Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 307: Hunting Wild Boars

Song Chunlin thought for a moment and asked a question: "Can you guarantee the transparency? I think the current transparency is not enough. Stack the glass and see if it is a little foggy compared to the first layer."

The craftsman obediently took the two pieces of glass, wiped them clean with a cloth first, and then put the two pieces of glass together. He found that it was true. The two layers of glass did not look as transparent as one layer.

Looking at the two pieces of glass stacked together, the craftsman himself shook his head.

"No, it's too blurry. If it's a little darker, I won't be able to see the things inside clearly."

The craftsman took his tools and began to figure out how to make the glass thicker and more transparent. Seeing that there was nothing for him to do here, Song Chunlin just patted his butt and left.

The output from the Song family's land is now tax-free, but the 3,000 livestock raised by Song Chunlin are so voracious that the output from these fields is just enough to feed them. If Song Chunlin wants to eat well, he still has to pay for it out of his own pocket. Even if there is enough frozen meat in his space, it can't sustain so many people eating together. Looking at the bear in the space, Song Chunlin thought, how about going hunting?

"Hunting? Who are you going with?" Song Dazhuang was not surprised at his son's sudden idea. He was curious about who Song Chunlin was going hunting with.

Although the crops in the fields have been harvested, they have to rush to plant the next crop without stopping. Every day, Song Dazhuang and his younger brother Song Dahao have to go to the fields to work with a group of young kids in the family. Grandpa Song has said that they are still farmers and should act like farmers. No matter whether the family has hired long-term workers or not, young people like Song Chunsheng still have to take farming as their duty.

So except for Song Chunlin and the two youngest girls, everyone in the family is very busy, and only he has the leisure to go hunting.

Thinking of the taste of venison he had eaten last time, Song Dazhuang smacked his lips and asked Song Chunlin with a nasty smile, "Are you going to hunt deer this time?"

Song Chunlin was puzzled and speechless looking at his frivolous father.

"Dad, I'm going hunting, not buying groceries. Can I be so picky?"

Song Dazhuang was dissatisfied: "With your level, are you sure you can't catch all the prey in a mountain?"

Song Chunlin choked up, as if, indeed, it was not impossible.

"Ahem, I'll go with Dabao, and when I come back I'll just pick up Gu Fengyue, hehe."

Song Dazhuang simply couldn't bear to watch it, and waved his hands to chase them away like chickens.

"Go away, go away. They say that a married man is like spilled water. I see that you are not married yet, but your heart is not at home anymore."

"Hey, then I'll go!" Song Chunlin said as he ran towards the door. Soon he disappeared. Song Dazhuang was so angry that he couldn't help but scold Gu Fengyue a few more times.

Song Chunlin could not hear Song Dazhuang's voice at all. He went straight to Lu Ming and Fu Nian's house and called Dabao out. Dabao was sitting on the steps eating candied haws. When he heard Song Chunlin calling him, he immediately came over happily.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Let's go hunting in the mountains."

"Hunting? Brother, you don't have any meat to eat?"

Song Chunlin immediately drooped his face when he heard this: "Oh, don't mention it. The frozen meat will be eaten by the animals now. Who would have thought that it would be so difficult to feed 3,000 people? We don't have a big family like General Lin, so we can only rely on ourselves."

In fact, it's not just the frozen meat, but also the cattle and sheep that were previously collected from the border, there are only a few left. If Song Chunlin doesn't find a way to get some meat back, he will sooner or later run out of food.

The two of them walked out of the village one after the other. Along the way, they met many familiar villagers. Everyone curiously asked Song Chunlin where he was taking his brother to play. Song Chunlin laughed it off and just said that he was taking Dabao for a walk around the military camp. Everyone knew that Song Chunlin went to the military camp every day, so no one doubted him. They just advised him to walk faster, otherwise it would rain soon.

Song Chunlin looked up at the sky and, sure enough, there was a dark cloud in the distance. It looked like it was going to rain. After thanking the uncles and aunts who reminded him, Song Chunlin pulled Dabao and the two of them quickened their pace, intending to get to an empty mountain road as soon as possible so that he could get the mountain bike out.

The place Song Chunlin chose was in the mountains not far from the military camp. Occasionally, he would bring the three thousand archers here for training. However, the terrain here was relatively complicated, and they only trained at the foot of the mountain and had never gone up the mountain. Song Chunlin's mountain bike could only be ridden to the foot of the mountain. After he put away the mountain bike, he took Dabao up the mountain on foot.

Of course, Song Chunlin was the only one hiking, but Dabao quietly used his spiritual power to move up and down in the complex terrain.

Song Chunlin was so angry when he saw his relaxed look on his face that his teeth were itching.

"Dabao, you're cheating! If you're capable, you can crawl with your feet."

Dabao was having a great time and didn't care about Song Chunlin's anger. He just walked in front and even took the time to make faces at Song Chunlin.

Song Chunlin was so angry, but his feet could not walk as fast as the other party who used spiritual power, so he could only look at Dabao's back and crawl slowly.

Fortunately, they encountered prey not long after they started walking.

"Master, there is a pheasant ahead!"

"Pheasant? Let me see where they are." Song Chunlin released his mental power, and sure enough, not far away, he saw a few leisurely pheasants.

"It's just this little, a little less, but it's better than nothing." Song Chunlin said as he quietly activated his supernatural powers. The mutated vines shuttled underground and then lurked under the pheasant's feet. When Song Chunlin made a gesture to stop, the vines took the opportunity to entangle the pheasant's feet and then hung the chicken high up. The forest was filled with the calls of pheasants.

Afraid that the screams would alarm other animals, Song Chunlin quickly asked the mutant plants to send the pheasants back. There were five chickens in total. Except for two smaller ones, the other three were very big. Song Chunlin took them in his hands and weighed them. A look of joy appeared on his face. Wow, this chicken weighed three or four pounds, which was a very good weight for a pheasant.

He happily threw all the chickens into the space. The pheasants, which were alive and kicking just now, became motionless after entering the space. They were already dead.

The five chickens were just enough to give each of the animals a mouthful of soup. Song Chunlin planned to go a little further up, thinking that it would be great if he could encounter another group of wild boars. The last time, the chefs took several days to eat the wild boars. If he could hunt more this time, he could take out a few to feed his brothers every time he went to the military camp.

Song Chunlin exerted his mental power to the maximum and drew a simple map in his mind, on which were marked some places he liked. These places all had prey, but he did not see any wild boars.

Song Chunlin now feels a little regretful. He should have watched some videos about survival in the wild. At least he should know how to confirm whether there are any wild animals around.

At this moment he was completely in the dark. It is said that the shape of the grass would be slightly different where wild animals have passed by, but Song Chunlin squatted on the ground, looked left and right, but could not see any difference at all.

After squatting on the ground and staring for a long time, Song Chunlin finally gave up and decided not to study it anymore. Instead of spending time on research, he might as well just use his mental power to scan it directly.

So relying on his mental power to cheat, Song Chunlin quickly found the place where several pheasants gathered.

Just like before, Song Chunlin did not approach directly. Instead, he used the mutated vines to pass through the ground, and then did the same thing as before, and caught three more pheasants.

Things went so smoothly that it was unbelievable. Song Chunlin immediately gained confidence. Even if there was no wild boar, killing a few more chickens would probably be enough to feed these animals.

"It's not a bad meal. You are a bunch of big eaters. How can you eat so much?"

In the military camp, several soldiers sneezed at the same time.

It was still early when he went out. After harvesting ten pheasants, Song Chunlin finally felt tired. He was also hungry, so he found a big rock to sit on. He rummaged around in the space and took out a big Northeastern lunch box. The shell of the lunch box was solid, and the whole thing was almost as big as Song Chunlin's face. It felt heavy in his hand. Song Chunlin felt that this thing weighed at least three pounds.

Otherwise, why is it called a Northeastern lunch box? Song Chunlin felt that there was no way he could finish it.

The rice dumplings taste very good and are filled with crispy pork, which is a unique way of eating them invented by Song Chunlin himself.

Dabao rushed out from the side and was stunned with shock when he saw the giant lunch box his owner was eating.

"Master, you have such a big appetite. Can you really finish such a large meal?"

Song Chunlin rolled his eyes from choking. After he finally swallowed the food in his mouth, he told Dabao: "I can't finish it. If I can't finish it, I can put it in the space and eat it tomorrow. Are you hungry? If you are hungry, I'll share some with you."

Speaking of food, Dabao immediately responded loudly: "I'm hungry, I want to eat something wrapped in vegetable leaves too."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll cut half for you."

Song Chunlin cut a super big lunch bag into two with a knife. He gave the big part to Dabao and ate the small one himself.

"Master, don't you eat the big ones?"

Song Chunlin declined the offer: "No, no, this thing is too solid, just one of it will fill me up."

Seeing this, Dabao didn't say anything, but sat obediently on a rock nearby, holding the lunch bag that was almost as big as his head and chewing it silently.

While Dabao was eating his lunch, Song Chunlin closed his eyes and planned to carefully check the mountain to see if there were any herds of wild boars or wild deer.

Fortunately, hard work pays off. When Song Chunlin found the area behind, he finally found a group of wild boars.

"Dabao, don't eat yet. Let's go to that area over there. There is a group of wild boars there."

Upon hearing this, Dabao immediately put the half-eaten lunch bag into a plastic bag and put it into the space, waiting to eat it later.

Song Chunlin and Dabao cut through the thorns and bushes along the way, making a long circle from halfway up the mountain before finally going down to the small valley behind.

"Wow, so many wild boars, I'm rich, hahahaha." If he wasn't afraid of alarming the wild boar bosses, Song Chunlin really wanted to roar to the sky.

This group of wild boars didn't seem as fat and strong as the ones Song Chunlin caught last time, but they all looked greasy and slippery, and obviously had a lot of meat.

Wild boars are much larger than pheasants. This time, Song Chunlin still relied on the old method. He let the mutated vines approach the wild boars and then tied up the wild boars' limbs. As the mutated vines gradually tightened, all the wild boars were put into the space in one fell swoop to preserve them forever.

The herd of wild boars were much larger than the ones he had seen last time, but also much thinner. Song Chunlin suspected that this was because there were more wild animals here, so food was more difficult to find.

As Song Chunlin and Dabao pressed forward step by step, they finally arrived at the place closest to the wild boar. Then Song Chunlin gave birth to a large number of mutant vines. Those vines shuttled back and forth on the ground and underground. Soon, they completely encircled the wild boar's territory. After Song Chunlin saw that the encirclement was closed, he ordered the mutant vines to start closing the net.

At first, he approached cautiously, but Song Chunlin found that this group of wild boars were not as smart as the last time he saw them. When they saw the mutated vines on the ground, they were not curious and even ran after the vines foolishly.

When Song Chunlin saw these silly pigs, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The encirclement was shrinking little by little, and the wild boars inside only realized what was happening. Some of them even wanted to use collisions to try to break free from the encirclement, but pigs were no match for humans, and in the end, they were all hung in the air by Song Chunlin's mutated vines.

Song Chunlin put all the wild boars into the space. With so many wild boars in stock, Song Chunlin suddenly felt that he was a rich man. He could even hum happily while walking on the rugged mountain road.

However, compared with the number of three thousand archers, this little bit of meat was far from enough. Song Chunlin quickly found a wild boar's hideout. He didn't expect that there were so many wild boars hiding on this hill.

Thinking that these wild boars would rush down the mountain to destroy food when there was no food, Song Chunlin decided to catch all the wild boars in one fell swoop. It could be regarded as eliminating harm to the people. As for whether they would become extinct, this was ancient times and there were many wild animals outside. A few of them would not be a big deal. On the contrary, it would be better if they became extinct. At least the villagers living at the foot of the mountain would not have to worry about the wild boars coming down the mountain.

As a result, the wild boars in this mountain suffered a great disaster. Song Chunlin planned a route in the mountain and started to harvest the lives of the wild boars along the way. Wherever he passed, not a single wild boar was left in this mountain.

If it wasn't for the fact that it was getting late, Song Chunlin would have wanted to rush to the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, he really didn't have time, so he could only go down the mountain with the space full of wild boars.

He chose a route that was closest to the military camp and soon arrived at the camp. When he walked to the foot of the mountain, he did not forget to get out two wild boars, put them on a simple stretcher and dragged them away.

The soldier guarding the gate soon saw Song Chunlin's figure, and when he looked closely, he saw two more big wild boars.