Zeng Wangcai actually restrained himself a bit. There were more than twenty sets in total, and he did not put them all in. Just enough to fit twenty guinea fowls. But even so, it was amazing, and his hit rate was off the charts.
No matter whether it is reasonable or not, with so many people watching, even if you have doubts, you have to doubt the cow dung mountain and the famous saying of Lu Xun. What does it have to do with me, Zhou Shuren?
Fortunately, he restrained himself for a moment, otherwise Xiaohu and Xiaobao would have been too happy now. But now it doesn't make much difference, their mouths are grinning to the back of their ears.
Because there was no rope, Xiaohu went to collect grass and weave ropes to tie up the chickens.
Xiao Bao said as he flicked the stick: "Brother, it's a good thing you said you wanted to come here to take a look, otherwise who would have thought that you were so lucky. If the bastard from Zhujia Village got there first, you would have suffered a great loss..."
If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, okay!
Zeng Wangcai took out the prepared speech: "Xiaobao, this is not just luck, this is the power of knowledge."
"Knowledge?"
Well, it’s useless!
Zeng Wangcai looked at the innocent expressions of the two brothers and continued to explain: "It's just bait. The bait is different. It's the recipe of my master Zhou Yuanbai..."
Zhou Yuanbai, whom he had never met since he came here, blocked a bullet for him again.
After the brief explanation, Little Tiger and Little Leopard did not ask their big brother for the recipe. In their opinion, it was enough for their big brother to have it, and it did not matter whether they wanted it or not.
Each of them took a stick, tied up the pheasant's legs, and hung them upside down on the stick. Each of them carried ten chickens on his shoulders. They refused to let Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi help, saying that it would make them look more impressive when they went out this way.
It is indeed impressive. If it weren't for the different clothes, they would be comparable to the puppet soldiers who entered the village in the early years.
The two men picked up chickens and took the lead to walk out of the cow dung mountain with their heads held high. Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi followed behind, one in front and one behind. The morning sun happened to be shining towards them, and the four of them looked like four masters and apprentices going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
"Goudan, Gousheng, look..." Before the little leopard man even arrived, he started shouting, "Our harvest, twenty pheasants, isn't that awesome!"
He looked as if he had caught the pheasant himself.
The brothers Goudan and Gousheng were outside with more than 30 people and were bored. They were smoking cigarettes. When they saw the chickens carried on the shoulders of Xiaohu and Xiaobao, the smell of cigarettes immediately faded.
"Fuck, Huzi, did you guys break into a pheasant's nest or something?"
"Twenty pheasants, that's too many. We'll be lucky if we can catch one with our traps."
"I've made a fortune. I heard that a pheasant can be sold for three yuan in the pigeon market outside of the city. That's sixty yuan."
"I wish I were like your dad..."
The naked envy cannot be concealed at all.
In fact, in today's villages, every household will try to hunt wild game, not only to have meat, but also for the rising price of game, so the villagers know a lot about the market conditions in places like the pigeon market and the black market outside the old city.
In the past, a home-raised chicken would sell for a dollar at most, and a pheasant would sell for less than a dollar because pheasants were not as fat as domestic chickens. But now it’s different, the prices have all gone up.
Some brave villagers secretly raise chickens and sell them for six yuan each, and they can sell them immediately. Pheasants can be sold for three yuan, and they are also easy to sell.
All in all, everything food-related is rising in price.
"What the hell, my dad?" Little Leopard puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Let me tell you, this is a trap set by my eldest brother. Who is my eldest brother? My eldest brother is Erlang Shen from heaven. He can tell where there are pheasants with just a sniff. He can set a trap and hit the target accurately. He has set more than 20 traps and hit 20 pheasants. Who else is there? My dad..., haha, grandma!"
"Haha, Xiaobao, you are not talking about Erlang Shen, right? It's Roaring Sky Dog who has a sharp nose!" Goudan couldn't help laughing. Then he glanced at Zeng Wangcai's twitching mouth and quickly changed his words, "Brother Wangcai, look at my mouth. I deserve to be beaten. It's Erlang Shen, right? Roaring Sky Dog is Erlang Shen's dog. If Roaring Sky Dog can do it, Erlang Shen can do it too..."
Zeng Wangcai didn't care about these people's funny attributes, which was rare in the past. Especially his two cousins had changed a lot in this regard. They didn't talk so much before and didn't have so many witty remarks.
What does this mean?
This shows that their lives are getting better and their mentality has changed unconsciously, becoming more cheerful.
People's pursuit is actually progressive. The first priority is to have enough food, and then to keep warm. Only after these two are solved can other things be considered. Xiaohu and Xiaobao are now at this stage and have begun to pursue other things unconsciously.
Xiaohu and Xiaobao did not reveal the secret bait that Zeng Wangcai had just mentioned, so Zeng Wangcai was not worried.
However, this led to Zeng Wangcai becoming an all-rounder in the eyes of Goudan and others, an all-rounder with extremely good luck. They remembered a word said by the old people in the village - good luck.
Don't underestimate the power of feudal superstition. Until the 1980s, 1990s, and even later, there were still people who believed in fortune-telling.
As for other superstitious behaviors, there are even more of them. For example, when naming, they would ask a fortune teller to calculate what is missing in the eight characters, and then add that missing part to the name. This led to the emergence of names such as Lin Musen, Jiang Shuimiao, etc.
It is really hard to say whether to believe this kind of thing or not. In the coastal areas, there are many temples dedicated to various Bodhisattvas and gods, which can explain part of the problem.
In this way, Zeng Wangcai replaced his second uncle Zeng Youhuo as the best trap setter in the village.
It is precisely because Zeng Youhuo is dexterous, knows how to make clever traps, and is familiar with the habits of wild animals that his harvest is the best in the surrounding area.
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