Chapter 1134

When Wang An finished feeding all the meat of one rabbit, Dacang and Xiaocang were full, but the crops of Dajin and Xiaojin were not bulging yet, so it was obvious they weren't full.

Rubbing the base of Dajin and Xiaojin’s necks, Wang An took the two pheasants out of the sack.

Until the two pheasants entered Dajin and Xiaojin’s stomachs, Dajin and Xiaojin were finally full.

It must be said that if you don't have some strength, just raising these four eagles is damn tough.

After feeding the four eagles, Wang An walked toward Huang Zhong, who was practicing shooting.

Wang An pointed at a tree in front and asked Huang Zhong to shoot. After a few shots, Wang An helplessly sucked his teeth.

It has to be said that wanting to find another talented sharpshooter like Wang Li is likely impossible.

Thinking for a moment, Wang An said to Huang Zhong:

"You don't hold the gun steadily, so you definitely won't shoot accurately. Wait until you go back and practice holding the gun steadily before practicing marksmanship. After you finish this box of ammunition, stop shooting; it’s a waste of bullets."

If you want to shoot accurately, the gun must be held steadily. It can be said that when pulling the trigger, the arms must be completely motionless. Even with Wang An’s awesome marksmanship, when using a rifle, at the moment of firing, he holds his breath.

There is no other way; when a person holds a gun with both hands, as long as they breathe, the muzzle will inevitably fluctuate, and if the muzzle fluctuates, the bullet won't be that accurate.

And like Huang Zhong, it’s completely because his arm strength is not enough, which has nothing to do with breathing or not. So in Wang An’s view, it’s enough for Huang Zhong to be able to use the gun skillfully.

However, regarding holding the gun, if you don't have good arm strength, no one can hold it steadily, so Wang An didn't take it to heart.

After Wang An finished speaking, Huang Zhong nodded:

"Yeah, I know, Big Brother."

Soon, a box of 25 bullets was all gone, and although Huang Zhong’s marksmanship didn't improve at all, his technique in using the gun was much more skillful.

Wang An picked up the sack again and said to Huang Zhong:

"Let’s go, go home."

Huang Zhong agreed:

"Yeah, Big Brother."

After speaking, Huang Zhong looked at the bullets that flew somewhere in the distance, and then touched the gun, obviously feeling a bit unfulfilled.

It must be said that men, regardless of age, have a great interest in shooting.

It’s just that practicing shooting in a situation where Huang Zhong can't even hold the gun steadily is useless even if he practices for a year. So before Huang Zhong can hold the gun steadily, Wang An doesn't plan to let Huang Zhong practice marksmanship.

Just like this, Wang An carried the sack, which contained three rabbits and one wild chicken, and Huang Zhong carried the gun alone, and the two walked toward home together.

And the four eagles were still circling above Wang An, occasionally landing on Wang An’s shoulder for a while.

On the way, Huang Zhong asked Wang An very humbly:

"Big Brother, how should I practice this holding the gun steadily to be able to master it faster?"

Wang An said while looking at the surrounding environment:

"This thing is simple, it’s just tiring."

Hearing this, Huang Zhong said firmly:

"Big Brother, I’m not afraid of being tired, really, can you teach me?"

Wang An turned his head and smiled at Huang Zhong, then said:

"Not holding the gun steadily is because your two arms don't have strength. When you go home, just do more work to practice arm strength and that’s it. When you have nothing to do, tie bricks to the barrel, and then keep the posture of holding the gun motionless. In less than two months, you’ll be able to hold the gun steadily, hehehe..."

Huang Zhong nodded thoughtfully and then said:

"Yeah, Big Brother, I know."

After a while, Huang Zhong suddenly said to Wang An with excitement:

"Big Brother, this 56-semi is more satisfying than the single-shot and that double-barreled shotgun, just pull the trigger, it’s so labor-saving."

Wang An asked with a smile:

"Do you like this gun?"

Huang Zhong glared and said seriously:

"That’s for sure, who wouldn't like this thing?"

Wang An laughed and thought for a moment:

"Then I’ll lend you this gun for the time being. When you use it to hit a big prize in the future, then give me the money. At that time, just give me 950 yuan according to the selling price of the supply and marketing cooperative, hahahaha..."

As he spoke, Wang An also patted Huang Zhong’s shoulder.

Actually, what Wang An said was lending, but in fact, this gun was given to Huang Zhong, but saying "lending" and saying "giving" are two different things.

You have to know the old saying: "A handful of rice is a favor, a bushel of rice is an enemy." If Wang An had just given a gun worth nine hundred yuan to Huang Zhong, it might have formed a mentality in Huang Zhong that he could just ask for Wang An’s things whenever he wanted.

And people’s desires are always endless. When things like this happen more often, Huang Zhong might lose himself and take himself too seriously.

So, Wang An didn't want to raise an ungrateful wretch, because if he raised one, he would have to find a way to get rid of it later, which would be too troublesome!

As for Huang Zhong hitting a big prize, that was just an excuse. You have to know that big prizes are not that easy to hit; without excellent marksmanship and skillful hunting techniques, wanting to hit a big prize is a joke.

Hearing Wang An say he would lend him the gun, Huang Zhong immediately said excitedly:

"Big Brother, really? Is this gun really lent to me?"

Wang An said casually:

"Yeah, lent to you, but remember, you have to give me money later. That’s 950 yuan; even if you were sold now, you wouldn't be worth 950 yuan, hahahaha..."

Huang Zhong said firmly:

"Yeah, with the gun, I’ll definitely be able to earn 950 yuan in the future."

When saying this, Huang Zhong was full of confidence, as if as long as he worked hard, that 950 yuan would definitely be in his pocket.

Wang An looked at Huang Zhong, who had to run to keep up with his walking, smiled, and didn't speak.

It still has to be "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

Huang Zhong’s father, Huang Baoguo, is already a father of three, but he might not have even seen what 950 yuan looks like together until now.

Of course, in this era, it’s not just Huang Baoguo who hasn't seen it; the vast majority of people haven't seen it.

Fortunately, Huang Zhong is now hanging out with Wang An, so it is indeed only a matter of time before he can earn 950 yuan.

Just as the two were talking and walking back, Wang An suddenly saw a divine beast much smaller than a roe deer in a bush in the distance.

As soon as he saw this divine beast, Wang An immediately widened his eyes, reached out to the side, and said to Huang Zhong:

"Quick, give me the gun and bullets, quietly, don't make a sound."

As he spoke, Wang An squatted down, and after Huang Zhong heard Wang An’s words, he immediately handed the gun and bullets to Wang An, not even daring to speak.

The reason Wang An was so nervous was that the divine beast Wang An saw was an animal rarely seen in the local area.

This animal looks very much like a half-grown roe deer, but it can only be said to be like it, because although this animal is also a deer family, they have no antlers on their heads, regardless of male or female.

The most important thing is that although it is also a herbivore, its males have a pair of tusks, and a pair of quite long tusks at that.

Of course, their tusks point downwards, not upwards like a wild boar’s tusks.

Besides this, there is a treasure on its body, a very valuable treasure, which is the scent pouch.

That’s right, the divine beast Wang An saw was a "musk deer."

(End of chapter)