Chapter 432: Shichui Village, Methods for Transporting Wild Boars

Jier saw Weier being dragged and pulled by the wild boar, looking utterly disheveled, and could no longer sit still. Hunting wild boars to add meat to everyone's diet was good, but if it caused casualties within the team, that would not be good.

So he jumped off the roof where he had been staying, took a large stride for a running start, and then leaped, clearing an entire farmer's house and courtyard.

After landing, he took another small leap, flipping over the mud Earth Wall and Thorn Hedge of the farmer's courtyard ahead. He casually picked up a small Fruit Tree that had just been knocked over by the wild boar, and carrying the small tree, which was two or three times larger than his entire body, he leaped directly over the wall on the other side of the courtyard.

"Hey! Unlucky wild boar, look over here! Aside from you, your whole family is finished by now!" As soon as Jier arrived, he mocked the wild boar, not caring whether the other party could understand him.

Ordinary animals certainly could not understand, but Jier's sudden speaking still made the male wild boar, which was dragging a person, notice this newly appeared Human.

It slammed on the brakes and let out a fierce roar toward Jier.

Animals are very sensitive; even though Jier did not take this wild boar to heart at this moment, the wild boar felt a thick intent of death from Jier. The intent of death was not that Jier was going to die, but that the wild boar, having been called out by Jier, was going to die.

Seeing the wild boar called out by him and stopping to stand in a standoff, Jier hurriedly said to Weier, who was still gripping his Long Sword tightly: "Let go quickly, hey, damn it, do you still want to be dragged along by the wild boar?"

Called out and questioned by Knight Jier, Weier finally recovered his ability to think from his bewilderment. He just wanted to let go of the Long Sword in his hand, but for some reason, his hands would not listen to him at this moment, keeping a tight grip on the Long Sword, and both hands were like this.

"Knight! My hands won't listen to me! I can't let go!" Weier shouted loudly. Fortunately, the Swordsman's mouth was still functional and did not engage in any "listening to orders but not to summons" nonsense at this time.

Jier sighed speechlessly. He had heard and seen more than once that many people, when under extreme tension, would have hands and feet that would not listen to them—either their limbs would be weak and powerless, or they would exert too much force and be unable to control them.

Seeing that Weier had been dragged on the ground by the wild boar a few times and seemed uninjured and safe, he gave up the idea of using a weapon. Looking at the small Fruit Tree in his hand, Jier stomped on the ground again and realized that the ground inside the village under his feet was not very solid, so he lifted the tree in his hand and strode toward the wild boar opposite.

Seeing the dangerous Human opposite walking closer and closer, this male wild boar could no longer endure it. Its four hooves moved rapidly, its mouth wide open, and while letting out a threatening roar from its throat, it tried to get close and use its two thick, large tusks to fiercely flip this Human over.

But after seeing the wild boar's movement, Jier shouted: "Perfect!"

Then, he stomped his left and right feet heavily on the ground respectively, letting his leather combat boots create depressions to fix his position. Following closely, Jier gripped the broken end of the small tree in his hands, lowered his body, and faced the fierce wild boar that was accelerating and charging straight at him.

Seeing the Human in front pointing a broken tree trunk at him, the wild boar hurriedly wanted to turn to avoid it, but Jier also kept adjusting his hands, always aiming the broken end of the small tree at the wild boar's mouth.

With a *splat*, the small Fruit Tree trunk, as thick as a lower leg, entered directly from the wild boar's mouth and, because of the wild boar's impact force, was thrust into the wild boar's entire body in one go.

It even caused a portion of the intestines and Viscera to bulge out from the wild boar's rear.

The strong wild boar never expected until its death that what would kill it would be the strong body it had always been most proud of. It had once used the same move to defeat many other wild boars competing for its status; every one of those challengers was eventually knocked or flipped away by it, some fleeing, while more died shortly after being injured.

But today, a Human used the small tree it had casually knocked over to end its life.

Jier exhaled, pulling his feet out of the ground. He had just used the small tree to poke into the wild boar's mouth and kill it, and he had also received a violent impact force. If he hadn't stood firmly just now, this move might not have killed this sturdy wild boar in one strike.

Letting go of the small tree trunk he had been gripping, Jier said to Weier, who was still hanging on the side of the wild boar and was too surprised to speak after seeing him kill the wild boar: "How is it? Unlike fighting people, when fighting and wrestling with these wild beasts, you need to be more flexible in your technique."

Weier gave a wry smile: "Knight Jier, even if I learned this method of yours, I couldn't do it. If I did this, I would only be pushed along by the wild boar; it wouldn't be any different from me hanging on the wild boar."

Jier shrugged: "It's not asking you to learn this specific technique, but to learn the combat thinking behind this technique. Can you understand the difference between the two?"

Weier fell silent; he seemed to have gained some realization.

Jier kicked the wild boar's carcass and said to Weier, who still could not let go of his hands: "I'll give you a task. After you can move your hands normally in a while, find a way by yourself to get this fat, sturdy wild boar to the place where everyone is making a fire and camping. Any problems?"

Weier looked at their current location within the village and found that the distance to the chosen overnight spot—the original Shichui Village house—was less than about one hundred meters in a straight line.

If walking, it would take less than a minute, just needing to bypass a few farmers' courtyards, but if he had to find a way to transport the two or three hundred kilogram wild boar by himself, it would be very difficult.

But he had already made a fool of himself, shown his cowardice, and lost face just now, so at this moment, whether he could do it or not, he had to agree.

"No problem, leave it to me, Knight Jier."

Weier agreed solemnly. He even wanted to stand up and salute, but since his hands were still tightly gripping the Long Sword hilt, his gesture appeared somewhat ridiculous.

Jier waved his hand at Weier, patted the dust and splashed mud off his body, and walked toward the overnight spot.

This was, of course, a test; one could even say it was an overly obvious test of the thinking method Jier had just mentioned, rather than the specific technique.

One person seemingly cannot move a wild boar carcass weighing several hundred kilograms; after all, many people cannot even move a drunk Human companion, let alone a sturdy wild boar several times the weight of a Human.

But if you don't think about dragging and pulling the wild boar away by yourself, wanting to accomplish this matter is not that difficult.

"Everyone, take a look in a while. See if Weier's mind is flexible and if he can bring over the largest wild boar we hunted today by himself."

Beside the rising campfire, Jier sat on a wooden chair found from the village house and said to everyone busy around him.

Everyone was busy processing the several wild boars hunted just now, and unexpectedly, there were two small wild boars that looked both cute and delicious, with white, brown, and black stripes, tied to the side of the carriage with ropes.

These two little guys were terrified, peeing and pooping all over the ground, but no one cared about them at this time; everyone else was busy skinning and gutting the other dead wild boars.

Several young men went back and forth between the scene and the village well, responsible for constantly fetching water to provide a continuous supply of clean water to wash the slaughter site.

The thick wild boar skin had a certain protective power, so Jier specifically asked everyone to peel it off and process it separately. They wiped the surface of the wild boar's body with clean water to remove mud and other dirt, and a Warrior in the team with steady hands used a thin-bladed small knife to scrape off the excess Grease on the inner side of the simply peeled wild boar skin.

Then they used extra hot boiled water to thoroughly remove the Grease on it. After that, they could not do much more and could only hang the wild boar skin on the side of the carriage to dry, waiting for it to harden, after which they could find a tanner in a village with people to handle the remaining work.

Besides this, more people were processing the wild boar meat.

The living environment of wild boars in the wild is poor, so there must be many parasites, and therefore many parts that should have been edible were discarded. Jier waved his hand, letting everyone throw these chopped pieces of meat, Viscera, and other things outside the village to prevent these things from attracting some carnivorous beasts tonight.

Throwing them outside the village and letting them eat their fill is fine.

The wild boar head, which accounts for one-third of the whole body, cannot be eaten. Once the skin is peeled and the Viscera removed, the remaining edible parts actually don't look like that much.

The meat on the four legs is the most abundant and looks to be in the best condition, but it cannot be eaten directly like that; it's still the parasite problem mentioned before. Unless one isn't that particular, otherwise, one cannot eat it as whole legs or whole racks of pork ribs.

Instead, one must not be afraid of trouble and use a small knife to cut the meat on these parts into small strips one by one, then string them on branches and use the residual heat of the campfire to roast them into dried meat strips.

This way, one can check and avoid suspicious pork with parasites while cutting the meat, and it can also allow the dried meat strips, which have been roasted and dehydrated, to have a longer storage time.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and how to preserve food for a long time during the journey is something Xueya Steer pays special attention to.

Yes, these were all being presided over and managed by Xueya Steer, and Jier didn't need to do anything. After all, the team had sufficient manpower, and he only needed to sit by the campfire and occasionally turn the roasted meat skewers set up there so they wouldn't burn into charcoal ash.

"It's a pity we don't have enough spices, otherwise we could think of a way to make them into something similar to the horse meat jerky popular in the Caravans of our Western Province. Relying solely on salt, I can only say that the things made simply like this are edible; yes, I can only say they are edible, they have a bit of flavor, that's all."

Xueya Steer finally gave such an evaluation of the roasted meat jerky produced.

But the others in the team already felt it was not bad. Especially the various Warriors who were Farmers by origin; they had only had a satisfying meal of meat at the celebration banquet a few days ago. Usually, back in their hometowns, how could everyone eat meat so wantonly? The various animals raised by every household in the village, those that could provide meat, all had to be taken out to sell for money, because in many places, the Lord masters, besides collecting a certain share of grain as tax every year, would also collect a certain amount of physical currency from the Farmers for various reasons.

They collect money! And it must be currency!

So the animals that could be eaten as meat all had to be sold for money to pay taxes. Don't look at the Warriors as big, strong young men; the opportunities to eat meat are actually few, and they don't even eat it a few times a year.

Everyone was processing the roasted meat jerky while preparing tonight's dinner; needless to say, it was big meat soup, and it was a fat, delicious, and fragrant meat soup stewed with large pork bones that one didn't have to worry about parasites in.

Paired with the Bread exchanged from Torito Village, this dinner was beyond wonderful!

"Why hasn't Weier come over yet?"

Priest Bata'er looked at the setting sun and was somewhat doubtful whether Weier could complete the task Jier had assigned.

Jier sat on a chair, rolled his eyes, and at the same time turned several pork skewers that were roasting dry in his hand. He said, "It's not that difficult, is it? Anyone with a flexible mind should be able to come up with one or two ways to transport that wild boar over here."

"For example?" the Priest pressed.

Jier scratched his hair, pointed casually at a young Warrior who was idling, and said to him, "If I asked you alone to transport a male wild boar carcass weighing about three hundred kilograms from one end of the Cunzi to where we are, what method would you think of?"

This young Warrior was stumped. He racked his brains, and finally, rubbing his hands, he tentatively replied, "My lord, you said for me to do it alone, so could I borrow a horse from our team and have the horse pull the wild boar carcass?"

Jier snapped his fingers: "Look at that, a clever approach!"

Bata'er Jiaoshi slapped his forehead, complaining to himself about why he hadn't thought of this method.

Xueya Siter interrupted excitedly at this moment: "Ask me, ask me! Jier, you ask me too!"

Jier pointed at the middle-aged Caravan guard Siter, satisfying his desire to perform: "You speak, tell everyone your method, but it can't be similar to the previous one!"

Xueya Siter chuckled: "That's not simple? That young man said to use a horse, and my method is similar, but without a horse. As long as you get the wild boar carcass onto a wagon, taking advantage of the wheels, even one person can pull the wagon. It's only a few steps anyway, so putting in some effort is nothing."

The Priest was just about to say this was also a good method, when Jier asked in advance: "But the wagon bed isn't low, how would you get a wild boar weighing at least three hundred kilograms into the wagon?"

"I'd just find a few people to move it up... oh, you said I have to do it alone! Sigh, forget it, forget it, what I said doesn't count!" Xueya Siter hurriedly waved his hands, indicating his method wouldn't work, and let others suggest a feasible one.

Immediately, a driver stood out and said: "I have a method, but it can only be done in winter."

Jier reached out to signal for this driver to state his method.

This young driver pointed to a water bucket not far away, which still had half a bucket of fresh water in it, and said: "In winter, you just need to splash water evenly on the ground and let it freeze into an ice surface. The ice surface is very slippery; even for such a sturdy wild boar, one person could drag it along on the ice with a rope."

Jier clapped to show his satisfaction: "That's a method, although it's limited to winter. What if it were now? If you were Weier, what would you do?"

This driver waved his hand to indicate he had no other method.

At this time, Bata'er Jiaoshi also racked his brains and came up with his own method. He repeatedly recalled the various knowledge he had learned while studying at the church, and finally thought of one: "Listen to mine!"

Jier raised his hand: "Start your performance!"

Bata'er Jiaoshi brought over several round logs from a wagon nearby. These logs had not yet been split; they were travel supplies used by the Caravan when they couldn't find suitable firewood while camping in the wild.

He placed the short, thick, round logs on the ground one by one, arranged them in a row, and then placed his hand on them and rolled it: "As you can all see, my method is similar to a wagon, but because the method is simple, it actually solves the problem of being unable to move a heavy wild boar carcass onto a wagon."

He brought over half a pig leg, placed it on top of the row of sticks, and pushed the leg lightly; the pig leg moved easily to one side as the sticks underneath rolled.

The Priest then moved the sticks that were left empty behind the pig leg to the front row, and thus a mobile track that could roll at will appeared.

He continued: "Considering it is a three-hundred-kilogram wild boar, the sticks used as wheels cannot be too small; they must be at least ten-year-old tree trunks. It wouldn't take many trees to move heavy things, and even one person, if they spend a bit more time, could do it!"

Jier clapped and commented: "Yes, this is indeed a good method, especially when you don't have other available tools at hand; an axe that can chop trees is all you need."

Jier then asked everyone: "Does anyone else have a method?"

Xueya Siter chuckled and said to Jier: "Jier, you posed the difficult question, so do you have a method? Oh, and it can't be the same as the methods everyone else proposed! Hehe."

Jier pointed at this companion and scolded with a smile: "You just want to see me make a fool of myself, huh? Heh, let you down, I do have one, and it's not the same as yours. Furthermore, I have two!"

"Tell us quickly!"

"Yes, Lord Jier, tell us your method!"

Everyone looked over, wanting to hear what method Jier the Knight, as the one who posed the question, had to deal with it.

Jier shrugged and extended his right arm to strike a bodybuilding pose: "It's too easy, everyone, too easy. For me, why would I use any troublesome means? Relying on my strength, I would just drag the wild boar over with one hand and be done with it."

Jier's method caused a burst of laughter from everyone. Xueya Siter jumped up and down: "That doesn't count, that doesn't count! You, Jier, can do it that way, but how can others do the same as you? You have to say a feasible method that we can all do."

Jier smiled: "That doesn't stump me either. My other method is one that everyone can do."

These words attracted everyone's attention. They saw Jier slightly draw the Long Sword at his waist, wearing a smile, but saying dangerously: "Since we are going to eat the meat of that wild boar anyway, why must we transport the whole boar over? Wherever the wild boar died, just butcher it on the spot, chop it into pieces, and that would make it convenient for an average person to transport, wouldn't it?"

Everyone looked at each other, none of them had expected Jier the Knight's answer to be like this. Although it sounded very appropriate and reasonable, why was there a bloody taste to it?

Seeing everyone looking at each other in dismay, Jier said at this moment: "I wonder which of the methods everyone suggested Weier would choose?"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses and began to guess. Some said it would be the last method Jier gave, because it was simple and easy to use, and one could do it as long as they had a sword in hand—and who among those present didn't have a sword?

Oh, Bata'er Jiaoshi didn't use a sword, so he wouldn't be able to do that.

Others said that if one considered reality, borrowing a horse to drag the wild boar carcass was the most convenient means; tie a rope, and you could drag the wild boar carcass away by driving the horse.

So which one would Weier specifically choose?

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