After some arguments, Chen Jianjun still insisted that he would not share the spoils, and even said that if he was really given a share, he would go back.
Yang Heping was stubborn and had to compromise, thinking that he would give more meat to Chen Jianjun after the hunt was over.
Afterwards, the group headed towards the mountains.
On the way, Yang Heping and his son Yang Xuewen also looked at and praised the two Qingshan dogs of Chen Wang and Chen Dazhuang.
After asking and learning the origins of the two dogs, they all felt that they were very lucky.
"This is a well-prepared hunting dog with rich hunting experience. Even if it's worth ten times as much, anyone who makes a living by hunting should be willing to buy it."
Yang Heping said seriously.
"We really did have a chance."
Chen Wang smiled and said, "The old hunter didn't do it for money. He wanted to find a suitable new owner for them. We are hunters, so it's a good deal for us."
"Very good. You can tell from the look of this dog that it is well-fed. If the old man could see this, he would be very pleased."
Yang Heping nodded.
"Awang, my brother said you bought a TV?"
Yang Xuewen asked.
Chen Wang smiled and nodded.
"That's amazing! It seems like you guys have made a lot of money during this period. What good stuff did you get?"
Yang Xuewen continued to ask questions.
"You know what, they are both really lucky."
Chen Jianjun took over the conversation and said with a smile: "They have killed wild boars, black bears, and even lynxes."
"What?"
The Yang brothers exclaimed at the same time.
"Tiger cub?"
Yang Heping also confirmed it blankly.
Chen Jianjun smiled and nodded.
"Is this true? Awang, Dazhuang, how did you two hit it? We have encountered that thing before. It is so fast that we had no chance to aim. We fired several shots but failed to knock off any of the hairs. We even nearly got scratched by it at close range."
Yang Xuewu asked in disbelief.
“We are lucky too.”
Chen Wang smiled modestly and explained the situation in detail.
The Yang family's father and son were stunned when they heard this.
"It seems that you are very accurate in shooting, Awang!"
Yang Heping said with some surprise.
"Yes, it's not bad."
Chen Wang chuckled and nodded.
"It's not bad. I tell you, Awang is a natural with guns. Before he bought a gun, he was incredibly accurate with my shotgun and slingshot."
Chen Dazhuang flattered with a complicated expression.
"If that's the case, then during this hunt, we have to find a way to give you more opportunities to shoot!"
Yang Heping said thoughtfully.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Chen Wang didn't say anything either.
He is still absolutely confident in his shooting skills.
In this kind of hunting operation, if you give him more opportunities to shoot, you will indeed be able to harvest more prey.
This concerns everyone's interests, so there is no need to be humble.
While chatting, the group quickly entered the mountain.
Not long after they walked, the Xiasi dog that Yang Heping was leading suddenly became restless and struggled.
"Dabao has found his prey, Dad, let him go!"
Yang Xuewu said with a look of surprise.
Yang Heping didn't say anything, he just squatted down and untied the dog leash.
The Xiasi dog ran towards a certain direction like a wild horse.
"Come on, hurry up and catch up!"
Yang Heping greeted him and ran after him.
Chen Wang and Chen Dazhuang looked at their hunting dogs and were both skeptical.
"Xia Si dogs have a very keen sense of smell. This might be a scented snake. Let's follow it!"
Chen Jianjun said with a smile.
The so-called "tou-tou-scent" refers to a hound that can search by the scent of prey remaining in the air. It is an extremely rare and excellent hound, and is usually a lead dog.
"Is it true or false?"
Chen Dazhuang looked at Chen Wang standing beside him, still unable to believe it.
"Just follow and see?"
Chen Wang smiled, took Dahei and chased after him.
When Chen Wang and Chen Dazhuang caught up, they saw four hunting dogs surrounding a muntjac not far ahead.
The hunting dogs in the hands of Yang Xuewen and Yang Xuewu were also released, as well as another hunting dog in the hands of Yang Heping.
Yang Heping put his fingers in his mouth and blew a whistle. Several hunting dogs that were about to pounce on the deer retreated immediately after hearing the sound. They still surrounded the deer but did not attack.
“Amazing!”
Chen Wang couldn't help but praise him.
Suede skin is worth some money, but if a few hunting dogs pounce on it and bite it, the skin will basically be scrapped.
Therefore, Yang Heping blew the whistle and asked the hunting dogs to stay on standby.
There is a delicious prey right in front of you, but not every hunting dog will obey your command. This requires long-term training and guidance.
"Awang, show us your aim. Is this distance okay?"
Yang Heping turned and said something to Chen Wang.
Chen Wang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then nodded confidently.
He knew that this was a test for him and also a preparation for the next hunt.
Chen Wang handed the dog leash in his hand to his master, then raised his shotgun, loaded it, and put a single-shot bullet into the firing position.
Under the watchful eyes of several people, Chen Wang calmly raised his shotgun, aimed, and then calmly pulled the trigger.
The moment the gunshot rang out, Chen Wang had already put down the shotgun in his hand, as if he had already determined the outcome.
Nearly a hundred meters away, a flower of blood burst out from the muntjac's head and it fell to the ground.
"Fuck, that's awesome!"
Yang Xuewu couldn't help but swear.
For a general double-barreled shotgun, the range of a single-headed bullet is about 90 to 100 meters.
The longer the distance, the lower the accuracy.
The fact that Chen Wang could hit the target in the head with one shot at such a distance was enough to prove that his shooting skills were indeed amazing.
"sharp!"
Yang Xuewen also praised sincerely, and looked at Chen Wang with even more appreciation.
My family has been hunters for generations, and according to my father, hunting also requires talent.
And this talent, in the current situation where everyone relies on hunting rifles, is largely reflected in the accuracy of shooting.
Yang Xuewen has been more talented than his younger brother since he started learning hunting.
His father Yang Heping also said that in terms of talent for marksmanship, he would surpass his father and grandfather.
Even so, he couldn't do what Chen Wang did.
Yang Heping walked over to chase away a few hunting dogs, picked up the deer on the ground, looked at the muzzle of the gun, and praised: "I haven't seen a young man with such accuracy in many years. Awang, you are a natural hunter!"
Chen Wang just smiled and said nothing.
"Drain the blood and then pack it up. This can be considered as joint income. We will share it together after the operation is completed."
Yang Heping threw the muntjac to his youngest son.
"Okay!"
Yang Xuewu took the prey with a smile.
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