Dong Qiangqiang didn't know why and looked at Hans with wide eyes: "Do you have anything else?"
Hans pointed to the wild boar on the stretcher: "Did you really kill this pig?"
"That's right. It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake."
"Hey," Hans glanced at the wild boar, "do you have a gun license and hunting license to hunt wild boars?"
Dong Qiangqiang was startled, and he felt bad. He said vaguely: "Well, I'm not a hunter. Why do I need those two certificates?"
"If you don't have two certificates, then according to German law, hunting wild boars is illegal hunting." Hans adjusted his glasses and said seriously.
"But I didn't use a gun. Besides, I was defending myself. I didn't go into the mountains to hunt wild boars." Dong Qiangqiang defended.
"Then you don't have a hunting license." Hans realized that Dong Qiangqiang was right and immediately changed his explanation.
"As I said, I was not hunting at all. I was defending myself: the wild boar attacked me and my friends, we ran away, but it followed me and finally forced me into a tree. I accidentally dropped my backpack When we got to the tree, the wild boar opened my backpack and mistakenly drank the wine I brought, and then fell on its own. Yes, it fell on its own. Although I tied it, it was not for hunting fun, but In order to prevent it from harming other tourists who enter the mountain." Dong Qiangqiang said righteously, "And I have witnesses and physical evidence. Besides, if I am here for hunting, have you ever seen people who go into the mountain to hunt wild boars with bare hands? Really? Even the police wouldn’t dare to conclude that my motive was hunting, right?”
These words are sonorous and powerful, and the logic is watertight. Except for some German verbs that are said a little too pretentiously, the basic meaning is expressed fairly well.
Hearing that the wild boar was knocked down by wine, Hans was surprised. He squatted down and opened the wild boar's mouth. When he smelled the tangy smell of alcohol in the pig's mouth, he believed Dong Qiangqiang's words.
"So..." Hans still seemed a little doubtful of Dong Qiangqiang's explanation, "Is it really the wine he drank by mistake?"
"Of course," Dong Qiangqiang took out the empty wine bottle from his backpack and pretended to be angry, "and it ate all my lunch and fruit."
He originally wanted to say that the wild boar had eaten the fish, but as he spoke, he suddenly became worried: What if fishing in Germany requires a fishing license?
"What you said makes sense," Hans paused, "but you can't drag the wild boar around like this. If you encounter the police, you will be suspected of illegal hunting."
"Well, what do you think is appropriate?" Dong Qiangqiang also felt that what Hans said was reasonable. Although he was not afraid of dealing with the police, he did not want to delay his work as a cleaner to earn extra money.
"You can sell me the pig." Hans said suddenly, looking at the wild boar lying on the ground.
Dong Qiangqiang was startled when he heard what Hans said. He stammered and asked: "Sold to... you?" He originally thought that the unattractive German young man in front of him would take the opportunity to rip him off, but he didn't expect that the other party would But he made such a suggestion, and for a moment he felt a little unbelievable.
"Yes, I am a legal hunter and hold an intermediate hunting license issued by the German Hunting Association. This is my first year as a hunter on my own. I also have a gun license and can hunt legally. And this wild boar forest is also It belongs to the hunting scope of the hunting club I belong to. And there are no farms or fields nearby, so there will be no issue of compensation for farmers. The most important thing is that what you caught is a male wild boar, not a prohibited female. Wild boar, so I can buy it. Otherwise, I can’t help you.”
He muttered a lot, and Dong Qiangqiang seemed to understand. He looked at Hans doubtfully: "Hunting association? Intermediate hunting license? Wild boar forest? Compensation to farmers? Not allowed to hunt female wild boars? I..."
Hans knew that Dong Qiangqiang didn't understand what he said, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I actually have another question."
"you say."
Hans looked embarrassed: "Although I am willing to buy this wild boar, I don't have any money today."
If it was normal, Dong Qiangqiang would definitely slap him in the face. This kind of person is clearly here to take advantage. But now, he believed his peer was sincere.
"Well, it doesn't matter. I can give you this wild boar. After all, I'm not here for hunting." Dong Qiangqiang emphasized again.
Hans shook his head and said firmly: "No, I will buy this wild boar."
Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to tangle with him, nor did he want to convince him, so he nodded: "No problem, I'll do as you say. You can set a price."
"Is that 500 marks okay?" Hans asked tentatively.
Dong Qiangqiang was shocked: "How much, how much?"
"I really don't know how much the pig you shot can be sold for." Hans looked embarrassed: "I don't work much, so I don't have much savings. Do you think...500 marks will do?"
Dong Qiangqiang still looked surprised: "So a wild boar can be sold for 500 marks in Germany?"
Hans nodded: "The wild boars shot by the high-level hunters in our club are always sold out by restaurants, but those kind of wild boars are very particular about the entry position of the bullet and the length of time they die, so the price is very expensive. But I’ve never heard of a drunkard like you.”
"Hehe." Looking at Hans's expression, Dong Qiangqiang grinned and said in his heart: Don't say you haven't heard of it, even I haven't heard of it myself.
"Sure, as you said, it's just 500 marks." Dong Qiangqiang waved his hand, "That's it."
Seeing that he agreed, Hans took out a paper and pen, scribbled a few words, wrote a receipt for Dong Qiangqiang, then handed it to his hand, and told me: "Tell me your mobile phone number now. Then you can call me next Tuesday." This phone number is on the receipt, let’s make an appointment and I’ll give you the money.”
"No problem." Dong Qiangqiang quickly wrote down his mobile phone number on a piece of paper, handed it to Hans, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I would have accidentally violated your laws. That must be That’s not my intention.”
"It's understandable. After all, you are a foreigner. But since you choose to study and live in Germany, you must abide by our laws. This is a matter of course."
"Yes, yes, you are right. I will definitely learn from this lesson. Next time..." Dong Qiangqiang scratched his head, "I will try to avoid the wild boar."
Hearing his confession, Hans also smiled, showing his white and neat teeth. He suddenly asked: "You are very powerful. Do you often hunt wild boars like this in your country?"
"No." Dong Qiangqiang answered honestly, "I have actually been dealing with domestic pigs for longer."
Hans's eyes suddenly lit up: "Domestic pig?"
"Yes," Dong Qiangqiang explained, "A relative at home has opened a pig factory and often needs help."
"Then you often catch pigs?"
"Catch... pigs?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't quite understand Hans' question, "Why do you want to catch pigs?"
"Well, it's nothing. Let's talk about it next time we meet. Maybe... I can introduce you to a job." Hans hesitated.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't like to inquire deeply. He suddenly remembered something: "Hans, you often run in this mountain. Do you know that there is a villa here? It is probably located northeast of a river."
"Northeast of the river? Hmm..." Hans thought for a moment, "Are you talking about Mr. Muller's house? The treasure house?"
"Maybe, my friend is waiting for me there now." Dong Qiangqiang blinked, "Can you take me there? I'm afraid of running into wild boars again. After all, I don't have a hunting license or a gun license."
