My 1995 Small Farm

  The porcupine has almost no fat and no fishy smell.

   But it is more troublesome to deal with.

   It takes a lot of effort just for that thorn.

   So I thought it was lunch, but I just thought about it, but I didn't eat it at all.

   After filling his stomach, he continued to move towards the deep mountain.

   arrived at the wetland location in the afternoon.

  This wetland is naturally the one Chen Ling and the others visited last year.

   It’s just that there were no migratory birds here last year, but this year it has become the most popular habitat for migratory birds other than Lake Yamanaka.

   In addition to those cranes, there are also a large number of water birds, and the big trees opposite the wetlands are filled with egrets.

   Poke a stick on the reeds, and while the white reeds are flying all over the sky, water birds, big and small, are also scrambling to fly out.

"This porcupine's thorns are so thick and long." The two young men watched Liu Guangli thorns on the porcupine by the water. The porcupine's thorns could not be seen when they were growing on the body, but they were pulled out. It shows that they are unusually thick and long.

   "Let's just say that you can't learn just by reading books. Porcupine's thorns can make a big fuss. We still need to practice in the field." Han Ninggui said by the side.

   The two laughed, and then asked Chen Ling, "Brother Fugui, have you ever seen a porcupine shoot someone with a stab?"

   "I haven't seen it before, but my father-in-law suffered this kind of hardship and was shot three times by a porcupine."

Chen Ling sat on the stone next to him, nibbling on two wild persimmons: "I saw someone in our village eat this thing when I was a child, it was still a little guy, less than 20 pounds, I even went to someone's house to live a few times. The thorn is playing, without this thick thorn, this thick place is like chopsticks."

   "It seems that no one has ever seen a porcupine shoot a person with their own eyes. They all heard people say it or read the description in a book."

Han Ninggui smiled and said: "For example, it is described in "Compendium of Materia Medica": a porcupine is like a pig, and the spine has spines, which are nearly a foot long and as thick as a chopstick. It will be agitated, like a arrow shooting at a person.”

   "It's the quill of this porcupine. The thick part is as thick as a chopstick, and it's nearly a foot long. I'm in a hurry to use the thorn to shoot people."

Liu Guangli nodded: "It's very beneficial, this thing is a big hedgehog, no wolf, jackal, leopard, etc. don't like to pay attention to it, the meat of this thing is delicious, but it can't be said. , irritating it, the thorns on the body slammed, and it hurts enough to pierce the body."

   "Good guy, it's so powerful. So, doesn't it mean that it is allowed to run amok in the mountains, and no one dares to provoke it?"

   "No, leopards can cure them. There are few leopards, so there are other nemesis. When the thorns are not too bad, they eat them."

  Liu Guangli is an old hunter who has caught countless prey for most of his life.

  He is the one who will deal with this porcupine today, and no one else will do it.

  Chen Ling said to use his own seasonings, but he was also stopped.

   "Don't worry, baby, the taste of this thing is delicious, and the meat is all over it. It's fragrant no matter how you cook it. Don't rush to add the seasoning."

   He smiled at Chen Ling: "You can try it, and if it doesn't taste good, you can put it away."

  This porcupine is not too small, almost 30 pounds.

   It has to weigh more than ten kilograms after processing.

   With so much meat, the pots Han Ninggui and others brought were too small to cook in one pot.

   Then bake some and stew some in a pot.

   "Okay, let's talk about the taste of this arrow pork first."

  Chen Ling had never eaten this stuff before, and was afraid of the strong taste of wild things, but what Liu Guangli said really aroused his curiosity.

   But he didn't just wait, and Wang Lixian and a few others dealt with pheasants and ducks on the road in the afternoon.

  You can also smoke it into jerky if you can’t finish it. When it’s time for dinner tomorrow, you don’t have to cook on an empty stomach anymore.

   After some cleaning up, it got dark.

   Under the slightly darkened sky, a group of **** birds flew over the wetlands. The sound of falling water and the chirping of birds became one. The cranes returned to their nests and fell into the water and the reeds one after another. The scene was spectacular.

   This scene looks beautiful to people, but the dog is just around the corner when he sees it.

   Including Heiwa Xiaojin, humming and wanting to pounce.

   "You gluttons, didn't you get enough meat just now?"

Liu Guangli stopped the hounds in his village and looked in the direction of the wetlands: "There are quite a lot of cranes, but they are not as tasty as geese. We used to have a hunting team here, these geese, cranes. Yes, I can fight a few more in a day."

   "Then are you still hunting wild geese?" Feng Yi asked.

   "Fighting, then why not fight, that is, there are not as many people fighting as before. Now basically all young people go to fight wild geese."

  Liu Guangli said, "We old guys usually go into the mountains to find some prey, but we don't usually hunt geese, cranes, or anything like that."

   "Why? You've been hunting for so many years, but you still can't beat this geese?"

  People are very curious.

"It's not that we can't fight, it's that we're not good at hunting geese. These geese and cranes are paired together. If you kill one, the other will not be able to go home. When you get to Yanmen Pass, there will be guards who will hold the door and leave the rest. There is a saying that this goose will not be allowed in."

   After saying this, everyone will understand, and I said in my heart that it seems that this old hunter will gradually soften when he gets old, and he will feel pity for the lonely wild goose left.

   But the story is right.

  The geese and the red-crowned cranes are monogamous.

  In ancient times, when the newlyweds got married, there was also a ceremony of holding a wild goose.

   Everyone was chatting while guarding the fire, and after a while, the aroma of roasted porcupine wafted out.

  Chen Ling smelled the aroma and leaned forward, turned it over, until the arrow pork was roasted golden brown and glowed with golden-red oil, and it was ready to eat.

  This way of eating, I don’t put any seasonings. To be honest, Chen Ling has only eaten it when roasting sparrows and roasting grasshoppers.

   Throw it in the fire, and simply pull and pull.

   But this porcupine is the first time.

  But after taking a bite, he knew he was wrong.

   Only then did I understand what high-end ingredients just need to be cooked in a simple way.

  Delicious, so delicious.

   is better than badger meat.

   Aren't we going to get a few more in the future?

   His mouth is delicious, let alone others.

   They didn't think it was too hot to burn their hands and mouths. They grabbed the meat and stuffed it into their mouths.

   After eating the roasted porcupine, then the stewed porcupine and a bowl of soy porcupine soup, everyone enjoyed it.

   "My dear, this time I went into the mountains so hard. I was so excited to eat it on the first day. If the wild boars smelled and came over at night, I would not be able to run."

Liu Guangli smiled and said: "It's okay, the wild boar dares to chase you, just run down the mountain. The wild boar has short front legs. Once it drives people and runs fast, it is easy to stop, and the wild boar's eyes are not easy to use. Maybe it will roll down the mountain. Such pigs are easy to deal with."

   Good guy, this is so hard to listen to.

   In the face of this old hunter, I have experienced too much, and everyone knows about it.

   At this time, Chen Ling called out to his two dogs, held up a torch and said to him: "Uncle Guangli, go to the dung road and go around, and go with a clip?"

"Walk."

   Liu Guangli patted his **** and got up, grabbed the shotgun and called his two dogs to follow.

   Keep a dog, keep a good hunting dog, two or three are the best.

  Without taking care of him, he can produce a good dog.

  There are too many hounds, so you have to take them to the mountains often, and you are not allowed to miss too many, otherwise the dogs will be easily abandoned.

  Liu Guangli's tiger head yellow was also killed by a wild boar last year.

  The current two dogs were raised again this year, one is a tiger-headed yellow dog, and the other is a green dog, that is, wolf-green, and they are almost the same.

   "I don't know if you can see it, but this dung road here is actually not a serious dung road. It's a miscellaneous road that the pigs often wade out of when they come here to drink water and take a bath."

   "It's because the dung road is too steep, close to the mountain gorge with water, right?" Chen Ling said.

   Just now Liu Guangli also said that wild boars have short front legs, so they can't bear the energy, and they don't like to walk too steep downhill.

  If they go uphill, they are not afraid, their hind legs are strong, their hoofs kick on the ground, and a guy with a bass can easily jump over a half-pulled wall.

   But if the wild boar goes downhill, it mainly relies on the front legs.

  The mountain is too steep, the wild boar is head down, buttocks up, the front legs are short and there is no strength, the thief is uncomfortable.

  They don't like to go this way.

   would not regard such a place as the main animal path.

   "Yeah, it's such a difficult road to walk, and they even rushed down the mountain at night to find someone to arch people. It shows how small-minded these guys are and how much they hold grudges."

   Liu Guangli sighed.

   As for why there is a pig trail in this place.

  Because wild boars love mud ponds, they are very fond of wetlands, and when it is hot, they like to run over and roll over in muddy water to cool off the heat.

   That's why I often run over this steep hillside, and here I come out of a not serious main animal path.

  The two were talking, and the tails of Xiaojin and Heiwa in front of them stood up one after another, and a small humming sound came from their nasal passages.

  Chen Ling smiled when he saw this: "It seems that this difficult road really has an unexpected harvest."

   Then he saw that Liu Guangli was instantly alert, and the tiger-headed yellow and the wolf-green dog, who were ready to attack, nodded approvingly: "These are two good dogs."

   Get the signal of the head dog, can give instant response, and do not bark, this already has the quality of a good hunting dog.

  Otherwise, it is difficult to change the bad habits of dogs.

   After all, dogs can’t speak, and people can’t communicate with them without obstacles.

   Unless you make a mistake, hit it.

   But that is not desirable. Hounds are partners, not slaves, and cannot be tamed by beating.

  Liu Guangli chuckled: "Sao Lu is still a little bit worse. If you don't compare with the two dogs like you, we are barely able to use it as a dog..."

  Then the two of them watched the four dogs climb up the hillside two in front and two behind, rushing into the forest and sweeping away.

   One old and one young, under the darkness of the night, knew that there was a situation and did not panic at all.

   This time there are dogs and guns.

   There are also clips at key positions on the animal path, and wild animals dare to come and drink a pot.

   As a result, the two of them followed the dog up the hillside and walked into the forest. At this time, Xiao Jin started to speak from the front.

   I don't know what movement I heard.

   When Chen Ling swept over with the flashlight, under the light, it suddenly raised its head and looked towards the southwest. With a bark, he raised his feet and ran.

   At this time, Heiwa also reacted. He glanced at her with piercing eyes, raised his head with a low growl, and copied it from the other direction.

   Little Jin Heiwa cried out like this.

  Liu Guangli's two dogs immediately followed, heading towards Heiwa, and followed closely behind.

   "Something's wrong, I haven't had such a big reaction just now." Chen Ling looked at each other in surprise, and hurriedly checked the shotguns. The wild boars were not afraid, but they were not wild boars.

   After the two had checked the shotguns and other things, one of them flashed a torch and the other flashed a torch, and chased in the direction of Heiwa along the ridge.

  Xiaojin is the head dog, the hunter will help the dog first, and then it depends on the situation.

   did not go very far when they saw the black baby and the three dogs stop.

He also quietly slowed down his pace, and then, by the light of flashlights and torches, he could see under the ridge, on the gentle side of the mountain, a group of wild boars. The children screamed, leisurely arching the weeds and leaves to forage for food.

   This is a sow and a half-big pig that has just grown up.

   It was the other two big boars who made a noise, with a pair of big fangs, howling furiously and fighting fiercely in the sparse forest.

   Seeing this situation, Liu Guangli's eyes lit up.

   "Good guy, it turned out to be a solitary pig."

   "When two males fight each other, one must be injured. This is a good opportunity."