Chapter 41

The heart, liver, and lungs of the small roe deer were very tender and especially easy to cook.

Wang An broke off four straight branches, handed two to his uncle-in-law, and used them as chopsticks!

Don't say, in these uninhabited mountains, eating freshly cooked heart, liver, and lungs seriously had a unique taste!

Spicy, warm, and satisfying!

It was just that Wang An was in trouble when drinking the soup!

No bowl!!

Only to see Feng Chengmin unhurriedly pick up his knife and walk to a linden tree.

He cut a circle horizontally, moved the knife up, and cut another circle horizontally.

He cut vertically between the two circles, pried with the tip of the knife, and tore it with his hand, and a piece of linden bark came off.

He went to another linden tree and operated the same way, getting another piece of linden bark.

Wang An knew that peeling linden bark like this wouldn't kill the tree!

After spring comes, it will continue to grow new bark, which is also the unique awesome feature of the linden tree!

Linden bark is very flexible, just like thick kraft paper.

Use the knife to cut the bark into a square as much as possible.

Fold up the four sides, fold the overlapping parts of the four corners vertically, and then use the tip of the knife to poke a hole in the excess part!

Insert a thin branch to fix it.

A flat square bark box was completed!

Wang An almost dropped his jaw!

Can you play like this!! Learned another trick!

Hmm, this thing is seriously quite good to use as a bowl!

Doesn't leak, doesn't leak at all!

No matter what, this spicy soup is really good to drink!!

Seasonings and such, whether they have an impact or not is not big.

The two ate and drank their fill, and Wang An brushed the pot well with snow.

He extinguished the fire with snow, and the two drove the sled and continued to stroll in the deep mountains!

But it wasn't the aimless stroll Wang An had before; Wang An was looking for prey tracks.

Pinching tracking is a matter of practice makes perfect!

Seeing more, and having someone teach on the side, any normal person who wants to learn can learn it very quickly!

After less than an hour, Wang An and Feng Chengmin both wanted to call the big stallion to stop at the same time.

"What's wrong? You found it too?" Feng Chengmin asked Wang An with a smile.

"Yeah, look at these hoof prints, there should be three wild boars, one big and two small!" Wang An said with a smile.

"Hahaha, not bad, that's right. See if the big one is a boar or a sow?" Feng Chengmin said.

"Can you tell the male and female from these hoof prints?" Wang An asked in confusion.

"Why can't you! Animals with two-part hooves like this can all be seen!" Feng Chengmin said.

"Is that so?" Wang An examined them for a long time, feeling they were all the same.

Feng Chengmin laughed: "For female animals, the hind hoof prints are separated."

Wang An found that the big hoof prints were indeed separated.

He asked in confusion: "Then what's going on?"

Feng Chengmin said: "Because it's carrying cubs and its belly is heavy, the hind legs bear more force, so the hooves are pressed open!"

Wang An nodded as if he understood, but Feng Chengmin's explanation for why the hooves were separated might be wrong, but it was true that the female animal's hoof prints were separated!

The two drove the sled and chased after the hoof prints.

Wild boar hoof prints are much easier to identify than roe deer hoof prints!

Because roe deer are relatively light, the marks are relatively shallow.

And to be a sow, and still carrying piglets, the weight is over 200 jin!

The hoof prints are very easy to identify; just run along the marks.

Now it hasn't entered deep winter, and the fat on the wild boars hasn't been consumed much.

A normal sow's weight must be over 250 jin, and by the time spring comes, the fat on the wild boars is basically gone, leaving only 200-plus jin.

A pig's speed is much faster than a person's, but it can't outrun most animals.

If the horse pulls the sled, if the mountain road wasn't difficult to walk, and there were occasionally places where the trees were dense.

Then chasing pigs would be like playing.

This time it was upwind, no need to go around.

Sitting on the sled, they saw three wild boars from a distance under a hazel tree, seemingly rooting for hazelnuts to eat.

The two tied the big stallion and had to approach slowly.

Because Feng Chengmin said that wild boars run away once they are startled. Wild boars' endurance is quite awesome; they won't stop until they are hungry and panicked, and have no strength left, they will just keep running.

So, in order not to have to risk their lives chasing pigs, they had to approach quietly.

After approaching, they strive to kill with one blow, otherwise, if they only wound the wild boar.

The wild boar will either hurt people or keep running, keep running, until the wild boar thinks it's safe, then it will stop!

Whether it lives or dies depends on the wild boar's injury situation.

If the injury is too heavy, it will lie down and die after a while; if the injury is not heavy, it will become a 'gun-leaker,' and it will be quite difficult to hunt this pig next time!

Because a wild boar's sense of smell is much, much stronger than a hunting dog's.

You'll have a hard time even seeing its shadow! And hunting it will be even harder!

After listening, Wang An was quite shocked! This wild boar is too mysterious!

However, Wang An believed it completely. As an experienced hunter, Feng Chengmin knew too many things!

It can be said that Feng Chengmin understood the habits of most of the animals in these mountains!

Approaching the wild boars to about 100 meters, the two, like hunting roe deer, all raised their guns to their faces.

Feng Chengmin was worried about Wang An's marksmanship, so he would take the sow, and Wang An could take either of the two 130-140 jin yellow-haired boars.

Wang An could take whichever he wanted, and they would see about the last one.

But accidents always come so unexpectedly.

Before Feng Chengmin could finish counting, he saw the sow raise its head and sniff.

Without even hesitating, it ran away directly!

That instantaneous acceleration was quite fast, and the two yellow-haired boars didn't even know what was going on!

Three gunshots were heard: "bang," "bang," "bang."

One of the two yellow-haired boars fell to the ground, and the other ran a few steps and fell to the ground.

Only that sow ran away.

"Bang," another gunshot, followed by another "bang!"

About 140-150 meters away, the big sow was dragging its two hind legs and still crawling forward.

Language cannot keep up with the speed of events!

"Good boy! Your marksmanship is simply divine! Hahaha," Feng Chengmin shouted excitedly while laughing.

About 100 meters is the best distance to fire.

If it's close, the mountain animals smell the special human scent and the gunpowder smell of the gun, and they run away directly.

If it's far, the difficulty of hitting increases several times, and the gun isn't very accurate, so most of the shots just wound the mountain animals.

You must know that the vitality of mountain animals is quite tenacious, and if they run, you can't catch them!

And the situation at this time was that the sow smelled the scent and suddenly ran, and Feng Chengmin, who was aiming at the sow, didn't hit the head.

He only wounded the sow, which didn't delay the mother wild boar from continuing to run wildly.

And Wang An's two shots killed both yellow-haired boars.

The 4th shot was fired by Feng Chengmin, because when the wild boar ran, it only showed its butt and two hind legs.

Feng Chengmin could only aim at the legs, but the sow could still run even if only one leg was wounded.

So the 5th shot was fired by Wang An, hitting the other hind leg.

Both hind legs were useless, and in order to survive, this mother wild boar could only crawl forward with its two front legs.

But no matter how well it could crawl, how fast could it be?

This kind of cooperation, hitting the wild boar that was about to run away and leaving it crippled so it couldn't run!

That feeling of success was even more hearty than completing a sniper shot alone!

So Feng Chengmin was very excited, quite thrilled, as if he had eaten crazy dog meat!

After shouting, Feng Chengmin "whooshed" and, yelling "ao ao," rushed toward the mother wild boar!

That rush was truly fast! He must have eaten a lot of crazy dog meat!

Wang An, a 1.8-meter-tall, 19-year-old young man, couldn't catch up!

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