There is an old saying in the Qianqiu Mountains: if you don't catch up with the mountain rabbit, you won't chase the pheasant.

This means that rabbits going up the mountain and pheasants coming down the mountain are more difficult to catch.

That's why when they climbed the mountain, Mu Tu and Da Hei would ignore the group of pheasants flying downwards and ignore them.

However, the rabbit's front legs are short and the hind legs are long, and it is easy to go up the mountain, but it is easy to plant his head when he goes down the mountain, so the rabbit escaped just now and took the "zigzag" route.

Looking at the direction in which the big black disappeared, Mu Tu followed at an even speed.

When he was about to descend halfway up the mountain, the dog took the hare in his mouth and jumped out of the black pine forest.

Rubbing the big black dog's head, Mu Tu took the rabbit, took its two ears, and put it in front of him to look at it.

"What a cute rabbit, four or five pounds of fat, at least four silver coins, not bad."

The mountain hare is not dead, its neck is still bleeding, but it has not much vitality.

In order to prevent it from cheating to death, Mu Tu tied its limbs with ropes, put the two eggs that were originally wrapped in a cloth pocket on top, and padded them with woven bags, so that they were not afraid of breaking.

After collecting the mountain hare, one man and one dog continued to hurry.

Since the hill was small and the slope was not large, it was quicker to descend the mountain than to go up, and they came to the valley at ten o'clock.

Da Hei took the lead in running over to drink water, Mu Tu put down the basket and walked to the upper reaches of it, washed his hands before holding it up and drinking, and when he looked up, he found two beads of blue ice grass and directly cut them off.

Bibing grass is classified as a low-grade spiritual grass by the traders in the market, which has a miraculous effect on relieving the heat.

When they buy them, they can usually give a price of two or three iron coins according to the color of the herbs.

These two beads of blue ice grass are one large and one small, and they should be able to sell for five iron coins, although they are not much, but I didn't expect to have a surprise when I drank water.

With a few iron coins white, Mu Tu smiled happily, filled the water bladder with water, and walked lightly.

From the valley to the mountainside of the second mountain, the road is gentle, and a large number of barren grass and low trees form the favorite habitat of the pheasant mountain hare.

Along waist-deep thatch, Mu Tu came to a sparse woodland, where he had dug a trap and a trap he had buried beside a maple tree.

"Hey, it's in stock!"

Mu Tu approached a trap and found that the hole had collapsed, revealing half of it, and hurriedly ran over.

Picking open the branches and lifting the rotten nets, there was a look of disappointment on his face.

"It's a rotten hedgehog? Gassy! ”

The hedgehog is only five iron coins at the top, like this half-sized guy in the trap, it would be good if the vendor was willing to give two iron coins, of course, the biggest possibility is that people don't accept it, so they can only take it back to make dinner.

Leaving it alone, Mu Tu went to see other traps, but all of them missed.

Then he went to the maple tree to inspect the traps.

"Damn, struggling to run?"

Mu Tu looked at the overturned clip, his face full of gloom.

He crouched down and pinched a piece of gray-brown rabbit fur hanging from the clip, and sighed pity.

"It should be a big rabbit, if it's not for the fear that women digging and picking mushrooms will come here and accidentally hurt them, you can change to that kind of big trap with iron teeth, rabbits and foxes will definitely not be able to run away!"

Breaking the clamp and hanging the safety hook, Mu Tu dragged the thick wooden peg longer than bamboo chopsticks out of the soil with the iron chain, trying to change the place for the trap.

The pheasant walks the ridge, and the rabbit passes by.

On a ridge with sparse turf, Mu Tu dug up the earth, dug a pit the size of a bowl, and tried it with a clamp, just enough to bury it.

Grabbing a stone, he smashed the wooden peg into the soil, buried the chain, covered the clamp with fine soil, then propped up the iron plate with a steel needle, carefully removed the safety hook, and finally sprinkled some floating soil and dead leaves on it, and the clip was buried.

When a pheasant or rabbit steps on the iron plate, the steel needle will bounce off in an instant, and the clip will close.

Leaving here, Mu Tu went to check the other traps, and he arranged a total of twelve, and this was only the first.

But then it seemed to be bad luck, and six in a row missed.

It wasn't until the eighth trap that he saw a large, brightly colored male pheasant as soon as he approached.

Mu Tu took off his prey and found that the pheasant was already cold, his head drooping, and the claw that had been caught was only connected by two thin tendons.

"It's so hanging, I almost broke free from it."

Although the price of the prey will drop when it dies, it is better than a pheasant breaking its claws and running away.

Look, this pheasant can sell for about three silver coins.

After collecting the pheasant, Mu Tu walked to the next clip.

"Hey, it's in stock again?"

His pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

When you arrive, there is as much hope as there is disappointment.

It turned out to be a big mouse, bigger than the cloth shoes he wore on his feet, and he thought it was a rabbit, and he rejoiced in vain.

The last three clips, and another one loaded, was a gray wild pigeon.

Fat is fat, but he has been dead for a long time, his body is stiff, and he can't sell it for money.

Normally, a live pigeon can be sold for five iron coins, and the dead one can be two at most, and the dealer may not accept it.

So this wild pigeon Mu Tu plans to eat it himself, plus the hedgehog, and put together some vegetarian vegetables in the garden, which should be enough for him and Da Hei to stuff their stomachs.

Thinking of eating, Mu Tu's stomach began to grumble.

Quickly rearrange the overturned clamps, fold back the hedgehog, hold up the trap, and go down the mountain with the harvest.

As for Dahei, every time he arrives here, he will be separated from him, become a single dog, wander around the nearby woods, more or less, there is always a harvest.

This is the outermost mountain on the eastern side of Qianqiu Mountain, and there are few fierce beasts such as wolves and bears, so it is relatively safe.

So he is also relieved to let Da Hei go around alone to increase his income.

Maybe in fact, Dahei also knows that it is safe here, so he can leave with confidence, after all, it is it that can single out the wolf, not Mu Tu.

Descending the mountainside, it was back to the valley.

Not far away, a few women were digging herbs, looking very eye-catching, they should be from other villages.

Sitting in the old place where he often meets Dahei, calling a few times, he didn't see the dog, so Mu Tu started his own meal first.

There were his homemade jerky and dough cakes in the back basket, and Mu Tu also specially prepared a head of garlic for himself, and the spring water, although it was a little dry and hard to swallow, but at least it tasted good and could satisfy the stomach.

Halfway through the meal, I heard a "Wang" sound in my ears.

Mu Tu turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was a big black, with a turtledove in his mouth, running happily and squatting in front of him to ask for credit.

"Yes, yes, it's still alive, and it can be sold for three iron coins."

Da Hei shook his head, and his sharp teeth suddenly bit off the neck of his prey.

Mu Tu looked at the turtledove who was about to swallow his breath and his body twitched, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Come on, add dinner tonight." ”

Stuffed the dog with two pieces of jerky, he took the remaining garlic cloves, nibbled on another hard dough cake, and when they had finished their dry food, the sun was already in the middle of their heads.

"Let's go down the mountain and go home."

The basket was filled with blue ice grass, pheasants, rabbits, turtledoves, hedgehogs, pigeons, and two eggs in his coat.

He had just calculated in his heart that if he removed the green ice grass, the pheasant and rabbit would be sold for seven silver coins, and the pigeon and turtledove hedgehog would be able to cook a rather sumptuous dinner, and after removing the two silver coins spent on breakfast, he would make a net profit of five silver coins today.

If the bird's egg in the cloth pocket was really a spirit egg, it would be even more profitable, several gold coins.

The mountain breeze is breezy, and it is easy to walk all the way, and when he meets the hunters in the same village, he will even take the initiative to say hello.

In the evening, at about four o'clock, Mu Tu finally returned to Fang City, and he disposed of the pheasants and rabbits in his hand, and obtained seven silver coins.

Then, expectantly, he took out two eggs and handed them to the vendor.

"Boss Wang, can you help me see if this is a spirit egg?"

The vendor surnamed Wang took a closer look and took out a mirror from his bosom.

When the mirror was placed on the bird's egg, Mu Tu clearly saw a bright light in the mirror, and he shouted excitedly: "Wow, it is really a spirit egg." ”

The vendor put the spirit egg into the storage bag without hurry, and calmly looked at the other egg, and said lightly: "You are mistaken, this is just an ordinary egg." ”

Mu Tu's eyes were stunned, and he chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "I'm talking about the one just now, you put it in the storage bag." ”

The trader surnamed Wang looked down at him, his eyes fierce: "Let go, rabbit cub!" Do you want to slander your uncle? ”