The slingshot was very handy. After Chen Wang took it, he aimed at the flying squirrel over there.
“It’s a bit far away.”
"Then bend over and take a few steps closer. Don't get too close, and don't make any noise."
Chen Dazhuang said in a low voice.
"clear!"
Chen Wang nodded and took a few steps forward quietly.
Fortunately, the squirrel did not sense the danger.
Chen Wang slowly raised the slingshot in his hand and aimed it at the flying squirrel. He pinched the glass bead tightly and pulled the bowstring hard, then suddenly released it.
There was a dull snap and the flying squirrel fell off the branch.
"Fuck, is it so accurate?"
Chen Dazhuang couldn't help but exclaim.
"Of course, I'm very accurate."
Chen Wang turned his head and smiled proudly.
"Okay, awesome! Let's go over and see if it's broken. Don't let it run away."
"It's impossible. I was hit in the head. I can't move even if I'm not dead."
“Is this true or false?”
The two walked over quickly and soon found the lifeless flying squirrel on the ground.
Seeing the wound on the head, Chen Dazhuang couldn't help but exclaimed: "You really got a headshot, you're lucky, aren't you?"
Even though he had been exposed to hunting by his father since he was a child and had been hunting on his own for several years, he was still not sure about hitting the head with a slingshot at that distance.
This was Chen Wang’s first time hunting, and his accuracy was a little too accurate. He just wanted to believe it was just good luck.
"You can call it luck if you want!"
Chen Wang smiled indifferently and shrugged, saying, "Brother Zhuang, you handle it. I'll learn from you."
"no problem."
Chen Dazhuang readily agreed, took out a small knife, squatted down, picked up the flying squirrel, and cut his throat to let the blood.
This step is generally required when hunting prey, otherwise the blood will rot in the prey's body, breed bacteria, and affect the quality of the meat.
Compared to a hunting rifle, the biggest advantage of a slingshot is that you can get a nearly complete skin.
"Okay, here you go!"
Chen Dazhuang handed him the processed flying squirrel.
"You can collect them together and we'll talk about it when we get back."
Chen Wang shook his head.
"This is what you shot. Take it."
"You were the one who discovered it. Stop talking nonsense. From now on, whenever we go hunting together in the mountains, we'll split the profits 50-50. Is that ok?"
"Okay, no problem."
Chen Dazhuang nodded and agreed with a smile.
Under Chen Wang's surprised gaze, he took out a urea sack from his pocket and threw the flying squirrel into it.
"Every time I go into the mountains, I always bring this with me, otherwise if I have too much stuff or if I kill something big, it would be hard to bring it back."
Chen Dazhuang explained with a smile.
“Good habit!”
Chen Wang nodded blankly.
"Help me get it."
Chen Dazhuang handed him the bag.
"what?"
"Go up the tree and take a look. These flying squirrels will store winter food in their nests in advance, such as hazelnuts, pine nuts and other nuts."
"There is such a good thing? Come and have a look."
"Just watch me and learn from me. It is necessary to learn how to climb trees when hunting in the mountains. Sometimes it can save your life."
"good!"
Chen Wang nodded.
Then he watched Chen Dazhuang take off his cotton jacket and put it on the ground, throw the hunting rifle on the jacket, and then climb up the tree skillfully like a monkey in a few seconds.
"Brother Dazhuang, are you born in the year of the monkey?"
Chen Wang was amazed by what he saw and couldn't help but make a joke.
Chen Dazhuang ignored him and quickly found the flying squirrel's nest in the tree.
Maybe it’s because winter hasn’t arrived yet, or maybe this flying squirrel is just too lazy. There is stock, but it’s a little less.
But it's better than nothing.
In those days of material scarcity, it was good enough to have enough food to eat, and such snacks were rarely available.
After packing up their things, the two continued on their way.
After a while, another hare was caught.
It was still Chen Wang who shot with a slingshot.
Wild rabbits are good at eating and giving birth. They can give birth to several litters a year, with each litter giving birth to five or six babies. This leads to a large number of wild rabbits in the mountains.
Every year, the most common prey caught by hunters who go into the mountains is hare.
Rabbit meat has very little fat and is relatively tough. It requires good cooking skills to make it delicious, and the fur is not worth much.
By the time the two arrived at a clear stream, it was already noon.
After some discussion, the two decided to have lunch here and take a rest.
After sitting down on the rocks by the stream, Chen Wang took out the flatbread, pickled vegetables and boiled water prepared by his wife from the medicine basket.
"Awang, your wife is so good to you!"
Chen Dazhuang was holding the corn steamed buns he had prepared, and envy and jealousy were almost written on his face.
"My wife treats me well, isn't that natural?"
Chen Wang raised his eyebrows at him proudly.
"Depend on!"
Chen Dazhuang took a big bite of the corn steamed bread and found it dry and tasteless.
"Here, let's eat some together!"
Chen Wang felt amused and gave him a piece of pancake.
Lin Xiulian’s cooking skills are truly amazing, even her pickled vegetables are excellent.
The sour, spicy and refreshing pickled vegetables are wrapped in a pancake and chewed in big mouthfuls, which is really a very comfortable way to eat.
"Brother Dazhuang, let's walk up the stream after we finish eating. Is there a waterfall cliff above?"
Chen Wang suddenly asked.
Chen Dazhuang's mouth was full of food, and he answered vaguely: "There seems to be a waterfall cliff over there, what's going on?"
"Isn't my father mainly collecting herbs? He left a booklet. I saw a record in it saying that many precious herbs grow on the edge of the cliff. Let's go and try our luck!"
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