Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Generally speaking, tenderloin is the softest part of the animal.

"It's barely edible, but not very tasty. It's too dry and tough without any fat. The only tasty part is the loin meat." Yuwan pointed to the part closer to the tail.

The fang hound Xiang also came over eagerly, drooling at the dark red dragon meat.

The spine, which was too tough for humans and Elu, was nothing compared to the bite force of the Fanghound.

In order to prevent the greedy big dog from disturbing him, Orlan cut off a large piece of tenderloin and threw it to the other party.

"Eat it"

Xiang roared happily, pressed the large piece of meat with his claws, lowered his head and began to bite it fiercely.

Ao Lang smiled and continued to peel the shell under Yuwan's guidance.

Suddenly, a large piece of snow-white fat appeared in his sight. Ao Lang paused swinging his knife, and his tone became a little more cheerful. "Oh, I finally found it."

"I told you it was a loin, meow, why did you insist on opening its back?"

"This is a theropod, not a cow. Do you think the boundary between its back and waist is obvious?" Orlan replied unhappily.

"Anyway, this is it, meow." Yuwan, who is usually not greedy, couldn't help licking his lips. "The best is the eye meat near the waist, meow. The fat is evenly distributed, and the taste is tender and meaty. Meow.

The sirloin is also excellent. I've had it made by my father. It's very chewy and not too dry.

"Start work, start work!"

Orlan tried to roll up his sleeves, but found that he was wearing armor.

Under Yuwan's sidelong glance, he took out the whetstone with a whetstone, rubbed the blade covered with blood and grease twice, and then buried his head in cutting the meat.

The eye meat cut from the elf deer was only the size of a palm, and the one cut from the herbivorous dragon was barely enough to fill Muti's stomach.

The eye meat cut out from the waist of a large theropod that was over 20 meters long was so huge that it could crush a dining table.

There was even more loin meat, so in order to facilitate transportation, Ao Lang had to cut the dragon's eye meat and loin meat into large pieces of half a meter square.

When the meat was cut in half, the dragon loin meat was so ruby-red in color and its fat patterns were as rich and beautiful as marble that even Orlan couldn't help swallowing.

Muti almost couldn't help but drop the work of peeling the materials and run over to take a bite raw.

"Woof!" Xiang dropped the half-eaten pork tenderloin in his mouth and ran over.

It wants to eat this too!

Ao Lang was not stingy. There was too much meat to eat. It was hot in the jungle and the meat would easily spoil. It would be a waste if it could not be eaten in a day or two.

Aolan picked up a large piece and placed it in front of Xiang, saying with a smile: "Keep working hard, you will have plenty of monster meat to eat in the future."

"Woof! Woof woof!" Xiang jumped twice excitedly, licked Aolan's palm affectionately, and buried his head in chewing again.

Seeing his hunting partner's disappointing performance, Muxiang in the distance felt both angry and amused. This guy had clearly only been close to Mr. Daoji before.

When I think of Mr. Daoji, I think of Teacher Ai Cao, and when I think of Teacher Ai Cao, I think of Tutuanzi.

"I wonder if there is any saying about rabbit dumplings stuffed with meat?" Muxiang, who was a little distracted, put down the knife in his hand and muttered to himself.

"." Olivia gritted her teeth, and her masseter muscles contracted, making her already square face look even squarer.

"Hurry up! Extract the materials!"

Chapter 277 Meat

In the evening, before night fell completely, the hunting team returned to the camp with a good harvest.

In addition to the expected monster materials, the hunters' arms, the backs of the hounds, and the roof of the strangely yet cute artillery carriage were all piled with large chunks of fresh, deep red meat.

The scholars and technicians who had been busy all day in the camp were a little stunned.

Didn't you go hunting? How did you bring back so much meat? Wait, it seems like nothing's wrong?

Well, anyway, with so much meat, tonight's dinner will surely be quite sumptuous.

Scholars rarely indulge in food, but how many people would refuse to eat better?

Everyone was very happy, except Seabuckthorn, who looked a little depressed. His artillery cart was almost turning into a truck. There was so much raw meat piled up that the whole car became greasy.

Upon hearing the news that the hunter team had returned, the professor put aside his official duties and came out of the tent.

He pushed up his glasses and glanced at the meat the hunters had brought back. "Dragon loin? Not bad, Orlan."

"Huh?" Orlan responded subconsciously.

“This time, the investigation team didn’t arrange for a full-time chef to accompany them, nor did they bring any complicated tableware, but the dragon loin is delicious when grilled.

Barbecue is what you hunters are good at. Thank you for your hard work. This dinner is left to you.

However, the amount of meat is too much and we cannot store it, so please remember to dispose of the excess meat in time."

After saying this, the professor returned to the tent.

"Professor!" Orlan couldn't help but shout.

"What's going on?" The professor was confused at first, then suddenly realized, "I'm sorry, I forgot, you just came back from hunting, you must be very tired.

Arrange a few guys who often go out to the wild to do a barbecue, they are also good at this."

"That's not what I meant." Orlan didn't know where to start.

The survey team's airship arrived at the camp in the morning, and the hunter team set off after lunch. Before dark, they brought Zhanlong back with his skin and flesh, not to mention the time it took to travel the twenty kilometers round trip.

Under normal circumstances, completing a brief preliminary reconnaissance in such a short time could be considered highly efficient, but they were actually directly hunting a five-star dangerous monster!

Why does the professor's reaction feel like they circled around the camp gate, killed a mushroom pig and carried it back?

The old dragon man seemed to be able to read people's minds. He stared at Orlan for two seconds and guessed what he was thinking.

"You want to be praised?" The professor nodded. "You were very efficient. You dealt with the dragon so quickly and brought back so much meat.

Preparations at camp are almost complete, so we can officially begin the investigation tomorrow morning. This is all thanks to the hunters. Everyone, applaud."

"Pap-pap-pap-pap."

The scholars and staff around chuckled kindly, some clapped along with the professor, and a young clerk blew a loud whistle while holding his finger.

"."

Faced with everyone's praise, Ao Lang was helpless, and at the same time he was torturing himself in his heart.

It seems that I am indeed expecting praise?

Muti scratched the back of his head sheepishly, while Muxiang helped Xiang unload the meat and said with a smile, "We're just surprised that the professor isn't surprised."

"Hmm." The professor nodded his chin. "If it were just the three of you, or just Olivia, with no intelligence and without Fukubi Rabbit to lock onto the target and guide you throughout the hunt, I would be surprised that you could have completed the hunt so efficiently."

There was still half a sentence that the old dragon man didn't say.

With all the advantages mentioned above, isn't it natural to quickly hunt and kill the dragon?

Olivia glanced at the three people with different expressions in amusement.

Even if we include the cats and dogs, are these three young people even one-third the professor's age? Probably not.

So, this is the generation gap caused by age.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and start grilling." Olivia interrupted them with a smile, "Fresh meat tastes best when grilled.

If you keep talking like this, the delicious taste of the meat will be lost every second."

"!" Muti's eyes became serious, "I'll go make a fire!"

"Let's light a few more fires." Orlan reminded Muti, then looked at the others in the camp and said, "Those of you who are free right now, please help cut the meat into skewers.

There's so much meat, we can't handle it alone."

Due to limited conditions, we can't prepare anything too fancy. The professor's idea is to cut the meat into small pieces that can be eaten, then skewer it on tree branches and grill it, sprinkle some seasoning and salt on it and it can be eaten.

But Orlan was unwilling to stop there. While looking for suitable tools, he flipped through the recipes he had collected, racking his brains to come up with more ideas.

He directed Seabuckthorn Fish Ball to go to the river, bring back a lot of clean pebbles, and prepare to heat them up and throw them into the pit to roast the meat wrapped in large leaves.

The only big pot brought by the investigation team was used by him to make stew, the kind with only meat and no vegetables.

Athos helped to find a large piece of suitable slate, which would be used to fry the large steaks later.

He even cut a piece of raw meat into thin slices, sprinkled it with pepper and herbs he found nearby, and poured a little oil on it to make a dish of raw dragon meat sashimi.

Most people dare not try this dish, but Muti really wanted to try it, but unfortunately the professor threw it away on the grounds that it might be infected with parasites.

The originally planned light meal inexplicably turned into a banquet with only meat as the food.

Everyone in the investigation team is used to running around in the wild. Some are good at barbecue, some are not so good, but there is no one who is completely unable to do it, so there is no need for the hunters to take special care of them.

Muxiang Muti was grilling skewers of meat by a bonfire.

I don’t know if she is obsessed with the number “three” or what, but each bamboo stick in Muxiang’s hand is evenly strung with three egg-sized pieces of meat, which are specially trimmed into round shapes.

It doesn't look like barbecue at first glance.

The skewers of meat in Muti's hand were frighteningly large. She found a crowbar used to open a supply box as a skewer. The meat on the skewer was almost the size of a fist, and she didn't know if she could roast it.

In front of Ao Lang, a rock slab that had been cleaned long ago was placed on the fire and burned white. After being repeatedly moistened with a piece of fat, Ao Lang put a giant steak that was two or three centimeters thick on it.

Amidst the "sizzle" sound of oil popping, an enticing aroma spread out.

Muti looked at the huge piece of half-cooked meat in his hand, and then looked at the tempting steak that gradually matured under Olang's care, becoming crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

He decisively stuffed the piece of meat in his hand into Xiang's mouth, then squeezed next to Aolan.

Orlan glanced at her and began to sprinkle seasoning on the steak.

When frying or grilling this high-quality meat, you don’t need too many kinds of spices. Just salt and ground pepper can bring out the wild meaty aroma of the dragon loin meat.

"Try it." Orlan cut a piece from the steak and put it to Muti's mouth with a knife.

Muti ate it with an "ah".

"Ummmmmm!"

Without waiting for Muti's comment, the second piece of meat, which had been fried for a longer time, was stuffed in, followed by the third piece.

The moment the third piece of meat entered his mouth, Muti's head suddenly tilted back as if he had been punched on the chin.

"what are you doing?"

"This elasticity! I was hit by the meat in my mouth!"

"."Olang was speechless for a moment. Muti would occasionally use such wonderful metaphors.

Swallowing the meat in his mouth, Muti gave a thumbs up, "It's cooked to perfection, the texture is superb! So juicy! So fragrant!"

Aolan tried it himself, nodded, and took out his notebook to record it.

"Dragon loin is best grilled and seared to medium-rare. The meat fibers are very chewy, but it is a challenge for those with weak masseter muscles."

For experimental purposes, he fried the remaining meat a little longer and tasted it again.

"The texture will become tougher, and the meat juice will be lost in large quantities, so it's not suitable for overcooking." Orlan muttered to himself as he completed the record and put away the notebook.

When he looked up, he saw Muti looking at him with sparkling eyes.

".A few more pieces for medium rare, huh? I get it."

The aroma of barbecue wafted from far away.

In a hidden and damp cave somewhere in the forest, a mysterious creature with an elegant posture sniffed and opened its eyes.

He raised his neck to look around, then lay back down again.

Chapter 278 Robbery on the Road

There are not many opportunities to eat such high-quality dragon loin meat, so the members of the investigation team ate to their heart's content. Everyone's stomach was full, and the amount of meat brought back by the hunters did not seem to have decreased much.

The professor suggested that the uneaten meat be transported to an area far away from the camp and discarded to prevent the smell of the food from attracting the attention of large monsters.

This is certainly the most correct approach, but looking at these attractively colored, high-quality dragon kidneys, even if you really can't eat any more, you will still feel reluctant to give them up.

Olang and his companions, along with Olivia, were all reprimanded by the professor.

"In the wild, if you collect too much food at once that is difficult to store, then food is no longer a resource but a burden.

Next time, remember to bring back just enough raw meat for one meal if you don't have storage options. Don't take too much." Looking at the mountain of raw meat piled high in the camp, the professor said unhappily, "Are you planning on taking it back and selling it?"

"That's such a waste," Muti muttered. "Don't they say wasting food will bring punishment from God?"