The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Zhao Jun has not come these days, so a lot of logs have been accumulated in Lengchang. After a brief conversation with Xing San, Zhang Yuanmin, and Xie Zhong, Zhao Jun took Zhang Yuanmin and Xie Zhong out to work.

He measured, Zhang Yuanmin helped with the hammer, and Xie Zhong took the account book to record. The work went very quickly.

By noon, Zhao Jun had completed the accumulated work. After lunch, he packed up his things, took Xing San out of Lengchang, and drove to the top of the mountain that Xing San had just "occupied".

When Zhao Jun got out of the car, he put the semi-automatic rifle he had brought on his back, and then took out a triangular bag and the iron cage containing the mouse from the car.

In this way, Zhao Jun and Xing San stepped on the post and walked straight up.

After an hour and a half of trekking, Zhao Jun and Xing San were about to reach the stone pond area on the top of the mountain. At this time, the snow under their feet was already up to their knees.

Zhao Jun glanced around and spotted a large fish-scale pine.

Zhao Jun raised his hand and pointed to the pine tree, beckoning Xing San to follow him. At this time, Xing San was a little confused, because the slope Zhao Jun chose to set the trap was not the route that the sable took in and out of the nest.

Although he, Xing San, has never shot a sable, he has heard from others that to catch a sable, you have to put a trap on the road it usually walks, just like what Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu did last winter.

This large fish-scale pine seems to be quite old at first glance. Part of its thick roots have broken through the ground, forming an arch on the ground.

Zhao Jun handed everything in his hand to Xing San, and then he knelt in front of the tree legs and scooped up the snow with his hands.

After the thick layer of snow was peeled away by Zhao Jun and the surface was exposed, Zhao Jun pulled out a knife from his back waist and poked the tip of the knife under the leg of the tree.

After slowly digging a hole under the tree's leg, Zhao Jun asked Xing San to grab a mouse from the cage with gloves.

Xing held the mouse with three hands, and Zhao Jun took a piece of iron wire and wrapped one end around the mouse's waist four times, and the other end around the tree's leg three times, so that the mouse was right under Zhao Jun's tree's leg. In the shallow hole dug out.

And the length of the wire is better. At this time, the mouse is lying there without any range of movement.

In other words, Zhao Jun tied the mouse under the leg of the tree.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jun surrounded the mouse again with the frozen soil he had just scraped with a knife.

At this time, the mouse was fixed too tightly, and it could not reach the soil with its mouth or claws.

Xing San on the side couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw this.

Xing San is an old mountain dog, and he understood Zhao Jun's intention at a glance. When a mouse is tied up like this, even if it has sharp teeth and claws, it can't escape or get away.

The tree's legs were already sheltered from the wind, and the Zhao army surrounded it with earth to protect it from the cold, making the mouse feel like it was in a nest. It may not be as warm as in a deep pit or cave, but with the rat's strong vitality, there is absolutely no problem in carrying it for two or three days.

Zhao Jun's purpose of enclosing the soil did not end there. He took out another piece of wire from his pocket, tied one end of the wire to the leg of the tree, and the other end formed a cover in front of the gap between the soil and the leg of the tree.

"Boy." When Xing San saw this, he said hurriedly: "Don't play a trap. How good is your trap? Isn't it ruined?"

The other end of the noose is tied to the leg of the tree. This is the dead set. When a sable is trapped in a quilt, it will struggle desperately the harder it can't break free. At that time, the wire trap will break the sable's fur.

As for sables, what they are selling is their fur, and it is worthless if the hoop is broken.

Zhao Jun naturally knew this truth, but he smiled and said to Xing San: "Third uncle, I'm looking for a looper. Then won't you have to search for it all over the mountain?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Xing San heard this and said anxiously: "What am I going to do here all day? Why don't I just sneak around?"

After saying these two sentences, Xing San simply stepped forward and untied the other end of the wire sheath from the tree leg. While untying it, he said, "How much does a piece of leather cost? What's the difference between a broken piece of leather and a good piece of leather?"

Zhao Jun smiled faintly and did not stop Xing San.

His method of setting off the condom looks simple, but these days mountain runners still use the most traditional method.

The traditional trap is to lay traps on the way sables travel and return to their nests according to the principle of "snakes have snake paths and rats have rat paths".

But the sable is extremely concerned about its own route in and out of the nest. Once there are other footprints nearby, the sable will abandon this route to avoid danger.

Therefore, you must be careful when setting up traps like this. You cannot leave traces near the sable footprints, which is why Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu went up there on skis last year.

Sables are particularly sensitive animals. Sometimes, even if people are very careful not to leave footprints, they will inevitably leave other traces when doing these things in heavy snow. These traces will also arouse the vigilance of sables.

And there is more than one way for them to come out of their nests to look for food. When they find that this route is unsafe, they will change the route, and some will even abandon their nests.

Therefore, the probability of catching a sable with a trap is very small. Even if you are an old-timer in this industry, you can catch seven or eight large skins in one winter. It is considered good.

But Zhao Jun set a trap today to trap the sable with prey. The key was to avoid the places that the sable cared about.

This will keep the sable away from the route in and out of the nest, so it won't care if there are other footprints around it.

As long as it relies on its own vision, hearing, and smell to determine that there is no danger nearby, the sable will definitely take the bait.

When it comes over and sees a gap between the surrounding soil and the tree legs, the sable will definitely dig in through there, and the drill will definitely be trapped.

Today, Zhao Jun brought Xing San and taught the old man this method. At this time, Xing San picked up a tree branch nearby. He used the cutting knife to cut off thirty centimeters from the thick end. After cutting off the excess branches, this tree was thirty centimeters long and had a thumb on the thin end. The stick was tied to the other end of the wire sheath.

In this way, the set becomes a looper.

This is the same as trapping a wild boar. When the sable gets into the trap, although it can't break free, it can drag the stick around and won't pull hard.

But at this time, if the sable drags the tree stick and passes on the snow, there will definitely be traces left behind. When the time comes, Xing San can chase him along the way.

After Xing San arranged the condom, he stood up and looked at Zhao Jun and smiled.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. The winter in the Northeast is short, and this place is in a forest area. The sky is getting dark. Zhao Jun said to Xing San: "Third uncle, I brought you up here just to teach you how to pull off this trick." It's getting dark, let's go down quickly. Let the two rats live for two more days. You can come and pull this trap someday, and you can be caught by the way."

Zhao Jun has been a little busy recently. He has to drag the dog and seek revenge on that big paw. So he planned to leave the scam to Xing San. Anyway, they would spend the money together.

Xing San agreed immediately, but the old man loved money. He said that he would let Zhao Jun go down the mountain by himself, while he would stay in a shack in the mountain for one night, and then go out directly to make a trap tomorrow morning.

But Zhao Jun didn't let him do this. No one usually lived in the shack in the mountains, and it was very cold inside. So, Zhao Jun took Xing San down the mountain and drove him back to Lengchang.

After arriving at Lengchang, Zhao Jun was not in a hurry to go home, but walked to the shacks in the west.

As soon as Zhao Jun entered the shack, he saw Zhang Yuanmin whispering to someone. Seeing Zhao Jun coming in, Zhang Yuanmin hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the man, and then walked quickly towards Zhao Jun.

Seeing Zhao Jun looking at him with a frown, Zhang Yuanmin rolled his eyes and hurriedly looked for a topic: "Brother, do you remember? We still have a nest of fragrant deer that we haven't hunted yet?"

Brothers, I woke up late today. I will update two thousand words first. It’s over, this doesn’t count as what I owed yesterday. Tonight I will update two chapters of 4,000 words to make up for yesterday’s chapter.