All the children in the ruined temple were cheered up.
God knows how long they have been waiting for this day. The shepherd's purse leaves at the door have withered.
Jiang Sheng hurried to the lee of the ruined temple and shouted to the shirtless Fang Heng, "Third brother, third brother, there is a big tiger."
Even if they don't buy meat often, they know the value of tigers.
From the fur to the bones to the head and tail, everything is expensive.
Fang Heng has practiced martial arts since he was a child and can be regarded as a person with a strong character. He wandered to a ruined temple and ate bran-flavored vegetables without much mood swings. He once thought that he had achieved what his father said, and his expression remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.
Until this moment, after all the hard work, he finally reaped the fruits of his labor, and he felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Fang Heng immediately threw away the wooden stick, put on his cotton-padded jacket, and followed to the ruined temple, "Is it really a big tiger?"
Zhang Qiquan was stunned and didn't know how to explain.
Fortunately, Zheng Ruqian was used to using his mouth and said neatly, "Jiang Sheng, this idiot, passed the wrong message. It's a big guy, not a big tiger."
Fang Heng's expression paused, and he was visibly disappointed.
Even if it is a wild boar, its value cannot be compared with that of a tiger.
"I'm not sure what it is yet." Zhang Qiquan comforted this nimble child, "Let's go and take a look first."
Fang Heng nodded, picked up the mountain and sat on the donkey cart.
Jiang Sheng subconsciously lifted his heels.
The other children looked at each other. They were young after all and couldn't help but join in the fun, so they all climbed onto the flat car.
From the ruined temple to the mountainside, it took only a quarter of an hour for them to travel, which usually took two-quarters of an hour.
Zhang Qiquan is cleaning the camouflage covering the trap.
There was a violent banging sound from the hole one person deep, which must be the prey trying to escape.
Fang Heng's eyes were sharp and he saw clearly a piece of black and yellow striped hair under the fallen leaves, and his heart suddenly rose to his chest.
Until, a weak tiger roar sounded.
Fang Heng's heart returned to his chest again. He tried hard to suppress his excitement, but his hands had nowhere to rest by his side.
"It's really a tiger." Jiang Sheng exclaimed.
She had only heard of this ferocious beast in story books. It was said that it could bite people to death with its open mouth. When it went crazy, even four or five adults were no match for it.
"It's a tiger." Zhang Qiquan's voice trembled.
As long as they can sell this tiger, they can survive this year.
When all the camouflage was cleared away, the tiger's full face was revealed.
Zhang Qiquan was quite experienced and commented, "It must have been a newly adult tiger that fell into the hole while looking for food. I placed sharpened branches at the bottom of the hole, which was enough to pierce his body."
But the tiger is the king of the mountain after all. Even if it is bleeding, it still keeps trying to climb out.
Zhang Qiquan was cruel, he raised the iron fork and gave it two more blows on the head, and then the cave returned to peace.
"Bring it out."
He took his two older children, jumped down into the hole, and lifted the unconscious tiger out.
Jiang Sheng, along with the fourth and fifth brothers, pulled hard on it.
After a lot of hard work, I finally carried it to the donkey cart.
In order to prevent the tiger from waking up and becoming ferocious, four hooves were tied with ropes.
During the journey back to the ruined temple from the mountains, he inevitably encountered several villagers carrying hoes. Zhang Qiquan's face was filled with joy, and he changed his usual decadence and took the initiative to greet the villagers.
"I met the big guy today."
"It's a tiger. It took a lot of effort to lift it out."
"It's a pity that I'm not a pig, so I can't treat everyone to meat."
Jiang Sheng could see clearly that none of the uncles could see clearly what was on the donkey cart. Uncle Zhang was only proud of it.
She stuck out her tongue without poking it.
Return to the ruined temple.
Zhang Qiquan has been a hunter for several years. He not only knows how to make traps, but the most important thing is to skin and decompose animal limbs and hair.
He first measured the tiger's body a few times with his palm, then found the location of the main artery in the neck, and slashed the tiger's blood. The tiger's blood spurted out and fell into the vat that Jiang Sheng had prepared.
Three buckets of blood were filled with the blood of an adult tiger.
Zhang Qiquan was so happy that he scooped out a bowl of blood and drank it all while it was still hot.
The children on the side were all shocked.
"Do you want some drinks too?" He scooped up a bowl and handed it over.
Jiang Sheng was startled and stepped back in small steps. This was too scary, so she didn't dare to drink.
"A bunch of kids." Zhang Qiquan shook his head, "This tiger blood is a great tonic. How many dignitaries and dignitaries can't even get a sip from it, but you don't drink it. What a waste."
After saying that, he drank two more bowls, and it was so hot that he took off his cotton-padded jacket.
Fang Heng looked at the side with his eyes shining. After hesitating for a moment, he scooped up a bowl and drank it in small sips.
Tiger blood may not have any actual effect, but people who long to become stronger will never let go of the possibility.
After Fang Heng drank a bowl, Chang Yan, who had been silent all this time, actually took two steps forward, scooped up half the bowl, and drank it with a frown on his face.
Zhang Qiquan looked at these two boys with admiration. He patted Fang Heng on the shoulder and said, "Watch, how to skin and debone them."
As he spoke, he opened his arms and opened and closed them widely.
I saw the dark sharp knife pulling back and forth, the tiger skin was separated from the tiger meat, the tiger bones were easily broken, and even the internal organs were opened with a single stroke.
"The sharpness of the knife is very important. I have sharpened this knife countless times." Zhang Qiquan likes Fang Heng very much and is not secretive in his explanation. "But it is more important to know the deconstruction of every inch of the bones and flesh, such as the joint position when cutting bones. It requires three to five cuts, but it can be cut off from the fascia with just one cut.”
If we talk about martial arts training, it is to enhance one's endurance, explosive power, and tolerance.
The dissection at this moment is to analyze the enemy's weaknesses and how to use the lightest way to immobilize the enemy.
Fang Heng stared at it intently, his brain running non-stop. These things cannot be taught on the battlefield, and are things that his father cannot give him. He encountered them by chance.
This is also the key to why he is stronger than others.
As the pieces of flesh and bones fell to the ground, the most critical thing was left, the head.
If the head is well peeled and the leather is of high integrity, the price can be doubled several times.
Zhang Qiquan did not dare to speak anymore, peeling the skin with his breath, gently and meticulously.
It wasn't until the entire skin fell off that he heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, "It's done."
Once the tiger skin is dried and processed, it can be sold for at least twenty taels of silver.
The tiger whip is also very valuable if cut off individually.
The tiger bones were left for Wen Zhiyun to use as medicinal materials.
As for flesh and blood and internal organs, although they are not as valuable as leather whips, they can still be exchanged for a few taels of silver...
Zhang Qiquan was pondering.
Fang Heng on the side recovered from his body structure and picked up a piece of tiger leg meat, "Let's have some extra dinner tonight."
Finally, the meat was hunted and the fur was peeled off. The remaining meat could always be given to my sister as a toothpaste.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng exploded as soon as these words came out.
"Third brother, what are you talking about?" The seven-year-old girl put her hands on her hips, accusing her face, "You actually want to eat tiger meat? This is tiger meat."
Fang Heng was at a loss.
Hunting is just for eating meat.
Chang Yan also frowned and looked over in confusion.
Why can't you eat it?
