Chapter 20: Strange and Unusual Requests
With the prey shot by Zhang Zhen, combined with everyone's eagerness to learn, soon each person had their own harvest. Even the shooting skills gradually stabilized. Everyone, including Zhang Zhen, this woman, walked in the mountains as if on flat ground. When encountering prey, before it even showed its head, a gunshot would immediately kill it. Everyone developed good ears and sharp eyes.
Ears, as long as they hear the movement, without seeing anything, they know what it is, whether it's a yellow mouse, a wild rabbit, or an old mouse, whether to hit or not. In the previous period of time, Liu He still had to follow behind and count people, for fear that someone would be mistakenly injured. Later, there was no need to count people anymore. Among these few people, as long as they heard the movement, they knew who came.
Li Shu walked with a firm and powerful gait, while Zhang Zhen's footsteps were light and gentle. The four children walked... This is actually a very normal thing, I don't know if everyone has noticed that as long as it's someone you're familiar with, as soon as they walk by from the outside, you can usually tell who it is just by their gait.
"Master, aren't you being too foolish? Look at how many days have passed and we've barely been able to throw anything into that small pit of yours." "You're not foolish, haven't you seen that we also haven't reached that level?"
It's not easy to train these kids, Liu He still needs to encourage them. "Zhang Zhen, you don't have to follow me up the mountain next time," he said. Zhang Zhen looked at Liu He nervously and asked, "Liu He, are you going to take away my gun? What did I do wrong?" Whether it's a man or a woman, once they've held a gun, they don't want to put it down. It can be said that everyone has this tendency, especially since the gun is the best tool for exerting violence.
"Hey, I didn't say take your gun back, just look at these kids. I'll give you another gun and you can take turns teaching them how to shoot, and also practice." "Oh, we can shoot too!" Before Zhang Zhen could react, the kids had already jumped up excitedly. "But remember, you still need to practice with stones." "Yes, boss, we will definitely practice well."
When Liu He paid attention to the children again, he found that they had made great progress. Because Liu He only gave them one gun, plus Zhang Zhen's two guns, but Zhang Zhen didn't want anyone to touch her guns. So these children only had one gun to practice with. As a result, the children came up with a solution, carving wooden guns from wood and adding weight to them. This was a training rifle. Only when it was their turn to shoot would they use the real gun. The children were very serious, working when they needed to work, and coming out to train during their free time. Even some girls were among them.
While hunting, Liu He had a new idea: rabbits, I only want to eat the ones that are shot in the eyes, if they're not shot in the eyes, I won't eat their meat.
This would make it difficult for the hunters, shooting eyes, this is not simple, it's not just hearing the rabbit's movement, raising the gun and shooting, but rather seeing the rabbit when it runs, only then will they open fire, this way there is a possibility of hitting the rabbit's eyes.
Such a good master, isn't it just to eat rabbits? Hit the eyes, and that's not a problem. Practice well, there are not many other things on this mountain, but these rabbits are not few.
But then they had only eaten a few rabbits that were shot in the eyes, and the landlord changed his mind again. He wanted to eat rabbits that were shot in the front legs, so they continued. You see, these rabbits that weren't shot in the front legs, the landlords were all thin with hunger, while those who went hunting had all gotten fat. How could this be? The rabbits that were shot elsewhere were naturally eaten by them. The landlord said, "If you don't shoot them in the front legs, you will be punished and have to eat rabbit meat." Not eating was not an option. During this period of time, basically every household was eating rabbit meat.
The rabbits on this mountain are in trouble, being chased by people all over the mountain every day. Only when they run can their front legs be shot, and it's true that the rabbits with shot front legs taste good. Just look at the rabbit head, and the rabbit brain, and before killing them, they were all alive.
What's wrong, what's wrong, master? You can't torture people like this. If you want to hit the rabbit's eyes, we'll do it. If you want to hit the rabbit's front legs, that's fine too. But how many days have you been eating live rabbits now? Why are you suddenly asking for pheasants again? You say you want pheasants, but why only eat pheasants with broken wings? This is too much for humans. If you hit the pheasant's wings, naturally, you'll also hit other places.
These people didn't dare to go and ask the master, so they had no choice but to go and ask Zhang Zhen. Now Zhang Zhen has become an advisor to Liu He's cooperative group.
"Alas, how can I put it nicely to you? Isn't hitting the wings a simple matter? Just scare up the pheasant and shoot its wings while it's in flight."
"Then, will the pheasant fly away?" Unexpectedly, someone still bumped into Zhang Zhen's gun muzzle. If you say I don't know that flying pheasants have wings, I can forgive you, but this pheasant with a broken wing can still fly away. Zhang Zhen was thoroughly enraged, "If I break one of your legs, run for me to see."
Zhang Zhen's eyes widened and he shouted loudly. "Ah, no! Mr. Zhang is going to run amok!" The crowd carrying guns dispersed in a hurry.
From then on, in the village, it was spread that Mr. Zhang was a tigress, why call her Mr., because Zhang Zhen still taught some people to recognize characters and arithmetic, when it rained, because they couldn't do anything else, people would gather in one house to learn to recognize characters, and at night, she continued to teach children to recognize characters without interruption. Zhang Zhen was indeed a Mr., and her prestige in the village was even higher than that of Liu He.
Soon, Liu He got tired of eating mountain chicken, what's next? Before Liu He could think of anything.
"Little Liu, we've come to ask for your help. You have a gun, can you help us get rid of those wild boars that are destroying the crops?" It turned out that autumn harvest was approaching again, and Liu He's fields were not on the edge, so they didn't feel much impact yet. However, some fields near the mountains had been affected, and at this time, the wild boars from the mountain began to come down and wreak havoc on the crops.
Just in time, I haven't thought of a way to torture these long workers yet. Liu He patted his thigh and said, "It's it! Eat wild boar meat, this time I want to eat the wild boar meat with broken knee caps." However, this time Liu He didn't ask for that leg to be broken, as long as it was a wild boar with broken knee caps.
However, Liu He thought of a trick. This wild boar is very difficult to kill when shot elsewhere, only when shot in the knee bone will it be finished. This was a great kindness for everyone, as the wild boar's knee bone is easier to hit than the front leg of a wild rabbit or the wing of a wild chicken. From now on, there was nothing more to practice about the shooting skills of the crowd. If they couldn't shoot down an equal number of devils with this level of marksmanship, then it would be hopeless.
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