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Chapter 659: A Handful of Hair

After gathering more than a dozen wild Siberian tigers, Lin Feng finally believed the fat man's words: There must be dozens of wild Siberian tigers in this big green mountain.

Thinking of this, his heart is difficult to calm down: dozens of them, that is to say, this population can completely live and reproduce in a natural state. If this revelation is shaken out, it will be a hundred times more sensational than Zhou Laohu.

The fat man had already seen Lin Feng's thoughts, and said with a smile next to him: "In the future, do I have to call you Lin Laohu?"

"After I returned, I immediately reported the situation to the hospital, and I will probably soon organize an inspection team to thoroughly assess Daqingshan. Others are still uncertain, but the wild Siberian tiger base, that's a certainty. As an expert specializing in endangered wild animals, what could be more exciting, not to mention that it was his precious daughter who commanded the dozen tigers.

With great satisfaction, he looked ahead, only to see Qiqi gathering those tigers and asking Ye Zi to give them a family photo.

These mountain kings are not very good-tempered, and when they get together, you stare at it and hum. Qiqi hugged their thick necks one by one, straightened up the formation, and was so tired that his brain was sweating.

"Okay, you can take a picture-" Ye Zi finally circled all the Siberian tigers into the camera, and then heard the fat man behind him shouting: "Eggplant-"

Taking pictures of the tiger and shouting eggplant - Ye Zi shook his hand with a smile, but only one leaf was photographed, so he had to do a few more photos.

"Disband, disband, you uncles, hurry back to your own mountain. "The fat man came over and asked Qiqi to dismiss the tiger, and in the past few days, everything that should be filmed has been filmed, and everything that should be found out is clear.

Whether it is plants or animals, they have brought great surprises to people, Daqingshan has become a treasure trove in the real sense, it depends on how the fat people use it.

The contract period is less than four years away, and the fat man estimates that it is easy and pleasant to get billions from the mountains. But he wasn't going to do that, the loser did that.

After the contract period, it is unreasonable to give the country an empty mountain, it is still a hammer deal, and it is not interesting. The fat man's eyes are far away: in the next cycle, Daqingshan has to be contracted.

Sustainable use, so that the mountain will remain young forever, this is the real plan of the fat man.

The mountain kings disappeared into the dense forest, and Qiqi waved his little hands and said goodbye to them one by one. Ye Zi also took several photos of Qiqi hugging the head of the Siberian tiger with his hair coaxing.

The fat man leaned his head over to take a look, and then clicked his lips: "If this is spread on the Internet, I guess there will be people who suspect that this is not wild, it's just a good tiger of the circus, I have to find a way-"

"The best proof of this is hunting, if only it could be photographed. Lin Feng put forward a more professional opinion, the tigers in the zoo do not dare to catch rabbits, although in the eyes of these professionals, wild and artificially fed, you can tell at a glance, but ordinary people do not have this vision, it is best to test through practice.

"Qiqi, keep one-" The fat man hurriedly snorted, and then took Ye Zi's DV machine over: "I have to do this job, others really can't grab the camera." ”

The tiger pounces on food, that is, it is a matter of one minute, it is not easy to shoot, at least Ye Zi feels that he does not have this ability.

The fat man held the machine and pointed at the remaining tiger: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are now in the primeval forest of Daqingshan, and standing in front of us is the Siberian tiger that has been called the king of the mountain, and it is the real wild Siberian tiger——"

"Uncle Fat, why don't I be the host of this show. Ye Zi's figure appeared in the picture.

"This pinch is not broadcast-" The fat man moved a few steps and changed another angle: "Maybe you will wonder, how can this Siberian tiger held by a little girl be wild, and we are going to record the predation of wild Siberian tigers for you truthfully." In order to determine that it is this Siberian tiger, let's make a mark for it. ”

Then Qiqi took out a red head rope, Mei Zizi raised a pinch of hair on the top of the Siberian tiger's brain, and then tied a bow on it, and the fat man continued in the vernacular: "Now we will temporarily name this Siberian tiger a pinch of hair, and then invite a professional, Mr. Lin Feng of the Endangered Wildlife Research Institute, to introduce the situation of a pinch of hair to you from a professional point of view." ”

Lin Feng was not polite, moved to Qiqi's side, stood next to a handful of hair, and started from the tiger's body length, height, and age, proving that this was indeed a wild Siberian tiger. Finally, he raised his arms and shouted: "Next, we are going to show the scene of Siberian tiger predation, I believe everyone will be eye-opening." ”

"Okay, I didn't blur the camera at all!" the fat man stretched out his thumb, and then pulled his throat again: "Mr. A pinch of Mao is a five- or six-year-old female tiger - we will also correct it here, it should be a pinch of Miss Mao." ”

The fat man has always been vague about these details, until Mao Mao gave birth to a little boss, he didn't know that it was a female monkey, what do you say, so for the gender of this Siberian tiger, he can't be blamed.

"Wild Siberian tiger predation will be a very precious shot, and I am very fortunate to shoot it for you. Please remember that we are here in the mountains and forests where the backer of Daqingshan Commune in Linquan County is located. ”

"Now it's Daqingshan Township, fat uncle. Huang Mao corrected the mistake that the fat man had just said, and the commune was an old-fashioned name.

The fat man scratched his head: "It's okay, I'll have to add subtitles then." ”

But the truth is far from being as simple as the fat man imagined, and he wandered behind the tiger's ass for half an hour, but it didn't work. The tigers are not hungry, and the fat people have no tricks.

Seeing that the sun was already setting over the mountain, the fat man patted his belly: "I'm hungry, just shoot again tomorrow, let's cook first." ”

"Siberian tigers generally hunt in the evening or at night. Lin Feng explained to the fat man with a smile.

The fat man saw that after setting up camp, the Siberian tiger dragged its big tail and had a handful of hair tied on its head, and it was a bit of a posture that wanted to walk, so he hurriedly followed behind, and disappeared into the mountains and forests one after the other.

The people set up tents, buried pots to cook, and the old medicine made a fire, burning mugwort and several other herbs to drive away mosquitoes. There are more and more wild animals in the mountains, and mosquitoes and blind flies are also unprecedentedly prosperous, and in the evening, they come out in groups, black and mushy one by one.

It wasn't until his eyes were black that the fat man rushed back, and with a handful of hair in his mouth, he followed behind unhurriedly. The tiger's mouth and neck are very powerful, and it doesn't seem to be very difficult to hold the sika deer in its mouth.

"Uncle Fat, did you shoot it?" Ye Zi excitedly grabbed the DV and started to play it back.

"Wow—that's amazing!" The picture is very short, only a minute before and after, only to see a handful of hair hidden behind the bushes, and the red head rope on the top of the head is particularly eye-catching. Suddenly, it sprang to its feet, leapfrogged over a meter of bushes, and lunged forward. The large tail of the steel whip is parallel to the ground, constantly adjusting the balance of the body, and at this moment, strength, speed, and beauty are all kneaded in a handful of hairs running.

"Fat uncle, if it were me, I would definitely not be able to shoot it. Ye Zi is convinced now, no other needs, this shrub is enough to trap her.

Only then did everyone take advantage of the firelight to look at the fat man carefully, and then laughed, only to see that there were several big holes in the fat man's clothes and trousers, and a few strips of cloth hanging down, which were more embarrassed than beggars.

"Is it easy for me—" The fat man hurriedly took out some Yunnan Baiyao and applied it to the scratched area.

Several young people came up to help, and they admired the fat uncle, the tiger ran so fast, but the fat uncle didn't fall a step, it was really amazing.

After the fat man was done, he continued to watch the video, and after a handful of hair soared for more than 20 seconds, he caught up with the deer, followed a target and ran wildly for more than ten seconds, after turning a few directions, the big slap suddenly slapped out, and the sika deer in front immediately rolled to the ground, and before it got up, a pinch of hair had already pounced on it, biting its throat.

The whole predation process takes less than a minute, just a pat and a bite, and the majesty of a pinch of hair is fully displayed, which is impressive. Everyone was immersed in the shock, and they were speechless for a while.

Suddenly, I heard the fat man chatter: "Don't waste it, a handful of hair, you can leave some meat for us-"

In the end, the tiger snatched back two deer legs, a total of more than ten catties of venison, cut into cubes, and threw them into the pot to cook.

A handful of hair was a little dissatisfied, and disappeared into the forest with the prey in his mouth. The king of the dignified mountains and forests, who was given a piece of the pie by the fat man, is no wonder if he can be happy.

"Uncle Fat, the sika deer is now a protected animal, so it's not illegal to eat it, right?"

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "This is hunted by the Siberian tiger, the weak eat the strong, there is nothing to say, the rules of the jungle are like this, if the Siberian tiger does not prey, then it will starve to death - hehe, so it has nothing to do with us, it is purely a borrowing light, eat with confidence." ”

Hearing him say this, everyone was relieved, and after the venison was fished out, they tore a strip and dipped it in a little pepper and salt, and they all ate it soundly.

With a sip of wine and a sip of meat, everyone sat around the fire, chatting, eating and drinking, and truly experienced the beauty of jungle life.

Bang dang - Ye Zi, the girl, also drank half a glass of white wine, and finally lost her strength and lay down on the grass.

The fat man made a few noises, carried her to the tent, and followed Qiqi to sleep first: "Ye Yatou is so frank, I don't know who can be blessed, talking about such a daughter-in-law." ”

Sitting down next to the fire again, the fat man picked up the wine bottle again: "Uncle Sanpao, Uncle Yaozi, what do you say is just this day? I guess everyone in the city must want to experience it?"

"Don't talk about the people in the city, we all want to. Huang Mao said with a smile, they were not very happy to enter the mountain at first, but now they know that it is a beautiful difference.

"I'm afraid of causing harm to our good forest—" Wang Sanpao said worriedly.

"It's okay, let's draw a special tourist route, open a small part, and then engage in the folk customs of ginseng harvesting, digging medicine, winter hunting, and hunting. The fat man tore another piece of venison, put it in his mouth and chewed: "Such a good green mountain and green water, more people should be able to see it!"

"A handful of hair-" Ye Zi's call came from inside the tent, and the fat man looked around, but he didn't see a trace of a handful of hair, and then he realized that he dared to love this girl's dream. The fat man said a few times: I don't know what kind of sensation it will cause if the video of a handful of hairs is uploaded to the Internet, it's really exciting.