In the seventeenth year of the Republic of China, the sun was blazing in the sky, and the ground was thousands of miles away. The scorching heat caused the earth to continuously rise with dense air, and it seemed as if the space was twisting and swaying as far as the eye could see.
The ruthless high temperature is like a fire cooking oil, burning the earth, making the already yellow land look like a piece of yellow sand at this moment.
A swarm of locusts...oh no, a swarm of locust-like figures trudging forward on the cracked earth, leaving no tree bark wherever they passed.
There was a wild dog chewing on a piece of mottled flesh. It was... a person.
The dry and flat flesh made this old dog, who was also skinny, almost have his teeth broken, but at this moment, the old dog was like a wild wolf, with a fierce light in its eyes as it gnawed relentlessly.
salsa~ salsa~
A slight sound of footsteps sounded. Even if he tried to lower his voice, the extremely exhausted physical energy still caused Zhao Ming to make extremely clumsy movements uncontrollably.
Difficult and decayed, like a sixty-year-old man.
The wild dog seemed to have heard some noise, its ears perked up, and it looked up, with a pair of fierce eyes looking around.
His eyes finally landed on a small soil slope not far away from him. After a moment of hesitation, the wild dog was still reluctant to eat at the moment.
It was too hungry and too tired.
However, just as it lowered its head and continued to bite, as if the situation suddenly changed, a thin figure with unkempt hair and ragged clothes quickly jumped out from behind the slope.
This jump was not high, let alone not jumping at all. Zhao Ming was so exhausted that he could only make a forward movement.
But that's enough.
Bang!
The thin body suddenly fell on the panicked wild dog. The wild dog's already weak body was still holding it down even though the opponent currently weighed only eighty or ninety kilograms.
Click!
Hearing this voice, Zhao Ming's almost dead heart was filled with joy. This old dog's bones were broken!
This old dog had not eaten for many days, and its bones had lost the protection of muscles and water and were extremely fragile. Zhao Ming's move was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
However, the old dog is still struggling. It wants to use its remaining strength to bite the human in front of it.
But this pair of dog eyes were as fierce as a wild wolf, and the eyes of the human in front of him were equally fierce, like an executioner.
Suddenly the old dog felt a pain in its neck. It was a little confused. The human in front of it was more doggy than it was, and it actually started biting it first.
Zhao Ming really had no strength, so he could only use all the sharp weapons in his body to bite and gnaw hard.
Half a quarter of an hour later, along with the old dog's silent whining, it completely stopped moving.
Zhao Ming swallowed hard and there was only a little blood left in it. Even if his mouth was full of mottled dog hair, he didn't care.
One mouthful after another, but after sucking for a while, not much blood could be sucked out.
But this also allowed Zhao Ming to regain some energy. Even though he was extremely tired at this time, he still did not stay where he was.
Zhang Tou looked around until he saw that the nearest refugees were only a few black spots, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
During the drought, a bite of meat could kill someone!
It was only then that Zhao Ming began to work hard to prepare this old dog.
The whole body of the old dog only weighed only eighteen kilograms, of which the bones accounted for an estimated ten kilograms, the fur accounted for another two kilograms, and the amount of meat it could eat was only about six kilograms.
An adult native dog weighs about 13-18 kilograms. This old dog has a rather large frame. If it had not been a disaster year, it would have weighed about 16 kilograms.
He painstakingly used a long knife full of gaps to peel off the skin and remove the hair.
The only thing about him that was worth a little money was this knife. The knife was about 3 feet long and less than 2 inches wide. It had a special shape. It used to be extremely sharp, but now it is like this for Zhao Ming.
The old dog's meat was very raw and had a fishy taste in his mouth, but at this moment Zhao Ming felt as if he had eaten a delicacy, leaving a fragrant mouthfeel and an endless aftertaste.
He chewed it carefully, as if he didn't want to miss this hard-won deliciousness.
In the 17th year of the Republic of China, there was a severe drought in Guanzhong. The rainfall in Guanzhong was not sufficient, and starvation was everywhere everywhere.
Just like this old dog, if it weren't for the fact that it couldn't compete with other dogs because of its old age, it would have been covered in fat. But that kind of dog Zhao Ming is a bit hard to swallow.
After all, he was not from this world. A mysterious mycoplasma infection and high fever caused him to regenerate from the fever.
No one should be confused by this?
I have seen people who were hit by cars and reborn, but I have never seen people who had a fever and were reborn.
In the 17th year of the Republic of China, the death toll in Shaanxi Province was as high as about two million, and more than 400,000 people fled the famine.
The number of women who sold their provinces was as high as 300,000. Except for a few people, almost everyone in the 92 counties in the territory is a disaster victim.
Due to warlord separatism, today's Shaanxi Province is divided into three districts: Guanzhong, Yulin, and Hanzhong.
Now Zhao Ming is in Guanzhong District.
I remember someone said on the Internet in a previous life that in years of great disasters, why didn’t the victims of the disasters in ancient times go down the river to fish? Why didn’t they go into the mountains to hunt?
hehe!
Now if Zhao Ming could travel back in time, he would definitely spit on these people.
Years of famine mostly occur in the Central Plains and the North. Once drought occurs in these places, the red land will be thousands of miles away. People can fall into the dry gaps in the ground. Water? What kind of water? Where can fish come from without water?
Even if there are rivers and fish, do you really think that anyone can fish? This is ancient times, not everyone has fishing nets and hooks, and not everyone can swim.
As for hunting, there is no need to think about it. Hunting requires tools, and even a hunter with tools will have a full meal and a hungry meal.
And even if ordinary disaster victims have tools, are they really capable of hunting?
Without a gun and a wild boar, even experienced hunters have to be cautious. Ordinary victims entering the mountains will either starve to death or be mauled to death by wild beasts.
Moreover, these days, the rich areas in the mountains are run rampant by strongmen.
And here is Guanzhong, with few mountains and forests, so I want to pursue wild game.
All the victims can do is flee.
After eating a pound of meat, Zhao Ming couldn't eat the rest.
There was really not even a drop of water left in the kettle, and my throat would be pricked if I ate any more.
Not paying attention to keeping it fresh, I pulled off a piece of cloth and hung the remaining meat around my waist.
There is no fire or salt. Fortunately, this is Guanzhong, close to the Loess Plateau and the wind is strong.
There was no one around here anymore, otherwise Zhao Ming wouldn't have dared to blatantly walk away with meat.
As for the internal organs, Zhao Ming did not dare to ask for them.
After doing this, he saw Zhao Ming coming to the previous corpse very strangely.
This corpse had long been naked, and everything that could be peeled off had been stripped away.
It's not even possible to identify the man or woman.
However, Zhao Ming took the trouble to fiddle with the body, and soon seemed to find something on the man's side, and he couldn't help but smile.
But if anyone else is nearby, they will be very surprised.
Zhao Ming reached out and touched a place where nothing existed, as if he had touched a priceless treasure.
"This is a cook... Alas, cooks can starve to death these days, but this ability is somewhat useful."
Zhao Ming murmured and stood up, fiddled with some loess beside him and poured it lightly on the body for burial.
