Hunting 81: Gathering Goods in the Mountains, I Spoil My Ex-Wife to the Extreme

"Oh dear, this tiger blood... it would be a shame to waste it."

At this moment, Li Baotian felt extremely distressed when he saw the tiger blood flowing from its body.

"This tiger blood is a good thing; it can nourish the kidneys and enhance male virility. Shuanzhu, quickly go to the kitchen and get a basin."

Uncle Zhou said.

In the past, when they went into the mountains to hunt, they had caught red deer or sika deer, but because there were no containers to hold the deer blood in the wild, they could only watch helplessly as the blood flowed out and wasted.

Now, if a tiger is killed in the village, Li Yunshan's kitchen will have pots and pans; the tiger's blood cannot be wasted.

"Okay, sure."

Zhao Shuanzhu responded and went to the kitchen to get a large basin.

Peng Youlian went and got a hemp rope about the thickness of a thumb. He called Cai Er and Zhang Sange, and they prepared to tie up the tiger's hind legs, hang it up, and then puncture the tiger's throat to bleed it.

But when they got close to the tiger and smelled the particularly strong, unique scent of a ferocious beast emanating from it, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

It is said that even when a tiger dies, its bones remain, but its power still endures.

Seeing that Cai Er and the others were still somewhat afraid in the face of a dead tiger reminded Li Yunshan of a short video he saw in his previous life, featuring a tiger named "Arrow" from abroad who, despite suffering from late-stage bone cancer, continued to hunt and feed its cubs while battling the disease.

After raising several cubs, the mother tiger Arrow was terminally ill and emaciated. Even so, in the last moments of her life, she still did her best to hunt down a crocodile of similar size.

Therefore, Li Yunshan could understand why Cai Er and the others were still afraid of the tiger even though it was dead.

Facing the king of beasts, if ordinary people didn't have modern firearms like hunting rifles in their hands, but instead had bows and arrows and swords from the era of cold weapons, even ten adult men would probably not be a match for an adult tiger.

The only reason they were able to kill the tiger was because they had the advantage of modern firearms.

It took nine people focusing their fire to kill the tiger.

"I'll do it."

Li Yunshan stepped forward, took the rope from Peng Youlian, and tied it to the tiger's hind legs. Then, with the help of Cai Er and Peng Youlian, they carried the tiger, which weighed over 400 jin (approximately 200 kg), to the eaves and hung its carcass up.

Then, Li Yunshan pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed it into the tiger's throat.

As the dagger was pulled out, a stream of blood, imbued with the strong aura of a ferocious beast, flowed from the tiger's throat. Upon seeing this, Uncle Zhou quickly used a basin to catch it.

Everyone watched with great interest as the tiger was hung up to bleed, whispering among themselves and beaming with delight.

Shooting down a tiger is something that a hunter who makes a living by hunting can be proud of for a lifetime.

Although they killed the tiger by taking advantage of their numbers and ambushing it, it was indeed they who killed it.

I just don't know who shot those bullet holes in the tiger's body.

Moreover, if the tiger they killed could be sold for a good price, each of them could get several hundred yuan.

Li Yunshan killed a tiger in the Hongxing Forest Farm. The Hongxing Forest Farm not only rewarded him with a thousand yuan, but also gave him a job at the forest farm. However, Li Yunshan gave the job at the Hongxing Forest Farm to his elder brother, Li Yunshi.

As everyone watched the tiger being bled, they mentally estimated its value, their faces beaming with joy and their hearts filled with hope.

"Hey, Yunshan, how much money did you make from that tiger you hunted at Hongxing Forest Farm last time?"

Unable to contain his curiosity, Peng Youlian asked Li Yunshan.

After all, this was their first time hunting a tiger, and everyone had a different idea of ​​how much they wanted to sell it for.

Instead of indulging in such wild fantasies and making unrealistic promises, it's better to ask Li Yunshan, since Li Yunshan once killed a tiger.

However, when Peng Youlian asked this question, everyone looked at Li Yunshan, even Uncle Zhou and Li Baotian's eyes fell on Li Yunshan.

For a long time, there has been a lot of discussion in the village about how much money Li Yunshan earned from killing the tiger in Hongxing Forest Farm. Some say he earned four or five thousand, while others say he earned five or six thousand.

Some people even vividly described how Li Yunshan earned at least ten thousand yuan.

In short, opinions vary.

"Tiger skin, tiger bones, tiger gall, tiger meat... all of these together sold for about seven thousand yuan, not including the one thousand yuan bonus given by Hongxing Forestry Farm."

In the past, when people asked Li Yunshan how much money he made from killing the tiger in the Hongxing Forest Farm, Li Yunshan would always avoid the question, either laughing it off or simply not answering.

However, when Peng Youlian asked this time, he did not hide anything.

Because the tiger they're now focusing their fire on is about the same size as the tiger he killed last time in the Hongxing Forest Farm.

Once Uncle Zhou and his group sell this tiger, they'll roughly know how much the tiger he killed in the Red Star Forest Farm sold for.

Uncle Zhou and the others were stunned when they heard what Li Yunshan said.

Seven thousand yuan!

Their gazes were now all fixed on the tiger that was being hung up and bled.

They looked at the tiger as if it were worth seven thousand dollars.

If the tiger's skin, bones, gall bladder, meat, etc., can be sold for around 7,000 yuan, then if the nine of them split it equally, wouldn't each of them get nearly 800 yuan?

Thinking about this made everyone feel less sleepy and instantly full of energy.

Because these days, it's not easy to make money. For example, farmers in the village earn work points through the village collective. If there are few able-bodied men in the family, they can only earn a hundred or so yuan a year.

It was these hunters who earned work points by working for the village collective and then went into the mountains to hunt, earning an extra income that made their lives a little better.

However, even for them, it would be very difficult to earn several hundred yuan at once.

After all, the more valuable and larger the prey, the greater the risks they need to take.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, they are not willing to provoke extremely dangerous beasts such as tigers or bears.

However, just when everyone was happy, Li Yunshan poured cold water on their enthusiasm: "But the tiger we hunted this time has several gunshot wounds. According to my estimate, the selling price may be three to five hundred yuan less."

Uncle Zhou and Li Baotian were all stunned for a moment.

A few hundred dollars less?

It's not that it's unacceptable.

After all, as experienced hunters, they knew that the presence of multiple bullet holes in a tiger's pelt would indeed affect the selling price of the pelt.

So, a difference of three to five hundred is actually acceptable.

However, they also knew that the actual price would probably only be clear when the tiger was actually sold, and Li Yunshan's answer could only be used as a reference for now.

"Even if we sell three or five hundred less, we can still get more than seven hundred on average. That's much easier than toiling in the fields all year round."

"It's necessary to take certain risks."

"Hunting is always risky. Dealing with rabbits, pheasants, and roe deer isn't too risky, but those things don't sell for much. But wild beasts like tigers and bears, which sell for much, are things you might only encounter a few times in your lifetime. Even if you did encounter them in the wild, would you dare to shoot them?"

"That's true. We really hit the jackpot this time. We can brag about killing this tiger to our descendants."

"Haha, who can argue with that?"

Cai Er, Zhao Shuanzhu, and the others talked and laughed at the same time.

Even Zhang Sange, who is usually quiet, couldn't help but chat and laugh happily with Uncle Zhou next to him.

There was no other way. His family was poor before, his wife was frail and sickly and couldn't do heavy work, and he had to raise several children. The burden on his shoulders was quite heavy.

In the past, when he went hunting in the mountains with Uncle Zhou and Li Yunshi, the prey they caught was not satisfactory because they used bows and arrows. It was Uncle Zhou and Li Yunshi who helped him along the way.

Not long ago, he finally made up his mind to buy a hunting rifle, which not only emptied all his savings over the years, but also borrowed fifty yuan.

With debts accumulating, Zhang Sange was filled with worry. He worried about when he could earn enough money to buy a hunting rifle and when he could repay the money he had borrowed from Li Yunshan.

But he only worried for less than three days before he no longer had to worry.

So, after killing the tiger that entered the village, according to Li Yunshan, when the money is divided equally among everyone, each person will receive at least seven hundred yuan.

This is no small sum for Brother Zhang.

This money was enough for him to repay the money he borrowed from Li Yunshan, and it would also allow him to pay for his wife's medical treatment, buy some new clothes and pants for his children, and buy them more delicious food.

It also ensures that for a long period of time, at least two or three years, as long as there are no unexpected events and no large expenses, he won't have to worry about money.

By this time, all the blood in the tiger's body had been drained.

Although the tiger was hit by several bullets and bled a lot before it died, a basin full of tiger blood was still collected.

"How do you eat this tiger blood?"

Peng Youlian looked at the basin full of tiger blood and asked curiously.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? This is the first time I've ever seen one of these things either."

"That's what Zhao Shuanzhu said from the side."

"I've never drunk tiger blood before, but I've never drunk deer blood either. Let's mix the deer blood with high-proof liquor and drink it like this."

Li Baotian laughed and scolded.

"Hey, don't overdo it! If you get a nosebleed or an erection, don't blame me for not warning you!"

Uncle Zhou quickly added on Friday.

"Uncle Zhou, no way, we know what we're doing."

Wang Lao Jiu said.

As hunters, most of the people present had drunk deer blood, meaning they would drink it raw when they hunted red deer or sika deer in the wild, deep in the mountains and forests.

However, generally speaking, they don't dare to drink too much.

After all, deer blood is very nourishing. Just a handful is enough to make a grown man feel hot and sweaty.

Tigers can catch red deer or sika deer as snacks. Tigers usually eat deer meat and drink deer blood. In extremely cold weather with temperatures of minus 30 or 40 degrees Celsius, tigers can even sleep in the open in the snow and ice.

Just from this, you can tell how nourishing tiger blood really is.

"I'll put this basin of tiger blood inside the house first."

As Zhao Shuanzhu spoke, he picked up the basin of tiger blood with both hands, carefully walked into the house, and placed the tiger blood on the table in the main room.

Li Yunshan took out several bottles of strong liquor from his home, poured them into another basin, and then used a porridge spoon to scoop three spoonfuls of tiger blood into the liquor and stirred it.

After stirring, the highly concentrated white powder and tiger blood have completely blended together, emitting a strong and bloody smell.

"This is tiger blood wine, it's a good stuff."

Li Baotian brought over a few bowls and placed them on the table.

Li Yunshan took a spoon and poured tiger blood wine into the bowl.

Soon, the nine bowls of tiger blood wine were distributed.

"Come, drink this bowl of tiger blood wine."

Li Yunshan picked up a bowl of tiger blood wine.

Uncle Zhou and the others each picked up a bowl, and after tapping the rims of their bowls together, they tilted their heads back and drank the tiger blood wine in one gulp.

"Ah, that's powerful enough."

After finishing his drink, Li Yunshan couldn't help but smack his lips.

"I feel like I have all the energy after drinking this bowl of wine."

Uncle Zhou said with a smile.

"What happened? Who fired the shot?"

Just then, a voice came from outside.

In the darkness, the flashlight beam flickered a few times.