The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 33 The Wild Boar Must Die (Please Collect Monthly Tickets)

[Wish fulfilled: A good hunt! How dare a mere "Three No's" dare to act so arrogantly in front of Guo Er? (At first, the villagers of Changxi Town also thought it was just a wild boar, but wild boars don't wander alone. They are rampant.)]

"Are there wild boars in the Xiadong area?" Ansheng, who was sitting on Lai Fu, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and uncertainty when he saw what Lao Chen was thinking about before going to bed.

Of course, what surprised Ansheng was not whether there were wild boars in the Xiadong area.

Wild boars can be found everywhere in Xia Country, but what really surprised Ansheng was that all the alpine forests in Jiule City were classified as economic crop planting areas, and the land had been reclaimed and a large-scale irrigation system had been built.

The tea mountains here are not sparsely populated areas. There are even tea farmers stationed at the foot of each mountain to guard it.

Going up the hill. Oh no, it was the wild boars in Shougou Gorge. This really surprised Ansheng.

What kind of wild boar could be so bold as to run into the land on which tea farmers depend for their livelihood and cause destruction?

Aren’t you afraid that the tea farmers will get angry and really take out some homemade cannons to shoot your mother?
Tea tree!
They are all perennial plants that need careful care. If the mother tree used to make tea wins the grand prize in a tea competition.

The price of branches used for propagation by cuttings and layering is not just a hundred or so yuan.

But it's a matter of how many hundreds or even thousands of branches a cutting can produce.

If the wild boars really killed the tea trees, the tea farmers who contracted Shougoujian would be furious.

No wonder, Old Chen was thinking about the Shougoujian tea fields even when he was sleeping.

Of course, there are many ways to deal with wild boars, such as the hunter team specially formed by the Public Security Bureau. They are responsible for dealing with these matters. The hunter team will clean up some wild beasts that are dangerous to humans.

But the hunting team is not a formal organization. They are composed of people who are good at hunting in the countryside and some people who have retired from local areas. They are part-time in nature.

Usually, when local people spot wild animals, they report them to the Public Security Bureau and the Forestry Bureau. After determining whether the animals are protected, they decide whether to set traps to capture them or directly close the mountains and kill them with firearms.

After the above steps, it was time to gather those experienced rural outlaws, put on official hunter uniforms, and go hunting in the mountains.
Yes. Ansheng prefers to call them junglers.

In his previous life, when Ansheng was hiking in the mountains, he saw a local shoot a black bear to death with one arrow, which pierced the bear's heart.

Although there are no air guns now, with the help of compound bows, those country kings are much more powerful than before.

But Lao Chen is the village chief of Changxi Town, and he has a lot of things to consider. He would never invite those wild kings from the countryside unless it is necessary.

One is non-compliance.

Second, it’s fucking illegal!

A compound bow with such a large poundage, plus arrows that can directly penetrate wild boars, are all modified.

Going through the process and gathering all the part-time hunters would take at least a week.

"Hey, if it's some other beast, I'd have to think about it."

"But if it's a wild boar, it's useless! I said so!"

"Old Chen, how can you sleep? There are still wild boars making trouble on the mountain. Get up and lead the way!"

Ansheng commanded Lai Fu to run to the iron gate of Lao Chen's house and asked Lai Fu to use the iron tail of the water hound.

"bang bang bang-"

Lai Fu's iron tail banged against the iron door, startling Chen Fengshui, who had just fallen asleep, so much so that he jumped up. However, he did not panic too much. Instead, he said angrily, "Who is it?"

As a highly respected village chief, Old Chen would occasionally encounter situations where a young couple quarreled and then the two families started fighting. He, the village chief and the elder of the Chen family, would need to go out to mediate and stabilize the situation.

Therefore, Lao Chen was relatively calm and even felt a little helpless.

Old Chen's wife also came out from another room and walked out the door together.

The two of them are getting older, and their sleep quality is actually not as good as before. They wake up very often and are easily awakened by the person next to them turning over or snoring.

For older people, sleeping in separate rooms may sometimes be a better option.

"Who is it?" Old Chen walked out of the house, but did not see the angry crowd outside the iron gate. He walked to the front door with some doubts and looked outside through the fence.

"Master Fuli, what are you doing?"

Old Chen walked to the door and saw the little fox riding on a white Labrador. He immediately opened the door speechlessly and let the Labrador and another black and white sheepdog in.

"嘤嘤嘤——"

Ansheng turned over and got off the dog, pointed at the two dogs, looked at Lao Chen's wife, then pointed at himself, and then pointed at Lao Chen in the direction of the uphill mountain.

Old Chen looked at Master Fuli, was silent for a moment, and took out a cell phone from his pocket:
"Master Fuli, I am just an ordinary person. Please use your hands to make money!"

Old Chen could see that Ansheng was probably leaving the two dogs at home, and then letting himself and the dogs go to the mountains to do something.

Having had the experience of demolishing a house with a fox before, Old Chen was afraid that Master Fuli would do something illegal again.

I just heard from the village dog that there are wild boars in the mountains. I'm worried about Aqing's tea fields.

[The world is in tatters, only the little fox is working hard to fix it. Changxi Town would fall apart without me.]

[Give my two generals some wine and food. Old Chen, come with me up the mountain to slaughter the wild boar!]

Ansheng took the phone, used the Fox One Word Zen to slowly type out a few lines of words, and handed it back to Lao Chen to read.

Old Chen took the phone and took a look. After he read all the text, he took a deep breath and looked at Master Fuli with hesitation.
"Then sir! I'm not questioning your meaning, I just mean that there's a big gap between you and the wild boar in terms of heavyweights, otherwise..."

According to the villagers' observation, the wild boar in Shougou Creek should weigh about 200 kilograms and is not a piglet.

A 200-pound wild boar is difficult to deal with even for seven or eight adults without firearms, let alone a fox.

Facing Lao Chen's questioning.

Ansheng didn't care. He stood up and kicked Lao Chen on the knee.

"Hiss--" Old Chen suddenly jumped up, covering his foot that was kicked by the fox and gasping for breath.

It’s unknown whether Mr. Fuli can cure the disease or not. The naughty pigs on the mountain may be a problem.

But beating him with one hand wouldn't be easy? Old Chen said with a sad face, "Master Fuli, please withdraw your magical powers!"

"Wouldn't it be okay for the old man to accompany you?"

"嘤嘤嘤——"

Ansheng showed a teachable expression and nodded to Lao Chen, indicating that he should take him up the mountain.

"Hum hum--"

An Sheng looked up the hill with a sneer on his face, but he couldn't help showing a smug look in his heart.

If.
There are other ferocious beasts on the mountain, and Ansheng might not be bothered to run up and down to drive them away just for the sake of 1 point of willpower.

But wild boars are different!
Ansheng hates them!

I used to work as a salesperson in the company. My resentment was heavier than that of an old ghost who had been dead for many years. I went on a business trip to Jinling and was hit in the buttocks by a little wild boar's nose on the bus.

While going to the Hong Kong area to attend an exhibition, Ansheng was almost blown away by a running wild boar on the subway.

Until now, Ansheng still can't understand why there are wild boars in such a modern big city?

Do all the locals like wild boars?

Otherwise, why would we teach wild boars to take the bus or use the Octap card?

(End of this chapter)