Build a farm from the mountains

Chapter 139 Sable
The little yellow dog ran back and went to Deng Liuzi again. It bit the bear and pulled it down. How could it pull it? The three dogs went up together.

The bear swayed from being pulled, Deng Liuzi screamed in pain, Zhang Laosan hurriedly stood up and drove the dog away, he couldn't move his left hand, so he used his right hand to pull it enduring the pain.

Seeing Deng Liuzi's face turning purple from the pain, Zhang Laosan ran eastward for more than a mile, and when he got out of the forest, he saw militiamen driving slowly on the mountain road 300 meters away.

Zhang Laosan waved his hands and shouted: "Hurry up! I'll die in a while!"

Before they wanted to beat the leopards, the militiamen stayed where they were and waited too long before looking west.

Hearing the roar of the bear and stopping to wait again, the four of them wondered why they beat the bear again?I couldn't figure it out and didn't go to bother, and waited for the bear to stop barking before driving close.

Seeing Zhang Laosan jumping in a hurry in front of him, Deng Laosan left the bullock cart and ran forward, and the other three knew that something had happened.

Leaving the car behind, he ran to the dirt bag to see that Deng Liuzi's face was blue, and the four hurriedly pushed the bear over.

Deng Liuzi came up in one breath, his ribs heaved, he didn't know whether it was pain or lack of oxygen, and he closed his eyes and didn't move.

Deng Laosan was startled, squatted down, probed his nose and inhaled, and then checked him for his injuries.

He stood up and sighed: "Send it to the hospital."

The injury is not serious, but the bone is broken, so I will definitely not be able to hunt. There are only two bears, one big and one small, on the ground. It is hard to say whether to win or lose.

The militiaman went back to drive the car, and several people discussed it, and asked Deng Laosan and the militiaman to drive south to the village hospital.

After discussing it, Deng Laosan opened the bear first. He wanted to determine what kind of gallbladder it was, but it turned out to be two straw gallbladders, one of which was too small.

Gao Ming just kept it, the nephew's current ability should be a sure win, these two bear galls may not belong to Deng Liuzi, and the prey caught by the loser must be donated to the school and Deng Laosan can't take it away.

If Deng Liuzi wins, he will return it. With so many people watching, Zhang Laosan is not afraid of his errand.

Several people loaded people into the car and then separated. Zhang Laosan sat in the car with a sad expression on his face. He couldn't shoot anymore. His right arm was injured and he had to go to the hospital.

My dog ​​is gone, a bear gall, one big and one small, is enough to beat Wu Hao, and he can still hunt for several days without traveling. He and Deng Liuzi's savings for three or four years are about to disappear.

Deng Laowu didn't think so. He saw that Wu Hao had searched for another Tiancangzi, and there was nothing in the three warehouses he searched today.

Taunted: "Oh! Even if you are unlucky, you can't stop it!"

Wu Weiguo ignored Deng Laowu, and said that he was indeed prosperous when he entered the mountain. His son said that he was lucky to be able to get the copper gallbladder. He admitted that it had something to do with luck.

Some people can't meet a few prey when they enter the mountain, some people are directly taken away by tigers, and some people can pick up leopards.

In the past few days, he saw a lot of footprints on the road, but he didn't see many animals. The warehouse he was looking for today was still empty, and he wondered if the little calf had gotten into something.

It's quite coquettish!

Another two days later, Wu Hao got a little angry when he saw the hills in the distance, and the six or seven warehouses were all empty.

It takes a long time to go south to find a warehouse. Whether we can win this time depends on the hills ahead.

He stopped the car and waited for Deng Laowu to come over and said, "I'm going up the mountain, so you don't have to follow after the car is here."

"Okay!" Deng Lao Wu nodded in agreement. After walking more than 200 miles, no one would come here and squat for a few days to help him hunt.

Old Wu's family can't do this, and he can't bother them up the mountain to catch sables. It's been a lot of trouble these days.

Just take a break.

This kid straightened his back, he might run up the mountain for nothing, and Deng Lao Wu cheerfully camped in place to eat.

Wu Weiguo cooked a meal for his son, and when he finished eating, he rarely comforted him: "Your father is young, and I can support you even if the bear bile is gone."

"Wait for me to raise you, Deng Liuzi will struggle to win me." Wu Hao was also rarely angry with his father. He carried a large canvas bag on his back and took the two tree branches his father handed over. He put on his snowshoes and walked alone. Watch the hills up close.

Today, he was mainly playing tricks, and left the big and the two hairs, fearing that they would scare the sables by leaving footprints running around on the mountain.

The two hills in front are not high, but stretching out for more than ten miles, both hills have a gentle slope.

The gentle slope of the mountain on the right is like a ski resort, but it is much steeper than the ski resort, and the slope has a lot of ups and downs.

He has the kind of skis that he uses on his stomach. There are no snowboards on the slopes here. He can only climb up with snowshoes and then come down step by step.

He first observed whether there were sable footprints at the foot of the mountain near the slope.

Sables are also called red sables, black sables, and the locals call them big leaves.

Sables like to live in deep mountains and dense forests, and are good at climbing rocks and trees. They often live under rock crevices in the forest, and occasionally live in tree holes.

Sables usually live sedentarily, but due to the abundance of food and climate change, they will also wander and migrate, sometimes living in simple temporary nests.

When food is scarce in winter, they migrate to low mountain areas and return to high altitude areas when the weather turns warmer.

Sables are very cautious and their main predators are leopards, lynxes, yellow-throated martens and birds of prey.

Wu Hao wanted to make sure if there were sables on this mountain. After all, several years had passed, and the sables might have been eaten by birds of prey.

If there is a sable, it is also necessary to observe the footprints to see if it is on the mountain, otherwise it will be a waste of time to climb.

The rabbit followed the same path, and the sable followed the same path. Wu Hao found that he could only stand one meter away and bend over to watch the footprints.

The sable is very vigilant, and will run away when it finds the footprints of other animals. Even if its footprints are broken, it will never go this way again.

Moreover, she is very timid, and will not get pregnant for two or three years after being too frightened.

After observing the footprints, Wu Hao confirmed that there are sables on this mountain. The footprints going up are newer than the ones coming down, and they probably went back at noon yesterday.

This kind of hill that extends far must be clipped.

The range is too large, and the yellow-throated mink will struggle to find the sable, and after too much physical exertion, they will stop working.

There are also two short hills to the north, where the yellow-throated marten comes into play.

Wu Hao went back to the slope at the foot of the mountain and used a tree branch as a walking stick. He pushed down hard, and the 1.5-meter-long walking stick was only a dozen centimeters left.

The snow at the foot of the mountain is at least two meters thick, and most of the snow is blown hard by the wind. It is easiest to dig the snow house here.

Wu Hao grew up playing slippery from a young age, his body balance is good, and his physical strength is not a problem.

But he still struggled to walk up the slope. He could only use his front toes to step up a step. The snow would sink and his feet would slide down a little.

Catching sables is much harder than beating a blind bear.

The terrain on the mountainside is much gentler, and the sable will not be on the top of the mountain, so Wu Hao began to search around.

When he saw a few rows of small footprints between the gravel and trees, he squatted down and observed carefully. The footprints were indeed all sables.

In a very narrow area, overlapping back and forth repeatedly, it seems that the sable has walked back and forth many times on this road.

Normally, when catching sables, there are those that have a cover, those that have a clamp, and those that block the hole and smoke. The sables are small in size.

The entrance of the cave is very narrow, and there are stone caves on the mountain. There are stable dwellings for sables, and yellow-throated ferrets cannot get in because they are too big.

Those small mountains are mostly temporary shelters for sables to hunt and encounter natural enemies, and those holes are big.

The footprints here were left yesterday, Wu Hao squatted down, knelt down on one knee, and began to shovel the snow [-] centimeters away from those footprints.

Plane [-] centimeters deep, then reach down and dig out where the sable left its footprints.

He moves very slowly, if the footprints are broken, then there is no need to use the trap, the sable turns around and runs away when the footprints are broken.

He dug out a small space ten centimeters square, and he gently pulled it up, until there was about three centimeters of snow left before he stopped.

The snow in the northeast is often blown by the wind, and the top layer will freeze hard, and the thickest part can support people.

The frozen snow at the sable's footprint was less than one centimeter thick, and he had removed so much that it would collapse if he stepped on it.

But when the snow fell, the clips underneath were turned over immediately, and the sable's legs hadn't fallen yet.

He took out the clip from his backpack. This clip was remodeled by the old man. It won't turn over under the weight of one or two weights of snow, and the sable falls with great force when it steps on the air.

The clip will definitely be stepped on, and the bottom of the clip is fixed on the wooden board. The bottom of the wooden board is padded with snow, and the distance from the snow above is only about one and a half centimeters.

You can also put things on top of the clip. If the paper shell is too thick, the sable may jump up when stepping on it. If the paper is too thin, it may not be able to hold the snow.

No one knows how hard the sable stomps on it. When it runs over, it uses a lot of force to step on it, but it doesn't matter when it comes over.

The clips are just a backup equipment, he mainly relies on the yellow-throated marten to catch the sable.

Wu Hao slowly sealed the opening of the space with snow, hiding the clip.

Then clean up the traces left, and leave five or six meters away before turning around to look for sable footprints in the distance, and then descending the mountain after setting down two clips.

It is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down the mountain. You need to walk down sideways, and when you are almost at the foot of the mountain, sit down and play slippery.

There are only two traps under a mountain, and they will be picked up in a few days. The cunning rabbit has three holes, and the sable is more cunning than the rabbit.

It is possible to not walk a road for several days. The range of the mountain is too large, and it is impossible to trap all the places with footprints.

There are four traps under the two mountains. Whether you can catch the sable depends entirely on luck.

Wu Hao came down from the second mountain and went straight back to rest. In the morning, he led Da Mao Er Mao to a low hill with an area of ​​less than 2000 meters in the distance.

The snow slopes here are steep and there are many exposed rocks. He walked around the hill and found three footprints of sables going up and down the hill.

When the footprint reaches the bottom of the mountain, it turns a corner and walks close to the root of the mountain and enters the forest. The sable walks through the small ditch between the mountain and the snow.

The latest footprint was going up the mountain. Wu Hao cut off two tree sticks and stuck them on both sides of the small ditch, then tied the net bag.

The opening of the net pocket is only 25 cm in size. He tried it with a big hair, and the opening of the net pocket will tighten after the big hair rushes in.

Wu Hao finished setting up two net pockets, stood on the footprints where no net pockets were set up, went to the mountain and pointed: "Look for it!"

The slope is 45 degrees, and it is difficult for him to go up, but it is not difficult for Da Mao Er Mao to pick snow and grab the rock wall.

The two of them started jumping when they smelled the smell of sables at the foot of the mountain. Now they heard the order to climb up happily.

They followed a row of footprints, searched around the gentle place above the mountainside, jumped over a few rocks and saw sables looking for food in the snow.

When the sable catches the mountain mouse under the snow, it will listen to the sound to distinguish the location of the mountain mouse.

When it was not hunting, when it heard the sound of snow sliding down, it thought it was a predator and ran away immediately.

When the two minks were close to 50 meters, the sable turned around and saw it, its small eyes were full of fear.

When the natural enemy came, it turned around and ran away. It still took the old road and picked the narrowest stone crack to pass through. It didn't dare to go to the temporary residence.

Those caves are too big, afraid of being blocked and killed, it wants to go down the mountain and go back to the small cave to hide, but the stone gap is too small.

The yellow-throated marten couldn't get past it, they jumped the stones to chase them, they jumped several meters, and almost caught up, the sable also went downhill.

The downhill is too steep and no animal dares to jump. The sable is light in weight, and it goes downhill faster than the yellow-throated marten. It runs down the familiar old road.

When the sable is frightened, it sometimes makes an "ah" sound, sometimes it barks like a dog, and it usually purrs like a cat.

As the terrain gradually leveled off at the foot of the hill, two yellow-throated marten caught up again. It was so frightened that it "barked" and did not slow down when turning.

It got into the net pocket with one end, and the impact force bent the wooden stick. Even if the net mouth was not tightened, it did not dare to move back.

Terrified, he struggled desperately forward in the net bag, tripped himself with his legs inserted into the net, kept rolling and kicking his legs, and screamed anxiously.

Da Mao turned around and jumped on it. It bit its throat and picked it up. Er Mao bit the back of its neck. Sable kicked its legs and howled mournfully.

Wu Hao hurried over when he heard that, minks are different from dogs, what are they called cold-blooded killers, yellow-throated mink hunts and dies.

No matter how hard you train, the training is imminent and people won't serve you anymore. Wu Hao was afraid that the sable would be bitten by the big hair and the second hair, so he put four traps just in case.

Biting the neck is still a trivial matter, and if it is damaged elsewhere, it will not sell for a high price. If he goes late, he may eat it in his stomach.

Fortunately, the distance was not far away, and when he ran over, Sable was already dying, and he reached out to grab the big hair and the second hair, but the two guys didn't let go.

It also makes a food-protecting sound like a dog. The dog cannot be fed too much, otherwise it will not work, and the mink also did not eat anything this morning.

Going up and running around again, the food was determined not to let go, Wu Hao took out the warm bear meat from his arms, and the two let go of the sable.

This is not happy, the two guys stood up after eating the bear meat, turned their backs and tilted their heads to look at the sky, instinctively protecting the food, and did not give up the prey's genes, unless they encountered natural enemies that they couldn't afford.

Wu Hao took out the meat, fed it, and combed it. This thing had to be coaxed, otherwise he might run away if he didn't work.

When the two of them were no longer angry and jumped onto his shoulders, he picked up the sable, which weighed about a catty and was a female.

The male sable weighs one and a half to two catties, while the female is half a catty lighter, much smaller in size, and has different hair.

The price difference between male and female leather is nearly one-third.

This sable has four small holes in the front and back of the neck, and the price has to be reduced.

Even so, Wu Hao still had a joyful expression on his face. After running for several days, he finally got a harvest. The sable fur was hard to put down.

It is also known as the "gold" in the hand.

Because sables give birth to cubs, they can sell their skins when they die of old age. Today's sable skins can earn foreign exchange for the country, and can even be used as gold for storage.

Sable fur is one of the three top furs in the world, and it is also the veritable "soft gold" in fur.

It's warmer when it's windy, it's not wet when it's water, it disappears when you touch the snow, and you don't have to blink if it gets stuck in your eyes.

Wu Hao wants to raise sables. Although the sables in the northeast are known as the three treasures, they are not top-notch fur.

The Barguzin Nature Reserve in Lao Maozi is on the northeastern shore of Lake Baikal, where the sables are the top.

After a few years, the sable fur there was used for auction, even if it was raised in captivity, it was worth a lot of money.

The most famous ones are farmer color, golden yellow, and baby's breath.

Golden yellow is the most expensive now, it used to be a tribute to the "tsar" royal family, now Lao Maozi's sables are much more expensive than his family's sables.

There are quite a lot of sables in the Waixing’an Mountains, but there are very few really high-quality sables. Those sables like cold regions and don’t come to the south. Most of them are on the side of Lake Baikal, which is a bit too far away.

When he really wants to raise them, if he can't catch them in the Outer Xing'an Mountains, he can only ask the old driver for help. Even if the old man takes sables as his treasure, it shouldn't be difficult for the old driver to get two sables for one general.

(End of this chapter)