The wild boar at home has grown a lot. Raising one is the same as raising a few.
When these little wild boars grow up and give birth to piglets, they will be able to provide Chen Wang's family with a steady supply of pork.
Therefore, Chen Wang was very satisfied with his gains.
That's enough.
To be honest, he wouldn't want the meat from adult wild boars even if he was given it.
There is no shortage of meat or money at home. Now, let alone him, the little girl and my wife also don't like to eat this kind of wild boar meat.
You won’t get much money if you sell it, and it’s also very troublesome.
All the wild boars were divided into four piles. Although there were fewer on Chen Wang’s side, they were of higher quality, and there were still five living little wild boars.
It's already past 12 o'clock in the morning.
Everyone was very tired and prepared to divide into groups to keep watch and take a nap.
Yan Laoliu and Yang Heping volunteered to be the first group to keep watch.
Then it was the Master and Yang Xuewen together, Chen Wang, Yang Xuewu and Chen Dazhuang who formed a group to guard the last shift.
Everyone used the peeled wild boar skin as a cushion on the ground and lay down to rest.
There were people on guard, and with so many hunting dogs around, shotguns were at hand.
Even though they had the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed and they were still in the mountains, no one was afraid at all.
Two snoring sounds soon sounded.
Needless to say, one of them was naturally Chen Dazhuang, and the other was a bit unexpected, it was from Yang Xuewen, and his voice was no smaller than Chen Dazhuang's.
Chen Wang couldn't sleep and felt a little cold, so he just got up and sat by the fire.
"Awang, don't you want to sleep?"
Yang Heping asked in surprise.
Chen Wang nodded and said, "I can't sleep here, go back and sleep!"
"That's still a few hours away. Can you hold on?"
"It should be fine."
"All right!"
After a period of silence, Chen Wang took the initiative to find a topic.
"Uncle Yang, Uncle Yan, tell me some interesting stories about hunting when you were young!"
"Is it a rare thing? Let me think about it."
Yang Heping stared at the fire and thought.
Instead, it was Yan Laoliu who spoke first.
It tells the story of when he was about twenty years old, he encountered the national treasure giant panda in this mountain one day.
“Are there giant pandas in this mountain?”
Chen Wang asked in surprise.
"There were some in the past, but I don't know about them now. I heard that some wealthy people abroad bought them at high prices a few years ago, which attracted a lot of poachers. No one has seen a panda in the past ten years."
Yang Heping took over the conversation, and a look of anger appeared on his face when he talked about poachers.
We are all hunters and have killed many animals over the years, but we all follow the rules.
The country began promoting the protection of pandas as early as the 1960s.
Even before that, hunters would not fight pandas when they met them. Because of the panda's silly appearance and personality, plus its rarity, many hunters regarded it as a mascot.
Chen Wang also showed a look of regret on his face. He looked at Yan Laoliu and said, "Uncle, please continue."
Yan Laoliu nodded slightly and continued speaking calmly.
When he was young, he met a mother panda and her cub. After seeing him, the mother panda stood up to scare him, then immediately picked up the cub and ran away.
Don’t be fooled by pandas’ silly appearance, they can be very fast when running at full speed.
At least humans' two legs definitely can't keep up.
Yan Laoliu had no ill intentions in the first place, so naturally he didn't chase after him.
But later, whenever he passed by that area, he would curiously look for the mother and cub pandas, and would bring over some tender bamboos and place them on the ground for them from a distance.
When he went there again, all the bamboo had been eaten, leaving only some residues and green balls left by the pandas.
After that, he didn't go into the mountain for a while. When he went to look for them several times later, he never saw the mother and cub panda again.
I don’t know whether they migrated or encountered poachers.
After listening to his story, the three of them were silent for a long time.
Xiong Mountain is actually not that big, and many hunters from several villages often go into the mountain.
If the mother and cub panda were still in the mountains, it would be unlikely that no one had encountered them for all these years.
In all likelihood, he's in trouble.
"Uncle Yang, can you tell me your story?"
Chen Wang suppressed his uncomfortable mood, looked at Yang Heping and said.
Yang Heping smiled and nodded, telling the story of the thrilling experience when he was young, when he held a knife and fought a black bear in close combat.
At that time, the hunting rifle he used was still that old foreign cannon.
In the south, it is called Tutong, which is also the earliest form of shotgun, mainly used for hunting and civilian self-defense.
The old foreign cannons had a short range, and the gunpowder they used was easily affected by moisture, causing the fuse to fail or even misfire.
At that time, when Yang Heping faced the black bear weighing more than 300 kilograms, the old foreign cannon in his hand became ineffective, forcing him to fight the black bear in close combat.
Fortunately, I was only slightly injured in the end, with my leg scratched by the black bear's claws.
At the end of his speech, Yang Heping took off his trousers and showed Chen Wang the hideous scars on his thighs.
Chen Wang listened to the two people's stories with great interest and did not feel sleepy at all.
Before they knew it, two hours had passed and it was the second group's turn to keep watch.
Yang Heping and Yan Laoliu went to bed and woke up the master and Yang Xuewen.
The two men came and sat down by the fire. Chen Wang still didn't go to sleep. He told them the story he had just heard, and then listened to his master tell two rare things about his hunting when he was young.
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It's almost the beginning of winter, and the dawn doesn't come so early in this season.
After six o'clock, the forest gradually became brighter.
After waking up, everyone discussed how to transport the wild boars out.
Since this place was not far from the entrance of Yanjia Village to the mountain, Chen Wang came up with an idea. He wanted to ask Uncle Zhao to drive the tractor to the foot of the mountain, and then everyone would move the wild boars onto the car together, leaving one person to guard it each time.
This idea was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
As for who would go to Uncle Zhao to talk about this, it would of course be Chen Wang.
Chen Wang did not refuse. It was a good opportunity for him to go back so that his wife and little girl wouldn't have to worry.
So he left Dahu and Ruyi behind, took the little monkey Jixiang and left, and quickly walked towards Chenjia Village.
The others were not idle either. They stayed to continue processing the wild boar. They also found some wooden sticks to tie up the limbs of the larger wild boars so that they would be suitable for transportation later.
After Chen Wang returned to the village, he went home first.
The little girl and my wife have both gotten up and are washing their faces and brushing their teeth.
Chen Wang briefly explained the situation, left the little monkey behind, and then went straight to Uncle Zhao's house.
Uncle Zhao’s door also opened.
"Uncle Zhao! Are you up yet?"
Chen Wang went straight to the door and shouted inside.
"Are you up, Awang?"
Uncle Zhao recognized his voice and walked out of the room.
"What's up? Why are you here so early?"
"Yes, please help me."
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