Live Streaming: Great Adventure in the Wilderness

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On an open grassland, Bi Fang dragged a stag with mighty antlers and with a sudden force, flipped it onto the ground.

Tony, excited, stepped forward wanting to help hold down its thrashing hind legs, but had only taken a step when Bi Fang shouted at him to back off.

Bi Fang sternly said, "Don’t come near it. If it kicks you, breaking a bone is a very simple matter for it."

The tone was so serious that Tony, startled, raised his hands and retreated two steps.

Peter, who stood by his side, grabbed him and explained how dangerous his actions had been just now.

The stag on the ground kicked wildly at the dirt, and once it struck a slightly sharp stone, it flew out instantly and embedded itself into a tree behind them.

Tony, who had been scolded, was initially a bit resistant, knowing perhaps that what Bi Fang said was right, yet still carried some youthful stubbornness. But upon seeing this scene, his eyes widened, and he suddenly felt scared.

Even a kicked stone had the force of a bullet; if it had hit a person, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

This was an elk, much larger than the sika deer Bi Fang had hunted before. An adult male elk could stand 1.1 to 1.3 meters at the shoulder and weigh over 200 kilograms—nearly three times the weight of an adult male—its strength can well be imagined.

But now, it was merely a lamb to the slaughter.

This elk had been caught by Bi Fang through a trap, its legs entangled, hence it was still very fresh.

Bi Fang swiftly drew his Hunting Knife and with one blow to the back of the elk’s head, it was dead. He then cut open its throat, severed the main artery, and bled it to remove the gamey smell.

Charles and Eric had brought a large plastic bucket to catch the deer blood, wasting none of it.

Behind them, Tony and the rest, who served as a backdrop, cheered them on. There were both males and females, none of them old, all vibrant high school students.

One of them, named Peter, had left an impression on Bi Fang, as he met him at the entrance during a talk show Bi Fang had participated in and even received his autograph.

Since he had the Palace of Mind, Bi Fang could easily recall many people he had only met once.

Besides these five student guests, Charles and Eric were also acquaintances. When Bi Fang had first drifted to the Central Country, it was these two who had pulled him up from the fishing boat. Hearing that Bi Fang was in Wales, they came with a hope of catching him by chance, and indeed they did.

Just as Bi Fang had secured some big game, and his thirty-day trip to the Central Country was nearing its end, he invited the seven of them to dine together on roasted whole elk.

"On the Central Country Queen’s banquet menu, there’s a main dish called ’Balmoral Roasted Venison’. In Central Country tradition, deer meat has a more prestigious status than beef, as deer have been the exclusive food of the nobility throughout Central Country and even Europe for a long time."

"The elk has traditionally been the most prestigious game animal in Europe, and when European literature refers to ’deer’, it’s mainly them. The male elk are large and majestic, symbols of strength and power. Although elks are also found in Huaxia, they are mainly in remote areas of the northeast and northwest. The main deer bred and hunted are the smaller sika deer."

"Actually, elk provide more meat than sika deer, but to Huaxia People the quality of the velvet antlers is not good, so they are less farmed. Europeans don’t recognize the value of deer velvet and want to wait until they grow a pair of splendid antlers, which can then serve as hunting trophies."

"This guy is a second-level protected animal in Huaxia, so you’d have to come abroad to eat it."

Bi Fang scalded the entire body of the elk with 80-90°C boiling water, shaved off the hair while it was still hot, removed the innards, and cleaned it before making several small cuts in the thick parts of the belly and inner thighs of the elk.

He then placed mint leaves, sage, basil, star anise, and ground fennel seed among other spices in the elk’s belly, rubbed the meat with sea salt to flavor it, and seasoned and salted the slits in the inside of the elk’s legs.

The sea salt was no longer the coarse yellow grains of the first day but closer to creamy yellow, indicating Bi Fang had further refined it.

The deer’s tail was tied with a wooden stick to the belly, breast-up, with limbs hanging off the skin side, brushed with saltwater, then brushed with a layer of animal fat, and finally, its legs were tied to a branch and hung over the fire to roast.

As they waited for the meat to roast, everyone sat around together, and Bi Fang, as he re-brushed the dripping fat back onto the elk, also shared historical anecdotes with them.

"Large wild animals like elks become scarce resources wherever there are crowds of people. If everyone hunted them, they would soon be extinct."

"And so, whether in ancient Huaxia, the Middle East, or Europe, emperors and kings would often designate certain forests as royal hunting grounds, forbidding commoners to hunt there, reserving the animals exclusively for themselves."

"Even nations with deep agricultural traditions like Huaxia didn’t completely forget the ancient practice of hunting throughout their imperial era, let alone the hunting-enthusiastic Europeans. It was the best entertainment for medieval European monarchs who took pride in leading their armies to war personally."

"In ancient times and the early Middle Ages, the Central Country didn’t have a particularly strong royal power, that changed with the ’Norman Conquest’ of 1066. The monarch who started the Norman dynasty—William the Conqueror—after his accession, created 21 royal forest areas across England."

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"By the end of the 12th century, in the reign of Henry II, the royal forests had increased to about 80, covering a quarter to a third of the area of all England! Basically, wherever there were wild animals, the king would enclose the land, and he would hunt wherever he desired."

"From the Middle Ages to the early modern period, the hunting of deer was exclusively a royal privilege in Central Country."

Elvan asked with a smile, "So you’re saying we’re now experiencing the life of the Central Country royalty?"

Bi Fang brushed the deer oil on and nodded, "You could say that."

"In the Middle Ages, to prevent commoners and even local nobility from hunting deer on their own, the royalty enacted strict laws. That lasted until the Central Country Revolution in the 17th century, when a king was beheaded; afterwards, the Central Country royalty didn’t have as many privileges, and everyone could hunt at will on their own land."

In the vast forest, breathing fresh air, listening to the pleasant chirping of birds, surrounded by groups of fine horses, hunting dogs, and companions, searching and chasing game was the most noble of activities.

Apart from the occasional misfortune of falling off a horse or eating something dirty, the likelihood of an aristocratic hunter getting hurt while hunting was extremely low. Later, with the advent of accurately shooting repeating rifles, it was even safer.

Speaking of this, though, there was a sad fact. However, having just recently co-hosted a live broadcast with the prime minister of Central Country, Bi Fang refrained from speaking too frankly in front of the audience.

There is a very famous Central Country documentary called "Seven Up!" The director reflects on the social mobility between different classes in Central Country by following the life trajectories of 14 children from different social strata, checking in on these 14 kids every seven years.

From age seven, fourteen, twenty-one, twenty-eight, thirty-five, forty-two, forty-nine, all the way to last year’s fifty-six. This documentary realistically portrays the rigidity of Central Country’s social classes.

Indeed, one doesn’t need this documentary to understand. Looking at Central Country’s history, it’s evident that their classes have been solidified for a thousand years.

This place has always been a country ruled by an alliance of kings and nobility; commoners have no place in it, and there are no peasant revolts to speak of. The only conflicts that arise are occasional disputes between the king and the nobility, who then fight one another.

Even the Scottish hero William Wallace, depicted in Braveheart, ultimately was betrayed by Scottish Nobility. And whether it’s Scottish Nobility or English Nobility, they might endure an incompetent king, but generally would not tolerate a peasants’ revolt.

Motorcycle gangs and parliamentarians are entirely different groups, after all. They live in the same country but may have almost no intersection, including their descendants.

So the joy of activities like deer hunting was never something peasants could enjoy.

Amidst the conversation, the deer meat was finally cooked. Bi Fang pulled out the Hunting Knife and sliced the deer meat from the leg, distributing it to everyone.

They all couldn’t wait to try it; the finished product was yellow-red and shiny, the skin crisp and the flesh tender, fatty without being greasy, flaky and delicious, with a unique flavor.

It must be said that after eating a lot, Bi Fang had gained some understanding; not all wild meats are dry and tough. The trick lies in the technique used and the origin of the meat.

For example, the deer in Central Country have no natural predators and are practically in a state of free-range. With little exercise needed and their numbers becoming a menace — there are over one and a half million in Central Country alone — they are fat with a rich, oily taste that’s tender and succulent.

But the deer in Japan are tough because they contend with a large number of Black Bears and Brown Bears, resulting in a body full of muscle that tastes leaner when eaten.

The audience in front of the screen envied them.

[Now I finally understand why they always seek out Boss Fang, it’s clear they’re just there to freeload and drink.]

[I’m so envious, wuu wuu wuu]

[I’m so hungry, showing this in the middle of the night is just cruel, I’m impressed.]

[Darn this time difference, it’s one in the morning here, while Old Fang has just had dinner.]

"Do you have plans for the next adventure?"

Charles, who was thoroughly enjoying the meal, suddenly lifted his head, remembering a key question.

Now that it was almost the last few days of Bi Fang’s live broadcast in Central Country, and soon to be October, everyone was very curious about where the next broadcast would be.

In Central Country, it was virtually a vacation, a rest for nearly two months. Isn’t it time to get moving? Enjoy new tales from NovelBin.Côm

Bi Fang readily admitted.

"Yes, I have plans already."