59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

“Are the mallards coming this year?”

The old lady came over, picked up the duck, and asked happily.

The flocks of migratory birds every autumn are a feast for the hunters in Sijiu City.

"Well, there are thousands of them in the North Sea now."

Chen Feng handed the duck to the old lady and said, "Grandma, let me get some line and catch a few more."

When he came back, he wanted to tie the ducks' beaks and feet with string to prevent them from quacking in the bucket and attracting other people's attention.

Carrying an empty fish bucket, a small bottle of corn kernels and a few short lines, Chen Feng went to the North Sea again.

This time the aunties learned their lesson and blocked the alley.

"Xiao Feng, why are you running?"

Chen Feng squeezed out his excitement and said, "Oh, Auntie, you don't know, a lot of ducks have flown over from Beihai. I came back to get some corn kernels."

"Silly boy, you don't want to fish for wild ducks, do you?"

"Yeah, get out of the way, I'm going to go duck fishing."

"Is this kid crazy? Can he still fish for ducks?"

"It's not impossible. I remember someone used corn kernels to fish before, but he did it on the shore, not in the water."

Several aunts were chatting away, and some of them hurried home. They also planned to give it a try, what if they could catch something?

When Chen Feng arrived, there were already many people in Beihai.

The news of the arrival of the first batch of migratory birds this year has probably spread throughout the city.

There were many people who wanted to eat ducks, but because this was inside the city, no one was allowed to shoot, so everyone tried their best to eat ducks.

Chen Feng even saw dozens of archers holding antiques that were who knows how many years old.

Judging from the tone of their voice, they are the descendants of the old city.

There are many old people in the old city, and many of them still retain their former appearance.

However, the new generation is much smarter and has embraced the new era, becoming an important part of the Beijing circle in the future.

"middle!"

A man wearing glasses and a Zhongshan suit threw it out with force.

He pulled the bowstring, whose strength was unknown, halfway, drawing cheers from the surrounding crowd.

then,

There is no more.

No one knows where the arrow flew.

A group of wild ducks flew around in panic.

Archery requires training, but now every household practices shooting, how many people practice this?

Chen Feng continued to look for an uninhabited, remote corner to fish for mallards.

The farthest duck was clearly hundreds of meters away.

But as soon as he threw the hook, ducks would leave the flock and come to take the bait.

It's like the hook is some kind of delicacy.

"Duck, you have such a good life, why don't you help us poor working people? The sooner we die, the sooner we will be reborn. When you go to the King of Hell, tell him more about how you saved a whole family."

Chen Feng tied the hooked duck's feet and beak with a rope and threw it into the fish bucket.

Throw the empty hook into the water again.

In less than a minute, a few more ducks swam over, and at the same time, a black-bellied whistling duck also came.

The black-headed whistling duck is also a migratory bird. It usually has black feathers. Like the mallard, it is a migratory bird that can eat everything, but it is not large in size, weighing only half a pound each.

Like the mallard, it is a wild food that can be eaten by two-legged animals.

Unlike mandarin ducks, which are extremely rare in later generations.

However, black-bellied whistling ducks are not good swimmers. In this competition where the ducks were born early in the morning and were about to enter the bowl, a big fat duck weighing more than 2 kilograms won the championship.

"Thank God, thank the earth, thank you!"

Just as he had tied the fat duck, he heard the cheers of a group of archers hundreds of meters ahead.

"Hit, hit!"

The family didn't know how many arrows they shot, and they broke several bowstrings that were decades old, but finally their blind arrows hit the stupid duck.

Chen Feng looked over there with a smile.

"It's a hit, but how are you going to get the duck out of the water?"

However, Chen Feng underestimated the young masters.

This group of people may not have anything else, but they must have face.

I don’t know how much money they spent to hire a fisherman to jump into the water and catch wild ducks directly in the middle of the lake.

Luckily it is the end of September now.

"It's nonsense, it's complete nonsense, isn't this trampling on the people?"

Hearing the voice coming from the wind, Chen Feng turned his head and found the source of the domineering voice three hundred meters away from him.

'I don't know him at all.'

Officials occasionally come to Beihai Park to fish.

When the wind blows, Marshal Ye "stands aside" and often fishes here.

However, the place where the real big guys go fishing is still East Diaoyutai, also known as Yuyuantan Diaoyutai, where the famous State Guesthouse is located.

It is quieter and safer there and will not cause any additional trouble for security personnel.

The chance of an ordinary person running into a real boss in Beihai or Shichahai is probably about the same as the chance of an ordinary person running into a real boss with a Hanyang-made 800-li-range rifle hitting the Japanese.

"There are ducks nearby, come over here."

Because the ducks were close to the shore, several people came over together, many of them holding bows and arrows.

Chen Feng immediately changed his position and looked for a deserted place. When he passed by, he found that their feather arrows were tied with strings, which seemed to be convenient for retrieving wild ducks. This was professional hunting of wild ducks.

"Tying a string to a feathered arrow, is that even possible?"

In order to get a bite to eat, everyone tried every possible means.

After catching six in a row and releasing two into the space, Chen Feng stopped.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fish, but the fish bucket can’t hold any more.

As for the space, it can be installed, but it is not necessary. Wouldn’t it be better to let Beihai Park help raise ducks?

It is still enough to leave two ducks in the space for domestication experiments.

This is only the first wave, and there will be hundreds of thousands of migratory birds passing through later this year.

Putting it in the fish barrel is also to prevent being framed for the crime of "large amount of food of unknown origin"!

When I returned to the alley, the aunties and grandmas who were bored every day were gone.

It looks like we should go to Beihai Park to try to catch wild ducks.

"What about the rain?"

As soon as I returned to the kitchen, I saw that Zhou Qing had already boiled water to liberate the first duck, and kept its feathers to make a quilt.

Duck down has a smelly grease, especially from wild ducks.

Therefore, it must be boiled in boiling water to remove grease and odor.

"The big pot is good."

The little girl stood on a small stool like a kitchen god, lying on the table, staring at the plucked duck on the table.

Chen Feng came in and didn't care about anything.

"I went to the North Sea with Zhuzi to catch ducks."

The old lady took the fish bucket, removed the bag on top, and when she saw the duck inside, her hands trembled and she almost dropped the fish bucket.

"So, so many?"

Silly Zhu skipped work again?

Chen Feng was shocked. He was so brave!

"Let me see!"

Zhou Qing hurried over and his eyes widened when he saw the green duck inside.

"many--"

A duck costs at least two or three yuan, and the ducks here are equivalent to a month's salary for many apprentices.

The little girl was curious and came over staggeringly, very happy.

"Big pot, meat, roast."

Chen Feng smiled, picked up the little girl and kissed her on the face.

The little Loli who wants to eat duck meat is so silly and cute.

"Xiao Feng, you... you are so amazing."

Zhou Qing thought for a few seconds before coming up with a compliment.

"Last year, your father and your second uncle worked hard for several days and only caught one."

Chen Feng laughed, “Hehe.”

The little girl followed along and laughed “Hehe”.

"I'll eat one at night and sell two at the pigeon market to get more food." The old lady said to herself.

"Grandma, there's no need to store so much food."

Chen Feng felt that with his own efforts, he would not let this family go hungry.

"It's a pity that there are no coarse grains at home, otherwise it would be helpful to keep it." Zhou Qing felt a little regretful.

Even if there is food, it is not worth raising mallards.

There are plenty of them outside.