Eight dogs... that was a lot to feed.
After they finished dividing the entrails, they set aside over thirty pounds of wild boar meat for them.
As he fed the dogs, Zhao Jun asked Zhang Lifu what he planned to do with the boar. With eight dogs in tow, he wouldn't be able to help carry the meat.
Zhang Lifu said he would skin the boar right then and there. He'd carry half the meat back in his wicker basket, and the other half he'd stuff into a gunnysack, drag it to the river, and submerge it in the water to keep it cool.
After all, the weather was getting warmer. If the meat was left out for too long, it would spoil.
Zhao Jun helped Zhang Lifu skin the boar. Afterward, the two of them sat down under a Pine Tree to rest. It was nearly noon, so Zhao Jun offered Zhang Lifu three of the steamed buns he had brought with him.
He had originally prepared them for Lin Xiangshun, but now, who knew where the man had run off to.
