Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 834 The Long-desired Title of Gunner

After everyone returned to the cellar, they transferred the wild boar carcasses from the backs of mules, horses and donkeys to the beds of four-wheeled carts and hand tractors.

However, during this period, Wang An left behind two small wild boars weighing more than 20 kilograms, and he and Wang Li each left behind an Oroqen horse.

As for the four-wheeled vehicle and the hand tractor, they were driven home by Wang Daliang and Wang Dazhui.

By this time, it was already past noon.

After Wang Dazhui and Wang Daliang led a group of people away, Wang An and Wang Li started to prepare for lunch.

Due to time constraints, the two of them stewed the meat and made hot steamed buns as usual.

As for the roast suckling pig that Wang An wanted to eat, it wouldn't be available for the time being, so he could only roast it in the afternoon and eat it in the evening.

While eating, Wang Li asked with a worried look on his face:
"Fourth brother, how long will it take for that big claw to move?"

Wang An shook his head and said:

"Who knows? If it wants to stay, it may stay for several years. If it doesn't want to stay, it may leave in the fall."

This is actually the question that has always puzzled Wang An.

It is said that the tigers that come to Heilongjiang Province are generally tigresses who come here to give birth, because the temperature here is relatively warmer than that in Russia.

Once the little tiger grows up, it will migrate to the Russians again.

Of course, this is just a rumor circulating locally, and Wang An doesn’t know whether it is true or not.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Wang Li looked at the fire expressionlessly while chewing his steamed bun, obviously a little absent-minded.

Wang An said with a smile on his face:
"What? Are you scared by a big claw? Why are you afraid of a gun? Besides, we don't even know if there is a big claw, so why are you afraid?"

Wang Li pondered and said:

"My house is about to start construction. Hunting at this time is already difficult enough. If a big claw comes out and stares at me every day, and I don't dare to hunt it after hunting, how annoying it would be."

When Wang An heard this, he rolled his eyes at Wang Li and said:

"Look at you, you look like a bear. How can we let you go into the mountains by yourself? Every time, we or Xueli and I have to go together. Don't worry, if it dares to come out, we can just sneak up and shoot it to death."

Wang Li was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said:

"How about killing it secretly? If people find out, we will be buried with it."

To be honest, Wang An was a little scared if the tiger was killed without approval.

After all, Wang An in his previous life was locked up in prison for selling tigers and guns.

After his rebirth, Wang An absolutely does not want to repeat the same mistakes again.

However, Wang An still pretended to be powerful and said:

"Not really. It'll be fine as long as no one knows about it. Don't worry."

Just like that, after Wang An's guidance and encouragement, Wang Li was obviously much more relaxed.

After lunch, the two of them, who had nothing to do, lay down on the kang in the cellar and had a good sleep.

What Wang An and Wang Li didn't know was that they had been dubbed "gunners" by the villagers of Kaoshantun. The reason why they were dubbed "gunners" was actually due to Wang Dazhu's contribution, because when everyone was chatting, Wang Dazhu accidentally revealed that Wang An had led the county people to slaughter the big claws before.

You should know that in the local area, only those who have slaughtered tigers and leopards can be called "gunners", and Wang An and Wang Li are definitely worthy of the title.

What Wang An and Wang Li could not have imagined was that the results of the battle against Qingmiao had begun to spread outside Kaoshantun.

In this age when wild beasts are rampant, if a village has a gunner, it can make the villagers feel much more secure.

If Wang An knew that he had obtained the title of "gunner" so easily, I wonder how he would feel.

When I woke up, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.

Walking out of the cellar, Wang An stretched himself lazily. It must be said that he slept very soundly.

He casually took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Li. Wang An thought for a moment and said:
"Old Five, ride home now and get two heads of garlic. Then go to my house and get a pot of wine. Then ask your sister-in-law for some sesame seeds. We'll have a good drink tonight."

Wang Li took a puff of his cigarette, and as smoke came out of his nose and eyes, he said:
"We still have to look after the crops at night. Can we drink alcohol? And what are we going to do with sesame seeds, Fourth Brother?"

Wang An looked at the crops around him and said:
"We killed a lot of wild boars this morning, so we have to be quiet tonight. Besides, we Wangs don't get drunk when we drink, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Go quickly, and I'll get rid of that little bastard. After that, we'll roast a suckling pig tonight."

When Wang Li heard about roast suckling pig, he immediately became interested and asked curiously:
"How do you roast suckling pig, Fourth Brother? I've never eaten it before."

Wang An lied with a smile:
"I haven't eaten it either, but I heard about it from people in the county. You'll know after you try it, haha."

Wang Li nodded and said:

"Yes, Fourth Brother, I'll go back now, hehehehe."

After Wang Li left, Wang An started to get busy.

Normally, wild boar skin cannot be eaten because it is completely different from domestic pig skin. It is quite hard and very difficult to take care of.

But the small flower corn is different. The skin of this thing is very tender. As long as you clean the hair and cook it, it is delicious.

So after Wang An started a fire, he threw the whole wild boar into the fire, and then put a bunch of dry twigs on the wild boar.

Soon, the whole little wild boar was buried in the fire.

After a few minutes, Wang An pulled the little wild boar out again, and then began to use a sharp knife to carefully scrape off the black cracks on it.

But this process is indeed a bit time-consuming.

Fortunately, Wang An had nothing to do at the moment and had plenty of time.

After scraping off the black clots, Wang An took the piglet to the ditch beside the field and gave it a thorough bath. Only then did Wang An gut the piglet.

Finally, the uncleaned pig's head and trotters were cut off and thrown away, and then cleaned again. The preparation for the roast suckling pig was finally completed.

In fact, in normal roasted suckling pig, the pig's head is not thrown away. However, it is very troublesome to clean up, and there is not much meat on the pig's head of such a small wild boar, so it is better to just throw it away and save trouble.

After taking care of the little wild boar, Wang An carried it back to the cellar.

After breaking off a bunch of tree branches with leaves on them and spreading them on the ground, Wang An began to carefully pickle the little wild boar.

(End of this chapter)