Chapter 1020

Setting traps and snares, including the wooden board traps in front of us, as well as digging pits and setting traps, are all considered small-scale hunting in the mountain-going line.

And in terms of small-scale hunting, the skills Wang An has are all taught by Feng Chengmin, while Mu Xueli and Wang Li's skills are all taught by Wang An.

So this deer hunting, although initiated by Wang An, still needs to listen to Feng Chengmin's command and let Feng Chengmin be the leader of the mountain-going team.

The main thing is that in Wang An's view, everything is the same, that is, listen to whoever has the ability.

After Wang An finished speaking, Feng Chengmin looked at this deer path and then looked back at the entire salt-alkali land, only then saying:

"This herd of deer will probably come from here next time. We can't destroy the deer path. If the deer path is destroyed, then eight or nine out of ten of this herd of deer will not come over again."

Feng Chengmin pondered again, reached out from the due east direction to the due south direction, and then said:

"Like this, let's set 500 traps scattered around the outside of this salt-alkali land, from here to there, and then in the circle outside these traps, find tree holes and set all the 1050-plus traps, forming a pocket shape, leaving only this deer path on the southwest side."

As he spoke, Feng Chengmin pointed to a mountain peak about 300 meters away in the southwest direction and said:

"After we set the traps, we'll go there and guard. Once the deer herd enters, we'll shoot. The deer herd will inevitably explode when they hear the gunshots. We'll just catch them ready-made then."

After saying this, Feng Chengmin immediately showed a happy smile, as if this herd of deer would definitely be like he imagined and fall into the trap soon.

However, Feng Chengmin's method was basically the same as what Wang An thought, so Wang An was quite in agreement.

Do it as soon as you say it. The four people returned to the place where the horses were tied, unloaded the traps from the horses, and got busy.

I have to say, 1550 traps, although they don't sound like much, wanting to set them all is truly not a simple matter.

The reason is none other than that there are too few people.

Fortunately, in this season, deer herds generally only come to the salt-alkali land every three to five days, and according to the time calculation, the deer herd will come tomorrow at the earliest.

So the time for the 4 people to set the traps is relatively sufficient. As long as all the traps are set before night, it will be completely in time.

This salt-alkali land is not too big, only about four or five mu, with only a few sparse wild grasses growing on it, but those few wild grasses also look like they are about to die at any time.

And besides these few wild grasses, there are no other plants in the entire salt-alkali land.

I have to say, the vitality of wild grass is relatively tenacious; it can grow in such a shitty environment.

It's just that this environment has caused great inconvenience to the 4 people setting the traps.

Because in places without vegetation, it is very difficult to camouflage the traps. You can't just pull a handful of leaves from a tree far away, right?

Therefore, before setting each trap, you must try your best to preserve the layer of hard soil on it, and then after setting the trap, you must cover the trap with that layer of hard soil.

The main thing is to restore it to the appearance before digging the hole as much as possible.

Just like that, time soon came to noon, and these 500 traps had just been set.

That's right, for a whole morning, these four people each set only 100-plus traps. This efficiency is truly a bit too slow.

Fortunately, there is an old saying that goes well, that is "Slow work produces fine products."

Because these four people all believe that even if it is just these 500 traps, they can catch all those 30-plus deer.

When the four people sat together to eat pancakes, they only heard Mu Xueli say:

"Brother-in-law, should we continue to set the remaining traps after noon? Why do I feel that these 500 traps are completely enough?"

After Mu Xueli finished speaking, Wang Li also agreed:

"Yeah, I feel it's enough too. We set these traps densely; don't say 30-plus deer, I feel even 100 deer can be caught."

To be honest, Wang An also felt that 500 were enough, but Wang An didn't say so, but looked at Feng Chengmin and said:

"Old Uncle, do you feel that these 500 are enough?"

After all, in this regard, Feng Chengmin is the most professional. Wang An still believes that he must listen to Feng Chengmin.

Seeing Feng Chengmin roll his eyes at Wang An, only then did he say with some dissatisfaction:

"I see 200 are enough. It's just you, insisting on making so many traps. I have never seen anyone set so many traps in one pile."

As he spoke, Feng Chengmin also gave Wang An a look with his eyelids.

It can be seen that Feng Chengmin is dissatisfied and helpless with Wang An's behavior of setting a large number of traps. The main thing is that when setting traps, people are in a squatting posture, or a single-knee kneeling posture.

So these four people, except for occasionally standing up to move their squatting numb thighs, squatted in the salt-alkali land for a whole morning.

I have to say, this work of setting traps is truly annoying enough.

Wang An didn't care about Feng Chengmin's dissatisfaction, actually pretending not to see it, and continued to say:

"Then we go directly to that mountain peak after noon? And don't set the remaining traps?"

Who knew that after Feng Chengmin heard this, he shook his head:

"Anyway, there are more than a thousand traps left. Let's pick the certain ones. After a while, let's stretch the pocket formation, and set a few traps in places where deer can walk in the circle outside..."

While speaking, Feng Chengmin put his left palm up and then clenched his fist tightly:

"Let's just try this once and catch all these deer, not one will run away."

Wang An looked at Feng Chengmin's confident appearance and couldn't help but joke:

"Old Uncle, didn't you say 200 traps were enough?"

Feng Chengmin took a bite of the pancake and said righteously:

"That's because the traps have already been brought up the mountain. Isn't it a waste if you don't use them? What if you catch something else? You child, you don't understand anything."

Listening to Wang An being scolded, Mu Xueli and Wang Li lowered their heads at the same time, but their constantly shrugging shoulders could explain that they were secretly laughing.

After eating, because they didn't dare to smoke, the four people didn't stay idle and continued to get busy.

The main thing is that people only temporarily forget about smoking when they are busy. You have to know the old saying, that is "A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god."

If a smoker can't have one after a meal, the feeling of scratching the heart and lungs is truly quite uncomfortable.

This busy work lasted until 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

However, the four people didn't work in vain at all, because around this entire salt-alkali land, except for the deer path where no traps were set, traps were scattered everywhere.

As long as the deer herd dares to come, it will be impossible to run away again.

(End of chapter)