand to drain.

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