Republic of China: Guandong Ginseng King

Chapter 115 Master and Apprentice Hunting Pigs
When Qu Shaoyang said that, Liu Dongshan also remembered, isn't it? They forgot to build a shack.

If they don't build a shack and there's no one to guard it, someone might come and trap and take the prey away without them knowing.

"Oh, at this time, the ground is frozen. It may not be easy to build a shack, right?"

It was already late October, and the mountains were blocked by heavy snow. The ground was frozen hard, and building a shack would require digging the ground, which was probably not going to be easy.

"It's okay, just bring a pickaxe or something and it will take some time." Qu Shaoyang is young and full of energy.

Liu Dongshan thought about it and it was true. As long as you are willing to work hard, there is nothing that cannot be done. It’s just a shack, so it’s not difficult.

"Then let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow we can bring our friends from home and have them come up to work. With more people, we can get the job done faster."

All the previous technical work has been done, so there is no need for the master and apprentice to do this heavy work themselves.

There are so many servants at home. It can't be said that the boss works hard in the mountains while the servants enjoy a leisurely life at home, right?

They finished their work early today, so they packed up their things and headed back.

It was the end of noon. The weather was good and the sun was shining brightly. The master and his disciple were in no hurry. They just walked through the woods and slowly headed back.

Along the way, the two saw many traces of wild animals, big and small.

Liu Dongshan was in a good mood and explained to Qu Shaoyang which ones were roe deer, which ones were foxes, and which ones were wild boars.

Liu Dongshan talked enthusiastically about what was new and what was old, and Qu Shaoyang also listened with great interest.

As they were talking and walking, they suddenly found a lot of scattered footprints in a pine forest.

The bottom of the snow pit created by the footprints looked very much like a domestic pig's, divided into two parts, a bit like the roundness of a duck egg, and about the same size as an apple.

The snow trough created when lifting the legs is quite high and very powerful.

The snow foam on the snow trough was clearly visible, as if someone had just picked up a handful of white sugar with chopsticks and sprinkled it on it.

It was obvious that a group of pigs had passed by, and had just passed by not long ago.

In addition to the largest snow trough, there are several other snow troughs that are about thirty to forty centimeters wide, some deep and some shallow, which are in a mess.

The master and disciple knew at first glance that these were traces left by a group of wild boars. There were probably five or six big pigs and several small pigs as well.

This group of pigs must have just passed by not long ago.

Looking more closely, there are not only new tracks, but also many old tracks. This must be where the pigs often come and go.

"Let's go and chase them. If we can catch up with them, we have to fire two shots no matter what. Kill one and it counts." Liu Dongshan said in a low voice.

Qu Shaoyang also thought so, so he nodded, and the two of them followed the wild boar's trail and chased it all the way.

After chasing for about three or four miles, I suddenly saw something swaying in the distance ahead.

The forest is a bit dense, the visibility is not very good, and I can't see too far.

Only occasionally, through the gaps in the woods, could one vaguely see white mist formed by the breath of animals.

Qu Shaoyang turned his head and looked at Liu Dongshan, and the two made gestures to each other.

Then Qu Shaoyang signaled Liu Dongshan to stay where he was and not move. "I'll go over there. If the pig runs this way, shoot it when you see it."

Qu Shaoyang spoke to Liu Dongshan in a very low voice, then carefully moved over from the side.

The forest was indeed a bit dense, and Qu Shaoyang was worried that if he moved too far away from the pigs, his bullets would hit the branches.

He wanted to get closer, but was afraid of alarming the pigs, so he lay in ambush in front of the pigs' foraging route.

The pigs were not disturbed. They kept walking and digging in the snow, looking for pine nuts, walnuts, walnuts and other food under the snow.

So, these wild boars don't walk fast.

Qu Shaoyang waited patiently for a long time before he saw the herd of wild boars coming into view. Qu Shaoyang held his breath, gently pulled the trigger, aimed at the big boar in front and fired.

Two gunshots were heard and the bullets whizzed towards the herd of pigs.

Then I heard a series of strange "yi" and "yi" noises from the pigs, and then the pigs scattered in all directions.

The two wild boars in front were shot and fell to the ground. The rest of the big boars turned around and ran away, turning on their hind legs. A few little yellow-haired boars became a mess and ran in all directions.

Qu Shaoyang didn't chase after him, but walked quickly forward.

I saw one running towards the basket, and the other sinking to the ground after being shot.

The basket runner was not dead yet. It was paddling around with its front legs, struggling to get up, while its hind legs were twitching as it tossed back and forth.

Blood oozed out from the bullet hole on the pig's spine, staining a large area of ​​snow beneath the pig red.

The pig is definitely going to die because of the injury on its spine.

However, Qu Shaoyang couldn't bear to watch the pig struggle, so he stepped forward and shot it again. The pig struggled twice and then stopped moving.

Qu Shaoyang pulled out the short knife on his leg, walked forward, cut open the two pigs, took out the internal organs and hung them on a tree to cool them down quickly.

Then use a wooden stick to prop up the pig's belly and keep kicking snow into it with your feet.

In this way, the pork can cool down quickly and avoid being blocked.

Qu Shaoyang was busy here when suddenly gunshots were heard over there. Needless to say, a wild boar must have run towards Liu Dongshan.

After two gunshots, the surroundings returned to silence. After a long while, Liu Dongshan's movements were heard.

"Shaoyang, Shaoyang? It's me, don't shoot." As he said that, he saw Liu Dongshan walking towards him from a distance with a gun on his back.

"Hey, you killed two pigs? Oh, this running basket is not small.

Well, I shot dead a sow and a yellow-haired wild boar." Liu Dongshan's marksmanship was pretty good, and he killed two wild boars with just two shots.

The master and his disciple killed four pigs. It was obvious that they could not take so many back.

After discussing it, the two decided to leave the running basket on the mountain first, and they would try to get the rest back.

I'll go back later, bring my family's servants up, and bring back the big running basket.

In this way, the master and apprentice cut down a few small trees, tied them into a simple sled, then tied the three pigs to the sled and dragged the sled back.

This place is quite far from Maoer Mountain, and it would take more than an hour to walk there empty-handed. The master and disciple spent quite a lot of time, but finally they returned home.

It was winter and extremely cold outside. There were hardly any people hanging around outside, so no one saw Liu Dongshan and his apprentice dragging the pig back.

As soon as he entered the yard, Qu Shaoyang started shouting and asking the guys to start working.

Jiang Chunfu heard the noise and came out to see what was happening. Wow, the boss had brought back three pigs.

"Hurry up, the boss is back from hunting, and where are the three pigs? Come out and work."

The servants had enjoyed the pork stewed with sauerkraut last time, and when they heard that the boss was bringing back pork again, they hurried out of the house.

When they saw the three pigs outside, they were all stunned.

"Hey, boss, old boss, what are you doing?

If they had called us earlier, we would have been exhausted from dragging these three pigs back." Someone said.

"Don't waste your words, just hitch up the sled, there's a big one on the mountain, weighing about 400 pounds.

Let's hurry and drag it back, or else it will be eaten by something else."

(End of this chapter)