Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 806 Leopards are valuable, but not worth risking your life for
"what are you thinking?"

"And you know the dynamics in advance? How do you know? Fly up and watch?"

"We don't even have hunting dogs. If we had a dog we could have blocked it for you."

"In this situation, it's not certain who will be the big meal for whom."

Chen Guobiao refuted Chen Hui's statement.

"If it's anything else, everyone has guns and can try it."

"That's a leopard, you can't hide from it even if you climb a tree!"

"Although the leopard is valuable, it is not worth risking your life for." Uncle Lin also agreed with him.

For hunters.

Climb up a tree to avoid the prey's attack, and then fight back with the gun in your hand.

It is a safe and effective strategy.

This strategy doesn't work against leopards.

"Then let's climb separately. It can't possibly climb four trees at the same time, right?"

"No matter which tree it climbs, the remaining three people will shoot it with guns!" Wang Zheng suggested.

Chen Guobiao looked at Wang Zheng and sighed heavily.

"What if it climbs the same tree you climbed?" said Uncle Lin.

Wang Zheng thought about it and subconsciously touched his butt.

No matter who it is chasing, there is a danger of an extreme one-for-one exchange.

"Chen Hui and Wang Zheng are still novices."

"Wang Zheng's shooting is not good, and Chen Hui's shooting relies entirely on luck. Each of them is in a different direction. God knows whether he will hit the man or the leopard first."

"Let's go back and report to the hunting team in town."

"Let them organize a few veteran hunters and come back with hunting dogs, bows and arrows, and guns."

"Let's go, let's go a little further, collect some firewood and then come back."

"I'll walk at the back, and you guys walk in the front. Keep an eye out in other directions, too."

Chen Guobiao said this, urging several people to hurry up.

Chen Hui looked back.

I feel a bit pity.

However, he agreed with what Chen Guobiao said.

My marksmanship depends entirely on luck. The leopard moves very quickly, so even if I can sense it, I may not be able to react in time.

Living a new life, Chen Hui cherishes his life very much.

Nothing more was said.

He put the gun back into the backpack and took out the slingshot.

He walked in front of Chen Guobiao with a slingshot in his hand and a backpack on his back.

The group walked to a place not far from the entrance of the forest. Chen Guobiao and Lin Jiabo looked around but found no trace of the leopard.

A few people relaxed, took sickles and machetes and started chopping wood.

Chen Hui used the golden finger to kill two squirrels and a jungle fowl.

When we returned, everyone's backpack was full.

The only difference is that theirs were all firewood, while Chen Hui’s were all meat.

"I'll go back and process the prey and send you some meat later." Chen Hui took the initiative to say.

"No need for that. You fought all of this yourself today."

"Even if we didn't come, you could have gotten so much by yourself," Wang Zheng evaded.

Who doesn't want meat?

But he understood the rules of hunting together.

Everyone works together and everyone shares.

All those things in Chen Hui's backpack were caught by himself, so it was understandable that he didn't distinguish them.

"You keep it for yourself. Wenjing also wants to eat something good now."

Chen Guobiao still wanted to say yes.

Wang Zheng was the first to say the nice things, so I had to pretend to be generous.

"Wenjing can't eat that much either."

"I'll keep the chicken and make soup for her tomorrow," said Chen Hui.

The truly valuable part of the civet cat is its fur; the price of its meat is average.

What's more, it's almost dark now, and the meat will be worthless the next day if it's left overnight.

Today's civet cat is of a decent size. It can be shared among several people, and a family can even make a pot of soup.

It’s better to use it and be a good person.

"Don't be so polite, both of you! My family hasn't seen meat in a long time."

"If they don't want it, I will! Give me some!" Uncle Lin really wanted to eat meat.

He was afraid that Wang Zheng and Chen Guobiao would keep saying no, and Chen Hui would really not separate in the end.

"Okay, Uncle Guo Biao, you and Wang Zheng really don't want it?"

"You really don't want Uncle Lin and I to share it?!" Chen Hui asked with a smile.

"How can he get it for free? I want some too." Chen Guobiao said hurriedly.

Wang Zheng stopped pretending and immediately said that he wanted one too.

A few people chatted and laughed, and it was already dark when they returned to the village.

Arriving at Chen Hui's door, Wang Zheng took the initiative to ask: "Chen Hui, do you want to kill a raccoon together?"

"No, I'm very quick!"

Chen Hui waved his hand, walked into the house and went straight to the backyard.

"Brother Chen Hui, you're back?"

"How is it, did you gain anything today?"

An Wenjing was sitting in the hall reading a book. When she saw someone come in, she asked with a smile.

"I shot a chicken and will make soup for you tomorrow."

"There is also a civet cat. Wife, go get a wooden stand."

"Today's civet cat fur is very intact. Take it down and spread it out to dry. Take it to the fur shop tomorrow."

As Chen Hui spoke, he took out all the things in the backpack.

I picked up the backpack and took a look.

The leopard's perception came too suddenly.

When the civet cat was put into the backpack, its blood had not yet been completely drained.

There was a lot of blood on the bottom of the backpack.

Chen Hui took off his shirt and saw some blood on it.

"Hey! No wonder my back felt cold on the way back."

Chen Hui muttered something and threw the clothes into the basket.

He said loudly, "Wife, you need to rinse the blood under the basket and brush your shirt as well."

"Okay! Got it!"

An Wenjing's voice came from the small door on the side of the house.

She was there, looking for wooden strips of suitable length and thickness for Chen Hui to use in building a shelf.

Chen Hui went into the kitchen to get a pair of scissors and a large basin, and then picked up a stool from the living room.

Fold down a tall stool and use it as a low stool.

Put the civet cat into a large basin and slowly peel off its fur.

Remove any excess fascia that is stuck to the fur.

"Ah! Brother Chen Hui, why are you doing this here without any clothes on?"

"The temperature is not high today. It would be bad if you catch a cold later."

An Wenjing found two pieces of wood.

Seeing Chen Hui processing the fur of the cinco de mer with his bare chest, he walked up to him and started talking.

"I ran up the mountain for an afternoon, and I've been working since I came back."

"I don't feel cold! Hey. Why are you pulling me?"

Chen Hui hadn't finished speaking yet.

An Wenjing walked up to him and pulled him up from the stool.

As he pushed the car into the house, he said, "You have to put on more clothes even if you are not cold. By the time you feel cold, it will be too late and the cold air will have already entered your body."

"Okay, I'll go get dressed."

"Then you should wash the skin of the civet cat twice, and then you can hang it up to dry."

Chen Hui said as he walked inside.

"Brother Chen Hui, take this inside! Why are you putting it on the ground?"

As An Wenjing spoke, she picked up the gun from the ground and handed it to Chen Hui.

"If I had known I wouldn't have brought this today. It's useless even if I brought it."

"If you encounter a small one, you can't use it. If you encounter a big one, you don't dare to use a gun even if you have one."

Chen Hui sighed.

He took the gun and went upstairs, changed his clothes and came downstairs.

An Wenjing processed the fur of the civet cat.

Seeing Chen Hui coming down empty-handed, he casually said:

"Brother Chen Hui, why did you take the gun upstairs? Why didn't you bring it down with you?"

(End of this chapter)