Reborn in 80: Starting with hunting in the mountains to get rich

Chapter 402 Appreciating the Falcon



Chapter 402 Appreciating the Falcon

Startled, the sable darted into the ground sheep's burrow and ran wildly. The sable's predatory scent instilled fear in the ground sheep, and the flock, which had been huddled together, was driven frantically, causing the burrow to scatter in an uproar.

Li Ju'an stared at the rapidly rising mound of earth on the ground and shouted, "See that? A male ram!"

Male and female rams can be distinguished by how they dig in the soil. Male rams will dig in a straight line, while female rams will dig in a winding, meandering manner.

A strange phenomenon occurred on the surface of the soil: a straight mound of soil rose up, followed by several winding mounds of soil that quickly rose up behind the straight mound.

Chen Xiangqian exclaimed, "My goodness, this ram knows how to enjoy life! He has a whole bunch of wives and concubines!"

Song Desheng laughed and said, "Not necessarily. Maybe it's just a bunch of lambs that have grown up but haven't separated yet."

"That won't do. They're so old and still not separated from their parents. They're just sponging off their parents, and even they're disgusted by them."

As Chen Xiangqian shouted, he thought of himself, his face flushing red. He cautiously glanced at the expressions of the people around him. Only after realizing no one seemed to care about his emotions did he feel relieved and continue watching. He looked up at the falcon soaring overhead and shouted, "It's coming down! It's coming down!"

Falcons have incredibly sharp eyes, and when hunters feed them, they usually only feed them until they are about 3% full, just enough to keep them from getting hungry but not so full. Even when rewarding a falcon for catching prey, it is only fed until it is about 5% full, ensuring that the falcon still has the energy and ambition to continue hunting more prey.

Li Ju'an's two eagles in the air were the first to swoop down.

The golden eagles and the falcons of Yingtun flew even higher, the strong winds swooping down from the sky tearing through the air, and the force of their flight made the villagers on the ground tremble.

Seven enormous black shadows descended from the sky. The largest Falcon had a wingspan of 1.8 meters, while the smallest had a wingspan of 1.2 meters. Under the sunlight and shadows, the nearly two-meter-long shadows descended like a mountain pressing down, carrying the domineering power of the sky.

Captain Wang of Xiaoling Village stared wide-eyed and exclaimed in surprise.

Aunt Zhao and Sister-in-law Qian put down what they were doing and stared intently at the falcon in the sky.

"My goodness, this is huge!"

"The eagle looks so majestic, but can an eagle catch a goat?"

"The ground sheep are fast too. There are only a few eagles, but how many ground sheep can they catch?"

Inside the ground sheep's burrow, the sable, startled, darted left and right rapidly. Normally, the ground sheep didn't root around very fast, but now, startled, they rooted frantically, causing mounds of earth to rise up as if they were free, appearing in visible piles.

Even the youngest son standing next to Sister-in-law Qian pointed and shouted, "Mom, a rat! A huge rat!"

The first bull ram to poke its head out of the ground was the first to do so. Ground rams have deteriorated eyesight and are used to living in the dark, but a strong sense of crisis made the bull ram instinctively start digging deeper into the ground as soon as it poked its head out.

With its short, strong forepaws, the ram quickly dug its way through the soil, creating a new burrow in just a few seconds.

The surrounding villagers shouted, "Quick, get the shovels!"

"Shovel, bring me my shovel!"

Old Zhao had suffered from the mutton for a long time. Whenever the topic of the mutton came up, his eyes would turn red with anger, and the veins on his forehead would throb. He wished he could skin the mutton, string it up, and roast it over a fire to vent his anger.

He had worked hard on his large cornfield for a month or so, only to have it all destroyed by wild boars. How could he not be furious?

Old Zhao grabbed a shovel from the corner of the wall, aimed it at the mound of earth on the ground, and swung it high, intending to smash it down.

Suddenly, a rousing eagle cry rang out in the sky. The falcon's strong and powerful wings tore through the air, creating a gust of wind, and it made a fierce descent towards the mound of earth.

hold head high--!

The eagle's sharp talons clamped down on the ground sheep, and with a sudden burst of powerful wings, it lifted its entire body, quickly carrying the sheep away.

The change happened incredibly fast. Before Old Zhao could even bring his shovel down, the mound in front of him was reduced to an empty hole. The mound lay still and silent; there was no trace of the ground goat. He looked up sharply again and saw a low-flying eagle snatch the ground goat, raise its entire body, and fly high into the air, carrying the goat away from the ground towards Li Ju'an.

Old Zhao's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and exclaimed, "My dear great-grandmother, you're fucking awesome!"

The villagers, each wielding a shovel, excitedly began digging into the mound of earth. In the past, when the villagers caught wild boars, besides using rat poison and traps, they mostly relied on this kind of luck. If they were lucky, they would encounter a mound of earth that rose up, and as long as they dug quickly with their shovels, they could scoop up the entire wild boar.

But besides luck, speed is also crucial; you have to be quick-witted and nimble-fingered. Aunt Qian was slow, so she could only watch helplessly as the goat slipped away from the mound of earth and dug itself deeper into the soil. She was so angry that she sighed repeatedly and blamed her husband for his bad behavior.

"You rascal, you were so close! If you had been a little faster, you would have gotten it right."

"You're slow and you're blaming me. You know how fast I am."

"You rascal, you're slow at everything except that one thing."

Aunt Qian rolled her eyes, turned away with a look of disgust, and left, leaving her husband stunned.

Old Qian noticed that the villagers around him were staring at him and laughing, and then he realized what was going on and cursed, "What are you saying! Who's fast! I'm slow, I'm the slowest."

One falcon after another swooped down from the sky.

The sable was still frantically trying to escape from its burrow, while the number of ground sheep emerging from the ground was increasing. Ravines rose rapidly, providing the falcon with a large number of targets.

The four falcons of Eagle Village are very experienced in hunting from the air to the ground. With their strong and powerful wings, the 1.8-meter-long wingspan casts a thick black shadow from the sky, covering the cornfield.

Zhao Pao's golden eagle was the first to let out a spirited cry, followed closely by three kestrels and four falcons that swooped down quickly, each with its own talons, aiming at the four ground sheep and swooping down with lightning speed.

With a whoosh, before the ground sheep could even bleat, they were snatched up by a falcon and lifted high into the air. In the blink of an eye, before the villagers could even blink, five ground sheep were gone, now lifted 30 meters into the air.

The villagers stared in disbelief, mouths agape, and exclaimed excitedly, "This efficiency is much faster than digging one shovel at a time!"

Zhao Pao whistled and called down the falcon.

Four falcons quickly flew back to the falconer, picked up the ground sheep with their hard beaks, and perched on the falconer's leather armbands, standing firmly and carefully.

Zhao Pao grabbed the fat sheep by the neck, cut it open to bleed it, quickly peeled off the skin, rubbed the bloody skin on the dirt, tossed it aside, and used a flat-bladed cleaver to butcher the sheep meat, taking out the internal organs, setting the gall bladder aside, and handing the heart, lungs, and offal, which smelled fishy, ​​to the falcon's beak.

The male golden eagle blinked its sharp eyes, pecked at the food in the water with its beak, and swallowed the entrails with its head tilted back.


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