Chapter 89 089: Sweeping Snow

Because it is winter, there are not many vegetables in the mountains, but there is a lot of meat.

After snow, it is best for hunting. You may encounter many large wild animals, let alone small animals.

Wang Tianxiao told everyone about his plan, and Er Wu and his two younger brothers were very excited.

The three dogs seemed to understand the man's words and kept circling around him.

But before hunting, Wang Tianxiao went to the town first. In addition to replenishing some vegetables, he also bought some belts with strong elasticity and good toughness.

The road covered with heavy snow was a bit slippery, and it took more than an hour. By the time he returned to the station again, it was already noon.

Because they had agreed to have a big meal in the evening, Wu Wenhua simply heated up the steamed buns and fried a large plate of shredded potatoes at noon, and everyone sat around and ate it all.

Li Yali couldn't eat spicy food, so Wu Wenhua made chicken soup in a small pot. Wang Tianxiao tasted it and it was fragrant but not greasy. It tasted really good.

Because he told Wu Wenhua that Li Yali's cooking was not as delicious as his, Wu Wenhua became the chef of the future station.

Wu Wenming readily agreed. Before he and his brother worked as loaders, he worked as a cook in a brick and tile factory. There was no problem in providing food for hundreds of people. There were only a few people at the station for the time being, and it was just Zhang Yide eating bean sprouts, a piece of cake.

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While chatting, Wang Tianxiao learned that Wu Wenhua was married. He was from the next town. He had two children, a son and a daughter. However, his brother Wu Qiancai had not yet found a partner. This had always been a big concern for Wu Wenhua.

The two brothers lost their parents when they were young and have always been dependent on each other. Wu Wenhua was able to marry a wife because the brothers earned money together. Now that they have children of their own, the elder brother is still a bachelor. It is strange that he is not in a hurry.

Wang Tianxiao comforted them, saying that if we work hard together in the mountains, we will definitely make enough money. By then, we can marry any kind of girl, and we must marry a good girl with a big butt and fertility.

After several days of contact with Wang Tianxiao, the two brothers from the Wu family knew that this young boss was a cheerful person, generous and sincere, and cheerful in doing things, so they firmly believed in what he said.

After eating, Wang Tianxiao began to prepare hunting equipment.

Except for him, including his two younger brothers, the other four people actually had no concept of hunting at all. The hunting in their minds basically involved encountering the prey, knocking it down with one shot, or chasing the prey with dogs.

But in fact, different prey require different methods.

Take the most common wild boar as an example.

It is easier in the north than in the south, because it is most convenient to hunt pigs after snow in the north.

If you really want to hunt a wild boar or eliminate a herd of wild boars, the first step is to track it. If you can't guarantee this, there won't be much to do later.

Prey in the mountains have a very keen sense of smell, and wild boars are no exception.

It is extremely difficult to actually meet a wild boar through chance encounter.

Therefore, the general search task is given to hounds. They are faster and have a more sensitive sense of smell. Wild boars can smell them, and they can also smell the smell of wild boars.

They are very professional hunters with good skills, and the dogs they raise are also very ferocious.

For example, Wang Tianxiao knew a hunter before. He kept more than a dozen dogs at home, and he hunted in two shifts. When encountering wild boars, he often chased them with dogs, broke up the herd, and then used the dogs to group up the stray wild boars.

Surround them and use a spear similar to a red tassel gun to penetrate the wild boar's body.

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In short, hunting is a very systematic thing.

If it's a small fight, you can try your luck, but if you want to really get good things, it's no less difficult than a small battle.

The more prepared you are, the greater the possibility of victory and the greater the results you will gain.

Wang Tianxiao will live in the mountains from now on, growing medicine, hunting, and breeding are all things he cannot avoid.

Life in the mountains wouldn't be too earth-shattering, but he worked hard for half his life in his previous life and experienced too much complexity and helplessness. Now he feels that this kind of life is very happy and full of endless fun.

Wang Tianxiao took out the belt he bought from the town, took out the tool box, and the thick wire left over from the last time he made a cage, took a bench and sat down at the door.

"Second brother, what do you want to do?"

"Make a slingshot."

"Ah?" Wang Tianxin didn't understand, "Aren't you going to hunt in the mountains? Why are you playing again?"

"Who said I want to play? I'm not going to use it as a hunting tool."

"What can a slingshot do? Is it to scratch wild animals?" Wang Tianxin disagreed.

Wang Tianxiao smiled and said, "You'll know in a moment. Here, use scissors to cut this belt into thin strips as wide as your fingers."

"Oh." Wang Tianxin didn't understand yet, but he still followed Wang Tianxiao's instructions to cut it.

"Boss Wang, are you trying to kill a bird?"

Wu Wenhua observed for a long time and couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

Wang Tianxiao looked up at the vast white mountains in the distance and smiled, "You can also shoot birds, but in fact there are things more valuable than birds."

"You mean... Stone Marten? Or Aihu?"

Wang Tianxiao glanced at him in surprise, "Do you still know Shi Diao?"

Wu Wenhua said with a naive smile: "Our village is also close to the mountains. That guy sometimes goes to our village to catch mice or squirrels, and sometimes he even steals chickens."

Wang Tianxiao nodded, "Yes, we are just going to clean the snow."

The stone marten is also a small carnivore in the family Mustelidae and is a close relative of the sable. However, there are no sables in the Ziwuling peaks, only stone martens.

When this kind of thing grows up, its body is about forty or fifty centimeters long, and its head is small, like a triangular cone.

The stone marten's reaction arc is very fast, but when it moves on weekdays, it likes to drag its tail on the ground, just like a small broom sweeping snow, so people here also like to call it "snow sweeping".

This guy has inherited the super reproductive ability of the Mustelidae family and can give birth to up to seven or eight babies per litter. Therefore, as an omnivorous carnivore, it was once so common that people were upset.

If they can't find food in the mountains, they will gradually go to human settlements in groups to steal food.

What's even more terrifying is that stone martens also conform to the very "cruel" habits of the mustelidae, and they are addicted to killing weak animals.

Large carnivores basically stop hunting when they are full, while stone martens will kill their prey as soon as they see it, even if they are not hungry.

This is somewhat similar to cats.

Therefore, if the number of stone martens is allowed to spread uncontrollably, it will completely pose a huge challenge to the survival of other nearby small mammals, rats, reptiles, and even birds.

In the early years, due to the proliferation of stone martens, the government even organized people to hunt and kill them. Later, people discovered that mink skins could be used to make expensive clothes, so they hunted and killed stone martens uninvited. Soon, the number of stone martens was reduced to a small number, and it became a national

ANIMAL CROSSING.

In just a few decades, humans have indeed significantly changed the ecology of some places to a certain extent.

The one who impaled the wild boar with a gun was a colleague of my father's... You don't think that is fantasy, do you? That actually happened.

besides……

The stories I mentioned in this book, such as "There was once someone..." and "I heard that someone..." are all real people. They are equivalent to telling short stories to friends who have never hunted wild animals in the mountains.

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Chapter completed!