In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

It turned out that the male reindeer that escaped before was looking for revenge.

Lu Qingyang turned around without hesitation.

If he was a step later, the male reindeer's horns would have hit his butt.

He jumped back a step and quickly pulled the trigger, "bang bang" two shots were fired at the male reindeer's head.

Lu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you!"

Sun Xiangqian's gun was out of bullets, otherwise he would have shot long ago.

They naturally gained a lot on this trip, and the entire hunting team hunted five or six reindeer.

If you want to take it back, you naturally have to dismember it directly.

Although hunting is a cruel act, it is the only way for hunters to make a living in this era.

After the reindeer herd completely left, everyone began to dismember the reindeer meat with peace of mind.

Lu Qingyang wanted the reindeer horns, which can nourish the kidneys and strengthen the waist, and promote blood circulation and relieve blood stasis.

Even if you don't sell it, you can store it in the space and use it later.

The intact fur should be kept, and the incomplete ones can't be exchanged for many work points, so they can be kept for making jackets.

Lu Qingyang stared at the antlers eagerly, and Uncle Tie also knew his intention.

"Antlers are valuable, but you hunted them, so I'll give them to you, and don't think about the others."

Lu Qingyang thought about it and asked again: "Whoever hunted the antlers owns them?"

"Yes."

This is already an unwritten rule in the hunting team. Otherwise, where do the antlers on the black market come from? Aren't they sold secretly by hunters?

Lu Qingyang smiled. In this case, he has more motivation to hunt reindeer.

He really regretted not hunting more just now, but there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so there is no need to rush now.

Mantou and several other hunting dogs chased the little reindeer before and chased it directly to Lu Qingyang's feet.

"Good fellow, did you bring the little reindeer back?"

According to the habit of reindeer, they usually give birth in spring.

The mother of this little reindeer got pregnant early and gave birth to it, so it was destined not to survive this winter.

But it was different in Lu Qingyang's hands.

"What should we do with this little reindeer?" Lu Qingyang came to Wang Dagang's side.

"Now we have hunted a big reindeer, and the small one doesn't have much meat. This is what your dog found. If you want, just kill it and take it back!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the steamed bun thoughtfully, "This is the first time I have seen such a smart hunting dog. I underestimated you at the beginning."

How can a dog that drinks spiritual spring water not be smart?

Lu Qingyang touched the dog's head and gave it a piece of dried meat. Of course, all the hunting dogs had a share.

"Thank you very much, Brother Wang."

Several hunters had already started a fire on the spot and started roasting reindeer meat.

"It's fresh to eat this way, you guys should try it too!"

Uncle Tie gave Lu Qingyang and the others two pieces of venison, "Try it, it's very nutritious, it's good for men, you guys are lucky."

Sun Xiangqian looked at the half-cooked venison and hesitated, "Can I eat this?"

"Why not? Look at him, he drinks blood directly, that's how to nourish."

Sure enough, he turned his head and saw a hunter holding a bowl of deer blood, drinking it in one breath, roaring happily after drinking it, and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You can also use it to soak wine, add deer blood to white wine, seal it for a day and a night, that taste, wow, wow, I loved drinking it when I was young, now I'm old, it's useless to drink it."

Uncle Tie seemed to think of the sad past, and silently took a bite of the venison.

This is a very primitive way of roasting, just sprinkle some coarse salt on the surface, Lu Qingyang tried to take a bite.

There is no fishy smell, but a mouthful of juice and rich aroma, a taste different from other meats.

Lu Qingyang ate a piece and still felt unsatisfied.

Ren Ziqiang also got a piece. He looked at the reindeer meat with blood and said disdainfully: "What's the difference between eating like this and being a savage? I'm a civilized person."

Lu Qingyang was not polite and directly snatched the meat from his hand, "If you don't like it, don't eat it. Give it to me. I love it."

"You..."

In front of Ren Ziqiang, he began to bite it with big mouthfuls, "It tastes really good!"

Ren Ziqiang's stomach made a gurgling sound, and he could only cover his stomach awkwardly.

Lu Qingyang thought to himself: It's really a shame to be so stubborn.

And Ren Ziqiang's behavior just now made him feel very uncomfortable.

It's really scary to be a teammate with such a backstabbing person.

There was no telling when something strange might happen. Lu Qingyang finished the last bite of venison and made a decision in his heart.

Ren Ziqiang could not stay in the hunting team. He had to find a way to get him out!

He glanced at Cao Hongbin andGe Erniu, the two seemed to have long been accustomed to the hunting team's behavior, eating with relish.

He was still persuading Ren Ziqiang: "You fool, venison is very nutritious, but it's a good thing."

Ren Ziqiang is out of place, that's really easy to deal with.

The hunting team returned with a full load, and it started snowing again on the way back. The horses were already full of prey, and Mantou was still following happily behind.

Lu Qingyang carried a gun, with an experienced attitude.

I was still worried, but the men in the hunting team looked rough, but they were actually easy to get along with.

Uncle Tie was given a deer whip, and Lu Qingyang came closer when he saw this, "Uncle, how does the deer whip taste?"

Uncle Tie smiled mysteriously: "If you want to know, I'll give it to you, anyway, I don't have any use for it."

After that, he took out the water bag and took a sip, and a smell of white wine hit him.

"You can't take this for free, why don't I bring a few bottles of good wine tonight."

''You are a smart kid. "

The two of them were friends who had their lives cut short. When Uncle Tie saw him, he thought of his deceased son and couldn't help but pamper him more.

Lu Qingyang consoled him, "But, although drinking is good, you can't drink too much. You have to be moderate. Just drink a few sips at dinner in the future."

Uncle Tie was stunned for a long time, and then nodded after a long time, "I'll listen to you. "

When they returned to Liuxi Brigade, it was already dark. It took them some time to get out of the forest.

It was worth the hard work to hunt so much venison.

Captain Wu saw that they had hunted venison and patted Wang Dagang on the shoulder.

Wang Dagang knew what was going on and handed him a water bag filled with deer blood.

Last year they had not hunted so many reindeer, so this time it was a big harvest, and Captain Wu was naturally very satisfied.

Without Lu Qingyang's pills, he soon became weak.

Today he must drink some deer blood to replenish himself. Body, and continue to fight!

Every hunter was given extra deer blood. Although this thing is good, it is difficult to preserve and not easy to exchange for money.

Lu Qingyang also got a bag. He planned to go back and make some deer blood wine as Uncle Tie said and store it in the space.

As soon as he returned to the house, he saw Shen Mo waving at him.

It seemed that she had been waiting for him at the door for a while, and even her small nose tip was stained with a touch of delicate blush.

Lu Qingyang found that she had also piled a few cute little snowmen at the door.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? It's very cold outside."

"Worried. "Shen Mo sniffed and said these two words.

Worried? There is still someone in this world who is worried about him. I am afraid that only Shen Mo cares about him from the bottom of her heart.

Although the little girl is unrestrained and looks heartless, she is actually innocent and pure, far beyond the people around her.

Lu Qingyang believes that she really cares about him.

Shen Mo rubbed her hands, her eyes fell on the things he was carrying, and a hint of curiosity jumped between her eyebrows: "Is there anything delicious?"