Stranded on a Deserted Island—They All Started Plotting Against Me - Chapter 52 - Chapter 52
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After finishing the skewers, the group began to split up.
Zhang Liu went to dig out the sheep buried in the yellow sand. After circling a distance behind Qin Rushuang, he went to the seashore to clean it, wipe off the soot and ash, and give it preliminary treatment.
Meanwhile, Anya and Qin Ruoshang busied themselves building a “hanging cutting rack” to support the sheep body for easier handling later.
This was Anya’s idea while eating the skewers.
While helping Anya hold the wooden sticks, Qin Ruoshang suddenly asked, “When will the sheep offal soup be ready?”
“You’re still hungry?” Anya looked at Qin Ruoshang’s suddenly flushed cheeks and said with a smile, “I’m hungry too, but we have to wait a bit longer. Zhang Liu mentioned that the organs might have a bit of a bad taste, so it’s safe to cook them well.”
To ensure the skewers were properly cooked and tasted good, although Anya couldn’t cut the innards pieces all to the same size, Zhang Liu picked out smaller pieces when skewering.
This meant that although each person ate about ten skewers, the total amount of innards was still less than one-fifth of what was in the giant clam shell, barely enough to satisfy a craving.
“Mm.” Taking the rope Anya handed over, Qin Ruoshang tied knots around her support stick.
Her gaze fell on the sheep offal soup, from which Zhang Liu had skimmed off the foam, and she swallowed helplessly.
After tasting the meat flavor, she couldn’t keep up any pretense of restraint.
“By the way, why don’t you go stay inside the cave later? That way, you won’t feel so uncomfortable,” Anya looked toward the sea.
She had seen Zhang Liu purposely carry the sheep around on a detour earlier.
If Qin Rushuang couldn’t resist vomiting when she came to cut the mutton later, it would be really annoying.
“I should be fine,” Qin Ruoshang didn’t reply, just fixed her gaze on the long wooden stick in her hand.
The hanging cutting rack they were building was based on the shape in Anya’s memory.
First, they used five wooden sticks, each measuring more than two meters, to build a basic inverted funnel frame.
Then, about half a meter down from the top edge, they tied on suitable wooden sticks.
Then, at the upper edge, suitable wooden sticks were tied, dangling about half a meter.
About halfway from there, they needed to attach another set of suitable wooden sticks.
These two sets of sticks served two purposes.
On the one hand, they provide support after the sheep is suspended in the middle, preventing the collapse of the inverted pentagonal funnel.
On the other hand, once the cutting and processing were finished, sticks of proper length could be placed on these supports to transform the frame into a smoking rack.
When Anya heard Qin Ruoshang say she was fine, she could only sigh helplessly and then teased, “Still being stubborn with me? It’s just the two of us here, okay?”
Qin Rushuang had previously said that it was fine, but she immediately vomited when she saw the internal organs, so Anya was a little skeptical now.
“It’s not stubbornness, I really feel much better now…” Qin Ruoshang said while instinctively raising her palm to look at it.
The warmth coming from that hand gave her the courage to face the bloody innard pieces directly.
Actually, Zhang Liu and her sister really were quite alike—they both had a gentle, protective nature.
Qin Ruoshang’s lips suddenly curled into a happy smile.
She felt that as long as Zhang Liu was there during the sheep cutting, she could definitely endure the whole process!
“…” Anya looked at Qin Ruoshang’s behavior and was speechless.
But considering her condition, she had nothing more to say.
She could only tighten the knots as she tied the five wooden poles at the top point, as if those five innocent sticks in front of her were Zhang Liu’s five fingers!
You idiot, you really like shaking hands, huh.
Dummy!
Fool!
Accompanied by the sound of tearing the wooden fiber rope, under Qin Rushuang’s confused gaze, Anya directly tore the wooden fiber rope that even sheep’s hooves could not break.
“Waaaaah!” Amid the two girls’ terrified screams, the hanging cutting rack they had barely managed to set up started to deform and collapse…
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At the same time, the “idiot, dummy, fool” trinity that was Zhang Liu was scratching his head in frustration by the seaside.
Last night, he had truly used all his strength to hammer away.
As a result, he had forcefully smashed the theoretically hardest part of the ram—the skull.
Considering Qin Ruoshang’s reaction of retching just at the sight of innards, Zhang Liu really wanted to just chop off the head to deal with it.
But unfortunately, with the metal blade in his hand, he could only manage to cut through the red meat.
Never mind the extremely tough furry skin layer, even the yellow fascia required several passes to slice open.
Not to mention the spinal bone—that was the ultimate nightmare.
After a round of attempts, Zhang Liu had cut all the way around the sheep’s neck except for the spinal cord connection.
He really wanted to snap the spine like breaking sugarcane to separate the corpse.
But after several futile tries, the broken skull stubbornly stayed firmly attached to the body, the corner of its half-intact face curling up as if mocking him.
“Really annoying.” With a heavy sigh, Zhang Liu gave up on trying to snap the spine by hand and sat down to think.
Soon, he picked up a stone for a second attempt.
Can’t break it, can’t smash it?
He raised the sharp end of the stone and hit hard.
At that moment, Zhang Liu felt like a stone age human.
But he missed—the stone hit the middle of the damaged skull, not the connection point that needed to be broken…
Such a precise striking technique, even in ancient times, was only mastered by very few people, let alone someone like him, a modern human.
However, before completely smashing the sheep’s head, Zhang Liu successfully detached it from the body.
Recalling a video he once saw where a wilderness enthusiast used a sheep’s head for fishing bait, Zhang Liu tossed the head onto a flat area near the reef to retrieve later.
Following the crotch curve of the sheep’s body, Zhang Liu cut off the rifle and cannon combo that Anya had joked about roasting separately, then threw it away along with the sheep’s head.
He didn’t plan to bring that stuff back.
He was a guy, while Anya and Qin Ruoshang were girls—different genders.
Some awkward things are better avoided in advance.
After giving the sheep’s body a preliminary cleaning in the seawater, Zhang Liu carried it on his back and headed toward the cave.
His mind was already planning the next steps.
Though he had no detailed plan yet, even with a “one step at a time” approach, he would at least arrange the work for the next day.
First, remove and clean the sheepskin, and use tree branches to create a makeshift backpack.
Then pit roast the three sheep’s legs, serving as lunch and dinner for the day.
Ribs and other parts would be smoked overnight; he’d take some of the smoked meat as dry food for exploring the plane wreck tomorrow.
The remainder would be left for Anya and Qin Ruoshang as food.
When setting off, he would go with Anya first to pick some jabuticaba fruits as a supplementary food reserve.
After all, in the worst case, a round trip could take two or three days.
As Zhang Liu seriously pondered the various arrangements ahead, he was worrying about how to handle Qin Ruoshang’s fear of corpses, when suddenly he heard the voices of Anya and Qin Ruoshang coming from ahead.
“Ugh, stop it! You’re not allowed to pinch my chest! Zhang Liu will be back soon!”
“No way, I’m going to pinch! Who told you, big dairy cow, to spread rumors that I like him!”
“You don’t like him, but you’re jealous? You call me a big cow, as if only my breasts are useful!”
“Not jealousy! I just can’t stand it… Okay! Do you dare pinch my face?”
Zhang Liu couldn’t quite catch the rest of Anya’s words—probably because she got pinched on the face.
He stopped in his tracks, pondering whether he should go over now or sneak a peek to see what the two girls were talking about…