If it were right after he transmigrated, he would have been pacing anxiously in the room.
But now.
Su Wei turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Instead of worrying about useless things, let's fill our stomachs first.
Place the frying pan on the stove.
A few thick slices of bacon were tossed in.
As the oil slowly seeped out, the meat slices began to curl, releasing a rich, smoky aroma.
Su Wei then cracked three more eggs into the mixture.
The egg whites quickly bubbled in the oil, and the edges turned golden brown and crispy.
He then took out the half-pot of leftover cold rice from the cupboard and poured it directly into the pot to stir-fry.
This meal wasn't particularly special; it was mainly high in calories.
In extremely cold environments, heat is life.
As long as you consume enough calories, your body can continuously generate heat like a furnace to resist the harsh cold outside.
Conversely, hunger can cause a person to lose body temperature several times faster.
A few minutes later.
Su Wei sat down at the table, carrying a large plate of bacon and egg fried rice.
He ate heartily.
The warmth of the food traveled down my esophagus, dispelling the chill that had seeped into my bones from working outside.
As he ate, he mentally assessed the current situation.
The roads are already blocked by heavy snow.
But now the sky has finally cleared up.
Perhaps this blizzard has finally stopped?
If that's the case, then that's really good news.
But the problem remains unresolved; when will the snow removal team be able to clear the snow from the road leading here?
That's the real problem.
The food stored at home, plus yesterday's ice fishing catch.
At least it will ensure he doesn't starve.
The key issue is the debt.
Bank interest rates don't stop just because of a blizzard.
He hadn't forgotten that he still owed the bank $160,000.
I still need to pay back 30,000 this month.
But right now, he only has 15,000.
Half is still needed.
Su Wei swallowed a mouthful of fried rice and turned his gaze back to the window.
That's in the southeast direction.
Last night's blizzard left a deep impression on him, imprinting those dark figures on his mind.
Roosevelt deer.
One of the largest deer species in North America.
The lead stag's antlers probably spanned over 1.5 meters, and it certainly weighed over 800 pounds.
In this parallel world of Alaska, high-quality wild game commands high prices on the black market.
That's not a deer.
That's a walking $50,000.
It's an opportunity for him to pay off most of his debts and redeem ownership of this land.
and.
Such a large herd of deer couldn't simply disappear into thin air.
After heavy snow closes the mountain passes, they will definitely find a place that can block the wind and has shrubs or tree bark to gnaw on to spend the winter.
That U-Shaped Valley.
Su Wei slowed down his chewing.
They went in that direction last night.
The terrain there is low-lying, with high rock walls on both sides to block the wind, and the valley floor is likely covered with willows and alder trees.
That's a natural shelter from the wind.
As long as they are still there.
Su Wei put down the spoon, took out a tissue, and wiped her mouth.
The plate is empty.
[Ding! You have enjoyed a high-calorie bacon and egg fried rice]
[Successfully prepared a delicious bacon fried rice meal, Life Module Experience +9]
[ Life Module lv2 (168/300)]
[Gain temporary buff: Satiation (Medium)]
[Stamina recovery speed slightly improved; cold resistance slightly improved.]
Su Wei stood up and threw the plate into the sink.
Let's go take a look.
I have to go see it.
Even if we don't take action today, we still need to confirm their location.
In this kind of awful weather, the deer's range is limited, and once their location is pinpointed, they're trapped like turtles in a barrel.
But this trip wasn't easy.
The snow was too deep.
Even when wearing snow boots, your feet will sink up to your upper thighs when you step on them.
If you step into a snow-covered hole or tree pit, you could easily twist your ankle.
In the wilderness, a person with a broken leg is essentially dead.
Su Wei walked down to the storage room at the bottom of the stairs.
He rummaged around for a while and pulled out a pair of somewhat old aluminum alloy frame snowshoes.
This thing looks bulky, like a giant tennis racket, but it's essential for walking in deep snow, preventing people from sinking in.
Check the straps.
The nylon buckle is a bit old, but it's still quite sturdy.
Su Wei sat on a small stool by the door and began to put on his gear.
First, the insulation layer.
Fleece jacket, down vest.
I put on that dark green hard-shell windproof jacket over it; it's windproof and waterproof.
The pants were thick ski pants with the cuffs tied tight, and snow gaiters were put on to prevent snow from getting into the boots.
Finally, hats and goggles.
Fully armed, Su Wei only showed half of his face.
He walked to the wall.
He took down the well-maintained Browning rifle.
The gun sling was slung over his shoulder, and the gun was slung diagonally across his chest.
The heavy rifle made him feel a little more at ease.
The hunting knife at his waist.
The backpack contained rope, a fire starter, and a first-aid kit.
Everything has been checked.
"Huh?"
At that moment, the Cotton Candy, who had been lying on the carpet, seemed to sense something.