Ding Qi didn't have much to worry about this, as long as the little golden eagle didn't appear in front of them, then they wouldn't attack people or animals here, and they wouldn't retaliate against innocent people or animals unless they went crazy.

There was once a golden eagle attacking a human being, the cause of which was that a hunter stole a pair of golden eagle eggs, which are said to cure men's self-evident and can be sold for a very high price. It is very unfortunate that the appearance of this hunter was seen by the golden eagle couple, after he escaped by luck, the golden eagle couple has been going around in the mountains and forests, when the hunter went into the mountains to hunt again, suddenly sneaked attack from behind, the male eagle grabbed his skull, and the female eagle got up on the ground in his panic and escaped, and grabbed his eyes from the bottom up, and even took the whole face away.

This may be a rural legend, but it also reflects from the side how big the golden eagle's ability to hold grudges is, and it is absolutely immortal.

Ding Qi is not worried about this, but it does not mean that he is not concerned about this matter. In order to prevent the golden eagle from rescuing the eagle or retaliating and hurting people, Ding Qi still has to make more preparations.

After Ding Qi finished disposing of these ducks, including those edible hearts and livers, and the other miscellaneous pieces were thrown to the three cuties to clean up.

Because of the appearance of large birds of prey, Ding Qi did not dare to tie those sheep out to graze, so he could only stay in the sheepfold. The injured lamb was treated by Dingchi in the surroundings with some herbs such as calamus, dandelion and spiny cabbage. It has the effect of treating traumatic bleeding, cooling blood and stopping bleeding, which I learned when I was a scout. I didn't pay much attention to this before, there are thorns on my body, and I don't have dandelions as delicious, so its presence is very low.

In addition, spiny cabbage also has a function, that is, it can treat hand peeling, especially in spring. When I was a child, I didn't eat much vegetables in winter, and everyone was deficient in vitamins, so after entering spring, most people, including children, would have peeling on their hands. Some of them are serious, and their hands are like thorns, which are very rough, and the white skin is fading down layer by layer, which will make people feel very uncomfortable now.

At this time, there will be a lot of spiny vegetables in the fields in the field, and adults will take their children to pick some spiny vegetables on the ditches in the field. Although there were some thorns, they were crushed under the rough hands of adults, and the green juice was rubbed on their hands for three or four days, and it didn't take long for them to get better.

When he came back last night, Ding Qi found some spiny vegetables with a torch on the way back from the grilled whitebait, cleaned them and smashed them with anti-inflammatory dandelions with a mallet and applied them to the wound of the lamb to stop the bleeding. Calamus is fed directly to the lamb to eat, which can speed up the recovery of injuries. It's not that Ding Qi is unwilling to use the medicines in the first-aid kit for the lamb, those are first-aid medicines, life-saving medicines, and the lives of sheep are still not as good as human lives!

However, these crude herbs have played a role, and the blood from the wound no longer flows, only some traces of redness and swelling exist around the wound, and the degree of redness and swelling is also very light, and it is not a big problem to look at, and it is estimated that it will soon scab over.

Ding Qi went to the bushes and cut a large pile of wattles and came back, and made a basket that could hold the little golden eagle, and brought a lid on it, with holes in the lid, the size of a fist, just enough for the little golden eagle to stick out of its head. Ding Qi arranged for the three pets to stay around the wattle basket to keep them away, and the fight was also there, in order to keep attracting the attention of the golden eagle and not letting it rest.

Taking advantage of this, Ding Qi took out a saw, an axe, and a chisel to cut two branches, and spent more than an hour making an eagle frame, which was sharpened at the bottom and could be tied next to the wooden house stove. The crossbars on the shelves are more stringent, with two crossbars and two short vertical bars. The upper crossbar is movable and smooth, only one circle smaller than the size of the golden eagle's claws. It gets stuck in the middle of a hole in two short poles, and the holes carved out by the poles are so smooth that they keep sliding when the eagle stands up, causing the eagle to fall down. If you don't want to fall, you can only keep moving your feet and stay awake. The purpose of this is to keep the golden eagle active, unable to sleep, able to quickly get rid of its wildness, and wear down its will.

The three pets are to assist Dingqi, so that the eagle does not have a moment of rest during the day.

Since he is ready to tame it, Ding Qi will no longer delay time, and is ready to wear off its wild nature as soon as possible, so that it will become dependent and trustworthy to Ding Qi, not to mention that there are two eagle eagles outside ready to retrieve their children at any time. Although it is a little cruel, Ding Qi has no choice but to let this golden eagle become the first flying bird of prey to be tamed by humans in the primitive era!

Seeing that the little ones were faithfully carrying out their orders, Tinch turned back to bed and began to sleep. Boiling eagles is a very hard work, and it takes a hundred times more energy to succeed. It is not only the will of the eagle that is boiled, but also the will of man, and it depends on whose will can overwhelm whose will. If you want to succeed, it can only be the will of Ding Qi that overpowers the will of the golden eagle.

In addition, thanks to the almighty documentary channel, Ding Qi came into contact with the real process of boiling eagles, although not all, but at least he knows one of the truths: beating a mallet to give a date. And this kind of process of boiling eagles is the people of ethnic minorities for thousands of years to grope and summarize, Ding Qi can skip these tedious groping processes and walk in the right direction, which is already a thousand thanks.

Waking up in the evening, Tinch ate a quick bite to eat, fed the three little ones and the other animals, and set out to work: boiling eagles.

Grab the golden eagle out of the wattle basket and tie two ropes to the legs and tie them to the shelf. As soon as the golden eagle stood up, it did not keep its balance, and it fell off the pole, and it flapped its wings to get up, continued to stand, and then fell down again. Ding Qi moved his car seat over, sat comfortably on it, and watched the golden eagle keep repeating the action just now.

After an hour, the golden eagle got used to the bar a little, and although it had been unsteady, it was still able to stand gently for a while and rest for a few seconds under the flapping of its wings. After two hours, it found that it was able to rest longer by pressing its weight to its side and straightening its upper body, and it has been looking for a balance between this to allow it to rest longer and more smoothly.

After three hours, it was able to stand firmly on the crossbar, except for a slight flapping of its wings.

I can finally squint my eyes and sleep, and at the end of this day, I can toss myself badly, this is not a carved life. I came out to hunt by myself, I thought I could catch the little sheep, who would have thought that it would have helpers, not to mention the helpers, there were four of them, and they all looked difficult to mess with. In the end, he tied himself up with a strange strap and brought him to this same strange place, strange people, strange things, strange nests, and the heavenly fire that scared him.

Alas! Sleep for a while, and when you fall asleep, you will return to the forests, mountains, and lakes where you lived, as well as your own mom and dad. What a wonderful time to spend with Mom and Dad, eating happily, playing happily, and sleeping happily.

Uh-huh, who is stabbing me, don't disturb my rest, I am most annoyed that other eagles disturb me while I am resting.

Bang!

The golden eagle planted an upside-down onion and fell off the crossbar.

The golden eagle finally turned up, its peanut-sized eyes dripping, staring at the enemy in front of him but helpless.

Standing up again, the golden eagle was extremely happy and excited in his heart, and just when it once again felt the call of the god of sleep, and remembered the beauty of his hometown and the mountains and forests, the human being actually took a stick and stabbed himself over, which is unbearable, the eagle is also dignified, and the eagle can be killed but not humiliated.

When it stood up again and looked at Ding Qi angrily, Ding Qi, who was sitting on the seat of the SUV, stabbed it again with a pole, not allowing it any time or opportunity to rest, and could only stare at his own eyes, looking at the man with the rod and helpless.

After the little golden eagle was trained, Ding Qi put the bamboo pole aside, took out a pile of vine plant fibers that he had collected before, sat on the soft car seat, and began to rub the rope, preparing to use the time of boiling the eagle to make two or three more nets.

The next morning, there were a few more eagle chirps in the sky, and Ding Qi knew that these were the two golden eagle fathers and mothers, no matter how they searched back and forth here, he explained what the three pets did next, and he lay down on the bed and began to make up for sleep. And the poor golden eagle could only stand there in vain and listless, trying to sleep but could not.

I'm so sleepy!

In the evening, the golden eagle, which had been languishing for a day, was even more sad. The energetic Ding Qi took a bunch of vine fibers and continued to look at the golden eagle, shaking the wooden stick in his hand from time to time, making a whining sound, scaring the golden eagle awake and not giving it any time to rest. And he continued to do the work in his hands, rubbing the rope.

After five days like this, the golden eagle was already going crazy, and he had never closed his eyes, and he was so tired that he didn't know that it was his own. He can only wave his wings in vain and unconsciously, maintain the balance of his body, and his whole body is disheveled and listless. And Ding Qi was also a little irresistible, and the three little pets were also very tired, and they didn't want to play this. Dan Dingqi knows that this is the most critical moment, if he can't persevere, he may fall short, and his five days of hard work are in vain.

On the fifth day, Ding Qi placed a few bamboo poles around the scaffolding, hung some fresh rabbit meat on them, and put some water on the ground. The golden eagle with weak consciousness has not yet given up the last clarity, and disdains those who eat and drink. Since the moment it was caught by Ding Qi, it had shown a violent and wild temperament, and its mouth also let out bursts of sad and desolate howls, but unfortunately it was tied up and could only hum from the gap in its mouth.

Ding Qi's eyes were blood-red, and the golden eagle's eyes were equally blood-red, looking at each other, confronting each other, and refusing to compromise.

As time passed, the golden eagle became more and more impatient, hungry and thirsty, and the temptation in front of it was so delicious that it attracted its eyes to it again and again, and the eyes of itself and humans became weaker and weaker.

The golden eagle was accumulating more and more anger in its heart, and it wanted to vent it, and threw itself at Ding Qi again and again, but was pulled back by the rope at the last moment, and fell to the ground in vain. Then get up again, rush over again, and so on until you are exhausted.

Unable to reach Ding Qi, it had to vent the subject to the wood next to it, pecking with its beak, and pecking constantly, pecking off more and more fragments, and the anger on its body became smaller and weaker.

The golden eagle's mouth was covered with blood scabs, black and hard, and the blood even blocked the nostrils, the resentment gathered in the eyes disappeared, and the weak body seemed to be unable to wave its wings anymore, just wanting to sleep well.