Chapter 2: Are You Teaching Me to Do Things?
"Old monk, you are responsible for collecting firewood in the vicinity."
Considering the old monk's age, He Qiu just asked him to do the easy work of collecting firewood.
As for the tiring work of hunting and killing, it is better to let the other two do it.
"Amitabha."
The old monk Daoyan nodded, then folded his hands and recited the scriptures silently in his mouth.
"As for you..."
He Qiu held his chin with his right hand, looked at Zheng He, and said, "Be responsible for squeezing the cow." ”
Zheng He's face turned red: "In the next... Under it will not. ”
"Just drink, right?"
He Qiu glanced at him, and said helplessly: "I'll teach you later." ”
The embarrassment on Zheng He's face finally eased a lot, and he asked curiously, "Then what does my prince do?" ”
He Qiu said: "Of course, you went hunting with me." ”
Zheng He didn't think about it, and immediately shook his head and refused: "Let the prince go hunting?" No, absolutely not. ”
Zhu Di is his master, and his status is noble, not to mention, hunting is dangerous.
In addition, there are many tigers, leopards and jackals in the jungle.
and there is no personal escort, in case there is a mistake, the consequences are unimaginable.
"You're teaching me to do things?"
He Qiucai didn't bother to guess Zheng He's thoughts, raised his eyebrows and said: "This is my territory, what you have eaten and drunk in the past few days is mine!" Please figure out the order of honor and inferiority! ”
Zheng He pursed his lips and wanted to refute, but the words reached his throat and finally swallowed back.
He Qiu's words made him unable to refute.
After all, it was thanks to He Qiu to take him in.
Otherwise, he, the prince, and the old monk would have been taken away and eaten by the jackals, tigers and leopards in the jungle.
"Zheng He, stop talking back, just do things according to Mr. He's arrangement."
Zhu Di knew that Zheng He's protector was anxious.
But how can a person not bow his head under the eaves?
Although there is no personal escort to escort them, it is indeed dangerous for two people to hunt in the jungle.
But in his early years, he also followed his father-in-law Xu Da to fight in all directions.
At least he still has the guts.
Seeing that the master had spoken, Zheng He naturally closed his mouth with interest.
"Let's go!"
He Qiu picked up the shotgun beside him, brought dozens of rounds of ammunition, and then handed over the homemade wooden bow and arrow and quiver to Zhu Di.
Before leaving, He Qiu also taught Zheng He to squeeze the cow.
It wasn't until the other party could get started that he took Zhu Di to the depths of the jungle.
In the primeval jungle.
He Qiu and Zhu Di walked one after the other, walking very slowly and very cautiously.
You have to worry that a wild beast will suddenly come out of a dark corner.
Also worry about whether there is a mud swamp under your feet.
After all, it is a primeval jungle, there is no sunlight for many years, the geology is soft, and the ground is still full of dead leaves.
Over time, dead leaves accumulate and rot, making it easy to form a mire.
If you don't pay attention, you will fall into it until you are completely swallowed up by the mire.
"Sir, where did you get this firecracker?"
Walking behind He Qiu, Zhu Di became interested in the shotgun in He Qiu's hand.
He had seen He Qiu use a shotgun.
It's powerful.
It is more than a hundred times more powerful than Daming's firecracker.
"Firebolt?"
He Qiu subconsciously frowned, and couldn't help laughing: "It's been played, the shotgun is the shotgun, what is it called." ”
"Shotguns?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhu Di's eyes, and he quickly changed his words: "Does that gentleman know how to make a lie gun?" ”
"Of course."
He Qiu nodded.
As a veteran outdoor adventure enthusiast, He Qiu not only loves adventure, but also loves guns.
For this reason, he also deliberately went to take the gun license.
"Really?"
"What are you lying to?"
He Qiu replied angrily.
"If Mr. knows how to make a spear, wait for the king's guards to come with him, and the king wants to ask Mr. to come out of the mountain and help me Ming."
Zhu Di solemnly invited.
Mountain?
Escort in person?
He Qiu rolled his eyes helplessly.
If it weren't for a few days of getting along, he gradually got used to the other party's style of speaking, he really wouldn't be used to it.
"What do you think, sir?"
Seeing that He Qiu didn't answer, Zhu Di asked again.
If He Qiu is used by the Ming Dynasty and the fire gun is improved, then the Tatars in the north and the Uliangha will no longer be a threat to the Ming Dynasty.
"We'll talk about it then."
He Qiu didn't take it seriously at all.
Escort in person?
Please, he's waiting for help.
As soon as the rescue arrived, everyone went back to their homes and looked for their mothers.
While the two were talking.
There was a rustling sound in my ears.
He Qiu and Zhu Di suddenly stopped talking, and the two looked towards the source of the sound almost at the same time.
The next second.
A large, green-eyed boar emerged from the darkness and appeared in front of them.