A really good hound is in the mountains, and it is easy not to bark.

Yang Zhen knows this very well.

It was also for this reason that as soon as he heard the cry of the black tiger, Yang Zhen knew that he must have found something, and hurried over in three or two steps.

Seeing Yang Zhen coming, the black tiger shook his head, as if he was asking for credit.

On the side of the black tiger is a path that spreads out of the mountains.

The path cut through the low bushes, and it was clear that it was not a human path, but an animal path.

Judging from the semi-circular footprints along the path, Yang Zhen could easily tell that this beast road was nothing else, but the path of wild boars usually descending the mountain.

And judging from the traces, many of the footprints and traces of arches are still very fresh.

Obviously, this beast road is not some deserted beast road, and there have been wild boars and the like passing by recently.

There is a great possibility of hitting wild boars on this kind of road.

"Sure enough, it's a good dog!"

"Next time, when you hit a wild boar, my brother will let you eat a good meal!"

Rubbing the head of the black tiger, Yang Zhen did not stay too long again, but followed the beast path where the wild boar descended the mountain.

Regardless of the boar or any wild thing, the descent generally has a clear purpose, either to find food or water......

Other than that, it is generally not easy to descend the mountain.

And where there is food and drink, there are almost always more wild things.

The purpose of Yang Zhen's tracking is to find a place for wild boars to eat and drink down the mountain, and see if they can find more prey.

After shuttling in the old forest for more than ten or twenty minutes, a black pond formed by the low depression of the river appeared in front of Yang Zhen.

On the mudflats along the river, you can see all kinds of wild animals.

Wild boars, rabbits, and all kinds of birds, are simply dense.

Even in a certain corner, Yang Zhen found several traces left by the activities of the roe deer.

There are many species of roe deer throughout the country.

For example, the roe deer in the Great Northern Wilderness, the muntjac in the Sichuan-Shaanxi region, etc., can almost all belong to the roe deer.

But the roe deer on this side of Taiyi Mountain is a little special.

Because the roe deer on this side of Taixuan Mountain is a fragrant roe deer, and the male deer has musk on its body.

Although musk in this era is far less rare than in later years.

But because of the economic difficulties of the past few decades, all kinds of large-scale hunting and eating meat.

The incense deer that used to be seen everywhere is now pitiful, and the price of musk is naturally rising.

As far as Yang Zhen knows, in just over a year since he joined the queue, the price of musk purchased by the county's medicinal material purchasing station has risen from 151 to 200 yuan a pair.

And the price is still set at the minimum standard of two cents.

As long as the weight of the sachet exceeds two dollars, the price will be increased according to the weight!

If it is more than three dollars, then the purchase price will at least double!

Thinking of his year-round work in Hongxing Village, the money converted from the scraping of rations is only two or three yuan, and the workers in the factory are tired and tired, and they are only more than 30 a month......

Thinking that if he can hit the head roe deer, he will have a good mouth next, not to mention, in case he can get musk.

A pair of musk can at least top the workers for more than half a year......

Yang Zhen didn't care about the original plan to go back after checking the terrain, and then slowly plot when everything was ready, so he directly lurked around the black water pond, planning to try his luck.

Seeing Yang Zhen lurking, the psychic black tiger didn't need to greet him at all, and just lay down beside Yang Zhen, without breathing.

It's just a pair of ears that stand tall and are always alert to the situation around them.

Yang Zhen's luck was really not good.

I waited for more than an hour, until it was dark, and there were no roe deer around the black pond, but I didn't even see the shadow of a sparrow.

As the sky darkened, Yang Zhen found that his eyesight also decreased sharply.

Knowing this situation, it is because of the formation of chicken blindness due to long-term malnutrition.

Yang Zhen didn't dare to slack off at all, and wanted to go back to the logging site when he got up.

After all, if you have chicken blindness, when it gets dark, you really look like a blind man.

He didn't have a flashlight, he didn't have a torch ready, and the surrounding terrain was unfamiliar.

One foot in the air, that's no joke.

But just when Yang Zhen was about to get up, the black tiger suddenly stared in one direction, and his mouth began to let out a very low whining sound!

As soon as he saw the appearance of the black tiger, Yang Zhen immediately knew that there was a situation, and he was busy pressing his body and looking over.

In the distance, a hare jumped out of the woods.

While looking left and right vigilantly, he leaned towards the black pond.

Estimating the distance of the hare from him, it felt like it should be within the range of the shotgun.

But because of the influence of chicken blindness, Yang Zhen is not sure at all now.

However, the hare was unusually alert, and it was impossible to give him a chance to get closer.

And once the water is drunk, the hare will definitely slip away at the first time......

It is also because of this that knowing that the current situation is like an arrow, Yang Zhen doesn't care if he is sure, and after raising his shotgun and aiming slightly, he raises his hand to shoot.

Bite......

Rumble!

In the midst of the unique gunfire caused by the shotgun's unique way of ignition, the hare jumped up into thin air, turned and ran.

The speed was so fast that Yang Zhen almost couldn't judge whether he hit or not, let alone chase.

Fortunately, as soon as he heard the gunshot, the black tiger suddenly ran out with a bang, just like the sprinter who heard the starting gun.

If it's in an open area, even if it doesn't hit.

With the black tiger's well-trained, Yang Zhen felt that the hare might not be able to escape the black tiger's pursuit in the end.

But in this thorny old forest, that's not necessarily the case.

Because of this, Yang Zhen could only wait while secretly begging all over the gods and Buddhas, saying that he hadn't seen meat for more than half a year, but he had to hit it.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I don't know when I will have the opportunity to open meat.

Just as the time passed minute by minute, it was already ten minutes in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhendu felt that there was no hope, and he was ready to call the black tiger back and stop chasing him.

While the trees were shaking, the black tiger came back panting with a huge hare in his mouth and put it at Yang Zhen's feet.

Then Yang Zhen knew the reason why the black tiger had been gone for so long.

But although his shot hit the hare, it only hit one iron sand, which was not fatal at all.

If it weren't for the black tiger's relentless pursuit, it would be difficult to make this hare meat meal tonight.

"Good dog, good dog, brother will treat you well later!"

rubbed the dog's head vigorously as a reward, and Yang Zhen picked up the hare.

The ordinary hare is only three or four catties, and the hare in his hand, Yang Zhen felt the weight, and he was afraid that it was five or six catties.

Even if you remove the hair and internal organs, I am afraid that there will still be more than three catties!

"It's a hare that has raised autumn fat!"

"This weight!"

Yang Zhen, who was carrying the hare, was happy in his heart, and he rushed back to see how he should eat......

Is it better to stew or braised it?

Is it better to eat half at once or to eat half and leave half, and the water will flow for a long time?

For a while, Yang Zhen was almost a little difficult.