"Hey, Wit!" A familiar voice sounded behind Witt, who turned his head to look at him. Unexpectedly, he was so excited that the moldy dry bread on the plate flew out. Witt subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, and threw himself into the air, the bread was covered with dust, and he almost dropped the broken plate in his hand.

"Sorry, Witt, I didn't mean to...... Joey looked at Witt with a helpless face a little embarrassed, shrugged his shoulders after a moment of silence, and rushed: "That's it! Throw away the dry bread! I think it's moldy too, so why don't you go with me and get some game? ”

Joey raised his eyebrows after speaking, showing his white teeth and smirking, his hands on his waist, looking very proud. Joy Big Witt is two years old, the only child of Joey Sr., a well-known full-time hunter in Witt's neighborhood, and Witt's playmate since he was a child, and he is a well-known troublemaker in the village, but he has also met many playmates because of it. Because of his strong relationship, in some fights with his peers in the village, Joey often protects him by relying on himself being older than Witt.

I have to say that although Joey is only two years older than Witt, he is incredibly big, a little stronger than the average adult. Those who knew him joked that he had eaten all the prey his father had taken by himself. But this is not unreasonable, old Joy can often hit hares, occasionally hit reindeer and give a little to the neighbors, not only Joey is sturdy and reasonable, but the neighbors have a very good relationship with the father and son.

Joey's mother died in childbirth when Joey was born, which Witt later said when she heard her mother gossip. Joy and his son stayed together for sixteen years. Old Joey is in his early forties this year, and he can be regarded as a certain age when he puts it in the village. Don't look at Old Joey's age, his body is still very strong, and he has participated in nearly thirty battles since he was born, and he can be regarded as a veteran.

Old Joey was so good at archery that the lord would always call him every year when he recruited strong men in the village to go out to fight. And he always brought back two or three ears and a dozen dinars at a time. In terms of his qualifications and achievements in the team, the regular army in the village did not dare to underestimate him, and they had to give Old Joy three points.

According to the post of the lord of the city of Riwache, ten dinars are awarded for killing an enemy soldier, and 1,000 dinars for killing an enemy general. Every time Old Joy took a copy of the notice to find a theory for Varishin Boye, he would always encounter various reasons for prevarication from the other party, and in the end, it would not be resolved, after all, ten dinars were still a lot of money in the village.

Since beating Witt, Old Joy has watched these two babies grow up, so his feelings for Witt are also unusual. Whatever the predicament of Witt's family, old Joey will come over to take care of it. Maybe that's why Joey always protects Witt, right?

To get back to the point, Witt was a little angry at first. The bread was moldy, but without it he would have starved in the afternoon. was about to get angry at Joey, but he didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to admit his mistake and put forward such an attractive suggestion, which made him excited. You must know that although you have occasionally had the opportunity to go out hunting with Uncle Joy in the past few years, you have learned a little bit of fur by touching a bow and arrow. But compared to Joey, the elf ghost who revolves around old Joey all day long, I don't know how far it is?

"Oh well! If you can't catch game, you're dead! Witt followed Joey's words and went down the stairs, undescriptive, and lifted his legs and walked out of the room.

"That's for sure, but I can only get the old man's worn-out hunting bow, and his treasure has been turned over and I can't find it, so why don't you go with me to the woods first?" Shall I get you a new one? Joey raised his eyebrows again and looked at Witt with a wicked smile.

Witt first showed a surprised expression, his eyes fixed on Joey, and his mouth was open for a moment. After a long silence, he said slowly: "God! You know how to make a bow and arrows? When did you learn it? ”

Joy was stunned at first in the face of Witt's sudden reaction, and then laughed and said, "This is what makes me great, how many things do I have?" Learn more! Woohoo ......" said whistling and walking proudly in front.

"Don't hurry up yet! If you know how to make a bow and arrow, don't tell me sooner! Witt had always dreamed of having a bow and arrow, but he didn't expect Joey to do it without mentioning it to himself, and he was angry and excited, and kicked Joey in the ass.

"Alright! All right! The old man taught me a while ago, didn't I tell you......

The two walked together in the shady jungle behind the village. The sunlight shines through the dense foliage, and countless bright spots are cast on the muddy grass, adding a different charm to the swaying weeds. The breeze gently brushed the bushes, rustling the leaves. The sound of insects, birds, and sounds is endless. Witt and Joey were immersed in the flavors of nature and couldn't let go for a long time.

"Joey, what do you think of this?" Witt leaned down and picked up a half-thick dead branch from the grass, and reached out to shake it in front of Joey.

"It's not okay with this, it's uneven, it's hard to control when the knife is cut, and it's easy to break," Joey explained after taking a closer look.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you said we've been looking for almost an hour now, and we can't make a bow when the sun goes down like this, let alone hunting!" Witt put the initial excitement behind him and retorted with some annoyance. In fact, what Witt cares about most is not that he can't hunt, but that he is afraid that the bow he dreamed of will fail, and now he is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"I know, I know, but slow work makes for careful work! It's useless if you're in a hurry. If you pick a branch to do, I believe that not only do half the work, but also have to start from scratch, it is better to do it from scratch now, find good materials, and you will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort. Joey understood Witt's mood and patiently comforted.

After a pause, Joey continued: "The old man told me a few points of material selection before, and I will tell you a rough idea from memory now!" lest thou scruple crookedly and chirp again, and think that I am fixing you? ”

After Joey finished speaking, he looked helpless, and saw that Witt was silent, so he had to continue to elaborate:

"First of all, choose a piece of hardwood that is dry and dead, not grayed or cracked, such as oak, lemon, hickory, purple shirt, acacia or teak – about a meter (about a yard) long. The wood should not have knots, bent parts or branches. Try to find a piece of wood with a high degree of bending, so that when you release the arrow, the rope will not bounce into your hand, and it will be very painful to be bounced. The wood should be slightly stretchy, such as juniper or mulberry. You can also use bamboo or rattan, but be careful, they are not thick enough. If you really want to use it, choose young bamboo, which is firm, elastic and good. Don't use raw wood unless absolutely necessary. Because the strength of raw wood is not as good as that of dry wood. If you really want to use it, use pine wood, which is easy to cut and wash. In the case of raw wood, peel off the bark and soak it in hot water, which will help the bow to bend. After the raw wood is bent, it is dried in the smoke from the fire, not too close to the fire to prevent the wood from burning.

Secondly, judge the natural curvature of the stick. Even the thinnest sticks have their own natural curvature. When making a bow, pay attention to its curvature.

Third, forming. The ideal bow is firm in the middle, so be thicker. The thick wooden stick in the middle feels good to hold. ”

After saying a long paragraph in one breath, Joey exhaled, looked at Witt, whose face gradually softened, and knew that he might be effective, so he changed his words and continued: "The rest of the part, let's talk about it when we find the materials, it's too redundant to finish now, don't worry!" I will definitely make a good bow for you, a gentleman, a horse is hard to chase. ”

After saying that, he patted his chest and smiled at Witt again.

Witt was embarrassed, he didn't absorb a few layers of Joey's words just now, and he could only understand that the making of bows and arrows is also a university question, and there are many kinds of production materials, so he can't be in a hurry, so he had no choice but to nod, puff up his chest, and continue to shuttle with Joey on the dense alley.

Soon, the cheers of the two teenagers resounded in the deep forest, and everywhere they went, the birds hit the air, the shadows of the birds did not disappear, and the insects chirped unconsciously. By the time the leaves hit the ground, the footprints on the muddy grass were long gone.