"You boys, if you each have one, you can taste it. Can you still eat them all?"
"How much will it cost to sell so many sparrows?"
"We have never fought so many before. You two boys are so awesome!"
"But you won't eat those eight wild pigeons, right?"
"Think about it, it's only ten cents each? It's eight cents in total, you dare to eat it? Don't you feel bad?"
Qin Mao immediately replied: "If I don't move wild pigeons, I will eat sparrows!"
"Huh? Isn't that right? I seem to have forgotten something?"
All three sons ran away, and Lao Qin was still standing in the courtyard, thinking that he seemed to have forgotten something important just now!
The two brothers hiding in the room looked at each other and smiled. Lao Qin just couldn't grasp the point. Was the important thing just now a sparrow or a wild pigeon? Shouldn't it be an air rifle?
A simple air gun in the county department store only costs 30 yuan!
And what about what Qin Jun did himself? If it were put on the shelves, how much would it cost?
"Yes! Airsoft, what did you just say? How much does this gun cost?"
"Third brother, come out here. Is this gun really made by you? Can you sell it?"
"Why don't I believe it? Please make another one for me and see!"
With that said, Qin Zhihe opened the door and came in. He pulled Qin Jun and insisted on letting him do it again!
As for whether he doesn't believe in Qin Jun's ability or whether he wants one himself, only God knows.
Qin Jun and Qin Feng looked at each other, and then they all looked at their father.
His eyes at this time were actually staring closely at the two guns hanging on the wall.
The old man looked at these two guns as if he were looking at a cornucopia!
Look at the hands of the two sons. Are those bullets?
Qin Jun smiled, this dad is really cute.
I'm afraid it's not that he doesn't believe that the Qin army made guns, but he also wants one!
A man is still a boy until he dies, and Lao Qin wants to be willful?
"Dad, I'll make one for you tomorrow. It's going to be dark today and you can't see clearly."
Qin Zhihe smiled: "Okay, don't forget, if you really make it, you will eat everything you catch in the future, and you won't be allowed to exchange money. After all, making money is my business!"
Qin Feng was stunned and said: "Dad, what are you talking about? I will often catch prey in the future, and still eat them all? What should I do if I eat enough?"
Qin Zhihe: "Bah, can you still eat enough meat? Then I will die in peace!"
"Bah, bah, bah, good times are yet to come. Dad, just wait!"
Qin Jun is still very superstitious, but he doesn't believe in evil, for example, he is not afraid of yellow skins!
After coaxing his father away, Qin Jun looked at Qin Feng. His second brother was not simple, he actually had real lead bullets.
And it is lead bullet that meets the specifications, so it is definitely a purchase.
However, if you have this money, can you help him get a telescope? A monocular telescope is also fine!
"You want a telescope? Is it a scope?"
After understanding Qin Jun's thoughts, Qin Feng asked immediately.
"Yes, without a scope, it is difficult to hit the target when shooting from a long distance." Qin Jun nodded.
Qin Feng laughed and said: "You still have to practice. What's the difference if there is a deviation? Practice more and you will be able to hit it with experience."
Can the Qin army know this? But it is more convenient to have a scope, and the maximum attack distance of his gun is more than one hundred meters.
At a distance of one hundred meters, it is easier to hit the target with a scope.
"Okay, let me think of a way for you. Maybe you can find the scope directly!"
Qin Feng is still very confident about this. There is no other way. This year's veterans are a bit special. Many of them retired from the front line.
It’s not surprising that the soldiers who retired from the front line brought back souvenirs.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Qin Jun continued to work.
The bullets have to be polished and the rifling has to be continued.
It was natural to polish the bullets first while it was still dark.
When it was dark and invisible, the Qin army began to rifling based on feeling.
Qin Feng here had just put away a handful of bullets when he saw Qin Jun tinkering with the barrel of the gun.
He took a closer look, and it looked like he was cleaning the barrel. But, does this air rifle still need to clean the barrel?
But why use a hook to clean the barrel of a gun?
"Are you rifling? Are you rifling by hand?"
After a while, Qin Feng realized something.
Is this still his brother? Why does it seem like he can do everything after not seeing each other for a few years?
"It's not difficult, but this seems to be a talent?"
While talking, Qin Jun was also sensing the internal structure of the gun barrel.
There was already rifling inside, but now he just followed the rifling and deepened it.
Of course, if possible, he would like to continue to increase the rifling. After all, the more rifling, the more stable the bullet will be.
Now Qin Jun also understood that the shooting accuracy of his gun was insufficient, and it must be because of the rifling.
Of course, the biggest source of power of an air gun is air pressure, but this Qin army is not easy to change. Now he can only think of ways from the rifling.
Rifling is a hard work, and you must be patient.
Of course, first of all, you must have this ability, otherwise it will be just nonsense.
And this is what makes the tools he makes so powerful, such as the sharpening hook in his hand, which is made of tool steel and has high hardness.
This is the high hardness obtained at the expense of toughness.
This thing is relatively brittle and easy to break, so Qin Jun was also cautious when working.
In the evening, they had a meal of roasted sparrows, grilled on skewers, and Qin Mao's craftsmanship. Qin Jun was very satisfied with the meal.
From this we can see that naughty and mischievous children can still learn a good craft!
Now Qin Jun confirmed that Qin Mao must have eaten sparrows, and he didn't know how he caught them.
When Qin Jun woke up early in the morning, he looked at the sky again. It should be four or five o'clock in the morning, and there was still more than an hour before dawn.
This time is also considered perfect, it is a good time for hunting.
There was a gun and a barely usable flashlight, so Qin Jun naturally planned to make good use of them.
However, as soon as he moved, Qin Feng next to him immediately sat up.
"Let's go together today!" Qin Feng said before Qin Jun asked.
"Okay, it's okay to be a companion!"
Although Qin Jun was not afraid of going out in the dark, he felt more at ease with someone accompanying him.
The two quickly got dressed, then grabbed their guns and groped out of the house.
After closing the door, Qin Feng threw something to Qin Jun.
When I took it over, I saw it was actually a pair of thread gloves.
This thing can only be distributed to workers now, and it can be regarded as a kind of labor protection product.
I don’t know where Qin Feng got it. After all, he hasn’t gone to work in the coal mine yet!
This also shows that it is still useful to make some connections after leaving home, seeing the colorful world outside!
Without any courtesy, Qin Jun immediately put on his gloves.
Although it is thin, it is better than bare hands.
After a quick trot, by the time I reached the courtyard on the east side of the village, my whole body was already feeling a little warm.
Stopping, they both groped forward carefully.
Hunting is all about finding prey.
Both Qin Jun and Qin Shi knew this very well.
They also all have experience, and they all chose to go against the wind.
"You are so smart, you actually know that Huangpizi is worth money!"
The two people carefully came to the edge of the courtyard and hid behind the rocks where the Qin army had laid the first trap before Qin Feng spoke.
"Of course it's valuable. Otherwise, if it's so cold in the morning, who would get up and go hungry and cold?" Qin Jun said with a smile.
Qin Feng was a little emotional: "I really didn't expect that an adult yellow leather can be sold for eight yuan!"
"Eight yuan?" Qin Jun was stunned and asked.
"Yes!" Qin Feng looked at Qin Jun with some doubts, and he heard the question.
Qin Jun chuckled and said: "The price at the commune purchase station? Are you sure it's an adult weasel with a body length of more than 40 centimeters?"
Qin Feng immediately said: "I'm sure, I have seen those yellow skins of yours, they are all the skins of adult weasels. Can I remember the price of such skins correctly?"
"It's really dark. The previous state purchase price for this kind of yellow leather after entering the ninth grade was twenty-five yuan a piece!" Qin Jun said in a low voice.
Qin Feng glanced around. It was dark, but the moon was bright and the stars were sparse in the morning, so he could vaguely see the surrounding situation.
Not finding any abnormalities, Qin Feng spoke again: "What did the previous price mean? Are you sure it was twenty-five pieces?"
"Definitely! I heard that after the New Year, prices will increase, or prices have already increased!" After Qin Jun finished speaking, he made a silent gesture.
Qin Feng saw it and immediately knew something was going on.
He stopped talking, but lay down on the big rock, set up his gun and prepared to hunt.
