Reborn in 78, I made my fortune by working in the mountains, supporting three families on my own.

He came back and followed his brother-in-law for nearly a month, encountering many hunting teams along the way. No one could be as calm and composed as his brother-in-law.

Moreover, my brother-in-law never leaves empty-handed; he even manages to make a fortune by hunting in the mountains.

"Yes, my brother-in-law is an anomaly; he's a hunting god."

Qin Bowen made up his mind again. No matter what, he had managed to get on his brother-in-law's good side.

From now on, I'll follow my brother-in-law around for the rest of my life, living the high life.

Just as he was lost in his beautiful fantasy, Zhao Lei suddenly frowned and became alert.

Chao Qinbowen made a shushing gesture.

Qin Bowen immediately understood and tensed up.

The two of them tiptoed and hid in the nearby bushes.

Sure enough, after things quieted down, a rustling sound came from the north.

The two of them made the most direct judgment: there were some wild animals active in the vicinity.

The two observed for several minutes, but the thing didn't come out; in fact, even the sound of its movement disappeared.

Zhao Lei suddenly whispered, "Looks like that thing is gone."

"Brother-in-law, what is this? The sound it makes is a little strange."

Zhao Lei directly offered his assessment: "Hey, Bowen, are you afraid of snakes?"

To be honest, there is an instinctive fear of snakes in humans.

Upon hearing his brother-in-law's words, Qin Bowen immediately tensed up and felt a chill run down his spine.

The noise he just heard was quite loud; aren't snakes supposed to be slithering, crawling animals?

Moreover, its entire body is smooth. It has very little contact with fallen leaves and branches, so how could it make such a loud sound?

Qin Bowen thought it was a wild boar, a fawn, or a honey badger.

I never expected my brother-in-law to say it was a snake...

Zhao Lei laughed and said, "That's right, I reckon it's a big snake. Want to make snake soup? Let's go catch it."

Qin Bowen immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, brother-in-law, I don't have a good impression of this stuff. Aren't we here to get musk today? If you go and catch snakes, it'll waste time, and we'll lose another few thousand yuan, won't we?"

Zhao Lei nodded: "That works, that makes sense."

He also had concerns, as he didn't know whether the snake he had just encountered was venomous or not.

If it were a venomous snake, catching it would be somewhat risky. So, after thinking about it, I abandoned the idea.

Qin Bowen changed the subject, asking doubtfully, "Brother-in-law, we only saw a small one here yesterday. Are you sure there are any adult musk deer?"

Zhao Lei shook his head: "I'm not sure either, but since there are musk deer in this area, their hunting trails are probably around here."

"Furthermore, based on my experience, musk deer prefer to be active on rocky beaches, river valleys, and steep cliffs near ravines during the summer. We can go and take a look later."

Qin Bowen looked at Zhao Lei with admiration: "Brother-in-law, you know so much! Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a musk deer spirit in human form."

"Go to hell! Can't you speak properly? There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. Each profession has its own tricks of the trade. If you want to be a good hunter, you still have a lot to learn. Otherwise, why do you think your brother-in-law is better at hunting than an old hunter like Uncle Changlin?"

Qin Bowen nodded to himself.

My brother-in-law is right.

Perhaps this is where the difference lies between him and veteran hunters like Uncle Changlin.

My brother-in-law's knowledge of the forest, the habits of the prey, and related matters far surpasses that of other ordinary hunters.

Immediately, Qin Bowen remembered the gravelly riverbed where the two of them had hunted the sow the day before, so he suggested, "Brother-in-law, you just mentioned the rocky river valley, so let's go take a look at the place where we hunted the wild boar yesterday. That place is the gravelly riverbed."

Zhao Lei waved his hand, "No rush. Let's wander around this area first. After all, we encountered a musk deer yesterday, which means this place is part of their range. What if we're lucky and find an adult male musk deer?"

"That's right, then I'll listen to you, brother-in-law."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two brothers walked on the stone dam where they had encountered the little musk deer the day before.

The peculiar odor still lingered in the air, though it was much milder than yesterday.

Qin Bowen sniffed the air and asked疑惑地问道, "Brother-in-law, the smell is still there, but why haven't I seen anything today?"

Zhao Lei laughed and said, "The taste is right here, which proves my guess was correct. The herd of musk deer's trail is nearby. Let's search carefully, paying special attention to two things..."

"Brother-in-law, which two?"

"First, there's the deer's droppings. Because the musk deer have fixed locations for defecating, over time these locations will form a dung field. Once you find the dung field, it means that the musk deer will eventually come to this place to defecate."

Qin Bowen asked with some doubt, "Brother-in-law, these guys even know how to use the toilet?"

Zhao Lei laughed: "Yeah, right, right, that's quite an interesting way to put it."

"That's right, they have a designated place to defecate, which is their toilet. Once we find their toilet, we just need to wait quietly, and if we're not too unlucky, we should get something out of it."

Qin Bowen continued, "Brother-in-law, what does the musk deer's poop look like? Is it like the golden python poop I made?"

Zhao Lei frowned and glanced at him with a hint of disdain.

However, he patiently explained to his brother-in-law, "The droppings of the musk deer are usually black, peanut-shaped pellets, somewhat like sheep droppings. They are usually scattered in clusters on the ground and among the fallen leaves in the forest."

Qin Bowen nodded. If you were to mention sheep droppings, he remembered: "They're like those chocolate-covered black beans on the ground! And brother-in-law, what's the second point?"

"The second point is that when you are searching, pay special attention to the trees and bushes around your calves."

Qin Bowen frowned even more deeply: "Brother-in-law, what does this mean? I'm looking for its poop, why am I paying attention to these things? And it's right on its calf."

Zhao Lei continued patiently, explaining, "Because only adult male musk deer produce musk. And the base of the male musk deer's tail often itches, so over time they've developed a habit of specifically looking for small twigs and low bark to rub against to relieve the itch."

"Moreover, the spot where they rub is very fixed. Based on their body shape, the height is not very high, only about ten centimeters, which is about the same as your calf. That's why I asked you to pay attention to this spot."

Qin Bowen's eyes were opened once again.

He used to think that hunting in the mountains meant taking a homemade shotgun and a machete, shooting at any living creature he saw, and bringing the prey home as long as he hit it.

But after spending some time with his brother-in-law Zhao Lei, he realized it was a completely different story. No wonder an old hunter like Uncle Changlin often returned empty-handed from the mountains.