Chapter 85: The deflated soybean makes a nest
The pheasant is not a rabbit. If it had been a little later, it might have been killed by the eagle.
Fortunately, the distance was short, and what Yue Feng was afraid of did not happen. When Yue Feng arrived at the bottom of the valley, the big eagle was burying its head and grooming the prey under its feet.
This big rooster weighs at least three kilograms visually, but under the iron-backed red eagle's talons weighing two kilograms, it is like a dimensionality reduction blow, and it is unable to move.
Yue Feng took out his knife and made a small slit on the pheasant wing. The meat rolls were coated with chicken blood, and he gave Daying a few more rolls of meat to eat.
After a simple reward, Yue Feng repeated his old trick, covering the eagle's talons, picking off the prey, tying it up with his hands behind his back, and then stuffed it into his satchel.
The first pheasant entered the pocket, and Yue Feng's heart that had been hanging in his heart completely fell to the ground.
This iron-backed red monster has to be able to catch rabbits. Daotian'er (a term for falconry means catching prey flying in the sky. Correspondingly, there is catching land. Generally, the more representative one is The ability to catch rabbits is amazing.
There is endless food for birds in the wild, so who would risk injury and fight with rabbits? Anyway, one chicken can be full.
After catching the first pheasant, which completely opened the door to a new world, Yue Feng returned to the gentle slope below the head of the field and continued to move forward along one side.
The pheasants here are not too afraid of people. They basically take off within a range of no more than 20 meters from the peak. Then they are shot down by the big eagle within thirty to fifty meters. There are three chickens in a row, two males and one male. Mom, the battle process was like a script, all replicas of the first pheasant.
It took less than half an hour to get three chickens. If we look at efficiency alone, it is much higher than catching a flying dragon.
On the first day in a new place, Yue Feng was not going to leave just because he felt like it. He still had at least a few hours before going home in the evening. He wanted to take a walk more often to reduce the pressure on the pheasants here.
After this stroll, it was half past four in the afternoon before he knew it. Yue Feng did not feel boring at all, and he was fighting the whole time.
There should not be many people coming to set traps near the Black Coffin Ditch. The density of pheasants is frightening.
In about four hours from arriving at noon to 4:30 in the afternoon, Yue Feng caught a total of 11 pheasants, three roosters, and eight pullets weighing about a pound and a half.
When I came here, I didn’t expect that my debut would be the peak. Yue Feng didn’t bring any extra spare hunting bag. Eleven pheasants tied up their wings and legs and stuffed them into the satchel. The satchel was already bulging and completely filled.
Look at this big eagle again. After catching so many chickens in a row, it still doesn’t feel tired. Its two thick and strong eagle legs are squatting on Yue Feng’s arms with a shining look in its eyes. Cold light, full of fighting spirit.
It was getting late, and it would definitely be unrealistic to continue putting it down. Yue Feng finally took out the meat roll wrapped in cabbage leaves from his backpack, and gave Daying a full crop.
After the eagle has finished feeding, Yue Feng plans to go back home.
When going back, he still followed the same path he came from. The only difference was that Yue Feng took out soybean grains from his trouser pocket as he walked.
After a few dozen meters, sprinkle a small handful outside, spreading as you walk.
The soybeans of this era were still the old black-navel variety. They were grown on reclaimed land and the yield was actually not high. Because they can extract oil, the price of soybeans is much higher than that of corn and wheat.
The deflated soybeans in Yue Feng's trouser pocket were from the kitchen when he went home to let the rabbits go.
There are two small cloth bags for beans at home. Occasionally when the children are greedy, Meng Yulan will pick up a spoonful and ask Jingjing to take it to the tofu shop in the village to exchange for tofu.
The soybeans that Yue Feng scattered everywhere were caught from one of his pockets. These soybeans were picked out by Meng Yulan as second-grade products that were not too full or had insect eyes. Although the quality was slightly inferior, ordinary people would not be willing to use them to cause harm.
Yue Feng does not think this is a disaster. Hunting is actually quite similar to fishing. If you want to stably produce prey in a field for a long time, in addition to grabbing profits, hunters must also intervene in nesting to a certain extent.
Eleven pheasants were caught in Black Coffin Ditch today. If we catch them again tomorrow, it might not be bad.
But if you come every day, it won’t take a few days. If you come back later, your income will plummet because the number of pheasants moving near the bottom of this ditch is limited.
After catching a certain number of pheasants, new pheasants cannot be temporarily replenished, leaving a partial vacancy in the ecological niche, and the distribution density of prey is uneven. Then, no more pheasants will be caught.
Yue Feng knew the long-term value of a good spot and did not want to engage in such destructive hunting. When he returned, he deliberately sprinkled some soybean food to attract the surrounding pheasants to a certain extent.
To describe it in fishing terms, this is actually raising a nest.
No matter how valuable soybeans are, a few handfuls of deflated beans are not worth much. However, due to the influence of these artificial baits, when we come back tomorrow, we may still be able to catch pheasants nearby looking for food.
After scattering all the handfuls of beans in his pocket, Yue Feng rushed towards the village with his bag on his shoulder and his eagle on his back.
This time Yue Feng chose to go to the mainland at the entrance of the village when he returned to the village.
As soon as I entered the village with my big eagle, I saw a group of villagers watching the excitement surrounding Li Yinhua's house in the canteen at the entrance of the village.
Yue Feng didn’t know what was going on, so he walked over curiously, carrying his bag on his shoulder.
When I got to the edge of the crowd, I realized that in the middle of the crowd, Zhou Xiaobao was bragging with a kite.
“Let me tell you, my kite is very powerful. Today, my third uncle Jiarui and I went up the mountain and caught more than 30 sand half chickens and flying dragon birds!”
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Zhou Xiaobao was salivating at the moment, his eyes were shining when he spoke, and his face was full of pride and pride.
"Xiaobao, are you bragging? A small eagle can catch so many flying dragons? Where are the flying dragons you caught?" The exhausted Wang Meilan couldn't help but question the crowd after listening to the speech.
"Hey, just in case you don't believe it, it's in my satchel before I can send it home! Look, I'm not bragging! They're all alive!"
Zhou Xiaobao for To prove himself, he opened the satchel made of bulging fertilizer bags in public, revealing a flying dragon bird with its wings and legs tied with wires.
"Ah, it's really a flying dragon bird! There are so many of them! Little treasure, my aunt has loved you since you were a child. You went up to the mountains to fly eagles and caught flying dragons. You can't give my aunt one to taste!"< br>
"That's right, you can't keep the mountain wealth to yourself, everyone who sees it has a share. The first time you go up the mountain to let the eagle catch a bird, you won't get a share!" Several other women who were watching the fun with ulterior motives also started to make a fuss.
Seeing someone making noises, Zhou Xiaobao hurriedly closed the zipper again.
"That's not possible. My third uncle will go to the city to sell these flying dragon birds early tomorrow morning. He has already contacted the cafeteria of Hongqi Coal Mine, and they are available for one dollar and two!"
Hear With such a high price, there was another low cry from the crowd. A flying dragon bird is worth more than one yuan, which is a lot of money in the eyes of ordinary villagers.
When he first came here, Yue Feng didn't think too much. As a young man, it was quite normal for him to go up the mountain to fly eagles and catch birds, and then show off among his blind daters.
But when he heard Xiaobao mention that his third uncle Zhou Jianjun had also contacted the Hongqi Coal Mine Canteen, Yue Feng's heart skipped a beat.
(End of this chapter)