Until I felt a tugging sensation at my trouser leg.
Su Wei paused, almost dropping the washer into the timing chain.
He lowered his head.
Cotton Candy was biting at the hem of his work pants, pulling it back desperately, its big tail dangling on the dusty cement ground.
A soft moan escaped her throat.
Su Wei took out his phone.
19:14.
Five hours have passed since the first screw was unscrewed.
A sudden wave of hunger washed over me, and my stomach cramped.
"Sorry for the delay."
Su Wei bent down and rubbed the fox's head with his oily fingers.
Cotton Candy snorted in disgust, didn't dodge, but just banged the empty box next to her on the ground with a loud clang.
Since the client has protested, the project is suspended.
Su Wei didn't leave.
He plugged the air inlet with clean cotton yarn, wiped all the tools clean, and hung them back on the pegboard on the wall according to the outline.
Only after completing this entire process were the work lights turned off.
Darkness once again engulfed the half-disassembled engine, but in Su Wei's mind, its internal structure was already very clear.
Push open the side door.
The frigid air, carrying snowflakes, rushed towards us.
The huge temperature difference gave him a shiver and also dispelled the drowsiness he had been feeling from work.
Su Wei scooped up the Cotton Candy and stuffed it into his clothes. Braving the wind and snow, he crossed the yard and crashed into the wooden house.
The wooden door closed behind me.
The world is quiet now.
Only a few dark red embers remained in the fireplace.
Su Wei skillfully tossed the birch log in and stuffed it with tinder.
call.
Flames rose, their orange glow dispelling the chill of the corner of the room.
Washing hands is a major undertaking.
Ordinary hand soap couldn't handle heavy grease, so Su Wei poured in dish soap and grabbed a handful of sugar.
He rubbed his palm with sugar granules to remove the black oil from his fingerprints.
Repeat three times until your hands only have a faint lemon scent.
Go into the kitchen.
I need to have a good meal tonight to warm myself up.
The freezer compartment was opened.
The red-spotted salmon I caught a few days ago is frozen solid, next to a bag of lamb chops.
These are the ones.
The lamb chops don't need to be fully thawed, Su Wei said, picking up the cleaver.
The blade sliced across the slightly icy flesh, cutting along the bone seams into single pieces.
The cast iron frying pan was placed on the stove.
I don't use olive oil; it's too delicate.
Su Wei scooped out a spoonful of lard.
The lard melted at high temperatures, emitting bluish smoke.
Put the lamb chops into the pot.
Sizzle!
The sizzling sound of oil popping echoed inside the wooden house.
Su Wei didn't touch the clamp; he was waiting.
Sear the lamb chops until the bottom is caramelized and the edges are golden brown.
Flip it over.
The pink, lean meat quickly contracted upon contact with the hot plate, locking in the juices.
A handful of coarse salt, freshly ground black pepper, two crushed cloves of garlic, and a sprig of dried rosemary.
The spices, ignited by the hot oil, filled the entire kitchen with the aroma of meat.
The soup pot next to us has boiled.
Chop the head and bones of the red-spotted salmon into large pieces and cook them in a pot over high heat.
The protein in fish meat emulsifies rapidly in boiling water.
The once clear water turned into a thick, milky white color within minutes.
No ginger slices are needed; these are cold-water fish from an icy lake, their flesh clean and purely sweet.
A few pieces of soft tofu slide into the soup, and a sprinkle of chopped green onions is added.
Turn off the heat.
On a snowy night like this, warmth is a sense of security.
The lamb chops were served on a plate, with white rice on the side, and a large bowl of fish head tofu soup on the side.
Su Wei filled the stainless steel basin.
Two unsalted pan-fried lamb chops, mixed with minced fish.
A man and a fox sat facing each other on the carpet in front of the fireplace.
Su Wei grabbed a lamb chop, ignoring the heat, and took a bite.
With a snap, the crispy outer layer shattered.
The mutton fat burst in your mouth, followed by tender lean meat; the flavors of black pepper and rosemary balance the richness.
Cool.
He took another sip of the fish soup; the scalding liquid slid down his esophagus, bursting with flavor, and his stomach instantly felt warm.
Enjoy high-quality pan-fried lamb chops with fresh fish soup.
[ Life Module Experience +12. Life Module lv3 (21/500)]
[Gain temporary buff "Fullness": Stamina recovery speed increased by 30%, lasting 6 hours.]
[Gain temporary buff "Sweet Dreams": You will have a good night's sleep on this cold night.]
Su Wei spat out a bone and looked at the Cotton Candy in front of her that she was eating without even looking up.
After eating and drinking his fill, he leaned back on the sofa, staring at the flickering flames in the fireplace.
The system panel expands.
[ Mechanical Repair ] LV1 (31/100).
It wasn't fast, but it was very solid.
This is the experience he gained through hands-on practice.
Su Wei turned to look out the window.
The wind and snow subsided a bit, and the frost flowers on the windows reflected the firelight.
That huge U-Shaped Valley.
That group of priceless Roosevelt deer.
They're still there.
Su Wei stood up, walked to the weapons rack, ran his fingers over the Browning rifle, and then landed on the map on the wall.
His fingertip pressed heavily on the center of the red circle.
No need to rush into taking risks; prepare your tools first.
Once I'm completely familiar with the engine tomorrow, I can start working on the repairs.
That snowmobile.
Chapter 57 The Revival of the Steel Heart, You Don't Understand the Joy of a Hardcore Liver
The first rays of dawn were breaking.