Build a farm from the mountains

In the early morning, white mist rose from the mountains and forests. Wu Weiguo drove out to continue buying piglets. Professor Xu and the others headed south to the construction site.

Wu Hao walked from the back room to the door of the restaurant and looked at seven or eight little kids, the oldest was over three years old, and the youngest two were just about to be weaned.

There shouldn't be so many children needing care, there are people like Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu in the village.

Don't look at people who are old, they can still work, and they can't stay at home. It's no problem to go to the construction site to pick and cut vegetables.

They heard that someone was watching the children, so they all ran to work.

Except for old husbands and wives, it would be nice for them to take care of themselves, and now there are basically no idlers in the village.

The young daughters-in-law in the village felt more at ease with middle-aged women looking after their children, and brought the children over after breakfast in the morning.

The second daughter-in-law was quite happy, looking at the little girl who had just learned to walk, she didn't feel worried at all, these children really don't behave well.

Xiaodoubao moved his back against the wall bit by bit, stuck his head out to the door and peeked through the gap between the elder brother and the door frame.

Seeing these little brats, he immediately retracted his head, using too much force so that the two braids on his head kept shaking.

He raised his little hand and patted his belly, muttering, "I seem to have eaten it all."

You have to eat all the delicious food at home every day to go out to play happily.

Then he poked his head to look at the group of children, squeezed away from the elder brother and ran out.

The little milk baby who had just been able to talk was attracted by her, and she pointed and shouted: "Auntie! Auntie!"

This child doesn't understand anything, and will call her aunt when she is taken by her grandma, and she won't say a word. No one knows why she added the word aunt.

Just as Xiaodoubao ran out of the door, she almost got stuck on a stagger, and turned around to see the little kid pointing at her.

Startled, she jumped up and said, "I'm not your aunt."

Then he squeezed his legs with his little hands and ran away.

Like a calf, she rushes forward, especially afraid that the younger children will fool her with money, so now she goes out to find those little long-term workers to play with.

Some animals ran out behind her, the silly roe deer followed her, and the rest of the animals turned the corner and went to graze.

The little milk boy pointed at the door and called again: "Aunt and grandma."

Made Wu Hao laugh, this child is a girl, much more cheerful than the little girl in the third sister-in-law's family, and may be a little pepper in the future.

All men hope to marry a young, beautiful, obedient and sensible wife and mother.

But as parents and brothers, they don't want the girls in the family to be too honest and easy to be bullied.

The little kid called him aunt again, walked over and squeezed that little face before going out, carried bundles of bamboo poles in the shed and threw them back into the car.

The longest bamboo pole is 15 meters long, the shortest is more than four meters long, and several iron hooks are prepared to tie together.

When you enter the woods, you can tie the iron hook to the bamboo pole to hook down the bird's nest. The number of Xiao Feijiu at home is too small, so you need to catch more.

Now some chicks are just born, they can be put into cages after taking them home for a few days, and they can be released in the greenhouse to catch insects in winter.

You can also tie a horse's tail to a bamboo pole and tie a loose buckle in front, and you can also put some honest birds on it.

It is too strenuous to catch like this. Another point is that Heifeng's tail has been cut. More than 2000 workers work, most of whom grew up in mountainous areas.

It was a rainy holiday, and these people also went to catch birds in the nearby woods. They would come to his house to borrow traps, and cut the horse's tail in half.

It is not good not to lend these things, but it would be good to return half of them after borrowing them, including bamboo poles, which are also good things now.

If it’s not worth much, then don’t want it. Others can’t buy iron guys. There is really no shortage of them in his store. You can buy several baskets of clips for a thousand wealth.

Workers who have been working here for five months should be sent off.

Brother Wu Mengling came to the side of the truck and said, "I brought a few more grenades."

"That's better." Wu Hao nodded. Now that the leaves are dense, prepare more grenades for safety, and drive the dogs and horses into the car.

I buckled the pony carriage upside down on the rear compartment, and took a few more earthen baskets. This time I was going to hunt in the wetland, and used the earthen baskets to hold bird nests.

The brothers threw other things and luggage into the car, and stayed overnight if they didn't meet prey. They all sat in the back compartment because the back was cool.

This time I did not bring the golden eagle and Da Mao, the forest is not suitable for the golden eagle to fly, and I am afraid that Da Mao will pat down the bird's nest and make trouble.

Wu Meng chose to sit in the co-pilot and waited for the truck to go west from the south of the village, envious noises were heard from the construction site.

"Look at people's lives. Driving around in a truck is like hunting."

Someone answered: "It's too extravagant. If I had a truck, I would be reluctant to pull some messy things."

Someone sighed: "Oh! The old Wu family still doesn't care about this little money. You can rest assured of your salary. It can be seen that they are really not short of money."

The chickens, ducks, geese, and wild boar food that the old boss brings back every day is not a small amount of money. I heard that people settle the bill every time.

Definitely not a poor family.

They can only look at the truck with envy. Similarly, people are deadly compared to others, it depends on who they compare with.

The truck crossed the second small river and was not far away. Wu Meng pointed to a mountain road and said, "It's wide enough to go to the southwest. It's easiest to drive this road."

Wu Hao shook his head and vetoed, "It's only twenty or thirty miles away from the place where we carry the ginseng. It's easy to be discovered. We need to open a road from the west to the south to the fruit forest, and then connect with the mountain road to the village."

If you want to transport the fruit, you have to walk the mountain road, and the grassland can't help but be overwhelmed.

Wu Meng thought for a while and asked, "We've built the rut bridge, what should we do if someone comes from the village?"

Wu Hao smiled and said, "I'll take care of it."

"It's good if no one comes here." Wu Meng was worried that someone would carry the ginseng, so he thought for a while and said, "There should be dormant ginseng there. There are too few Daxing'an Mountains. Let's drive to Changbai Mountain to carry it to the big club."

"It's hard!" Wu Hao smiled wryly.

In the 80s, it was very difficult to carry a big stick in Changbai Mountain and Xiaoxing'an Mountains. Nowadays, there are basically no big ginseng.

The royal family and officials of the Qing Dynasty almost always ate it. From Nurhachi to the end of Kangxi, ginseng was scarce at that time, and the price increased every year.

By the time of Lafayette, one or two ginseng could exchange rations for 100 people for a year.

Every year, 2 people go to Changbai Mountain and Xiaoxing'an Mountains to carry ginseng for more than 300 years!What is this concept?
In the mountain province and Henan in 42, millions of people entered the Guandong every year. How hungry are these people?
They went into the mountains to hunt and carry clubs for decades.

Nowadays, 50-80-year-old ginseng is worthless, but if you can carry [-]-[-]-year-old ginseng, you really have to kowtow to thank the "God of the Mountain."

In the next 30 years, those pearls of century-old ginseng will be unearthed, and the people who carried them can not be described as God's favor.

The century-old ginseng is worth 1000 million yuan in future generations, so when you go home, you should light the ancestral grave and let it smoke.

It's really not an exaggeration, no matter how many people visit their ancestral graves, they won't be able to earn the 1000 million yuan.

In a few months, he will not only look for the ginseng here, but also go to the place Hai Dafu said, he was too busy last year and forgot about it.

If you promise to share with others, you have to do it.

We drove to a stop five miles away from the wetland, and we could drive another ten miles south into the woods. The truck was too loud and could easily scare away animals.

Get out of the car and put Heifeng on the pony cart, load it with things, and the seven brothers lead the dog into the woods and go south.

This time, there is no specific goal, and we will fight when we encounter groups of animals.

Xiao Zong walked in front, raising his ears to the right and to the left. Even if he was far away from the wetland, there were many birds chirping in the woods.

Its ears are out of order, its nostrils are slightly open to sniff the air and it sneezes, the woods are full of all kinds of smells and floral fragrances, and its nose is also out of order.

Just like his father, he had to lower his head and smell the ground to identify the smell, and he couldn't find the target when he encountered footprints left for a long time.

Nine dogs fanned through the woods and through the bushes so that those who followed were safe.

"It's much hotter than outside." After walking six or seven miles, Wu Hao wiped off his sweat and began to complain. There was shade in the forest but there was no wind.

The sun is not high now, and the woods are hotter than the meadows.

Just as he was about to let his brother take a break, Big Brown in front lowered his head and called out "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

It ran more than ten meters to the west and more than ten meters to the east before stopping and looking southeast.

In winter, it can directly determine the direction of the target.

The brothers walked over together, Wu Gang whispered: "Fuck! There are so many!"

Wu Meng wondered: "There shouldn't be so many people with cubs."

Wu Hao explained: "Some people see that others make a lot of money, so they will go to the mountains even in this season, and they don't go far."

"Shoot in the east and scare the wild boars here."

After finishing speaking, I looked down at the wild boar footprints on the ground, not in a row but in one piece, four old sows led more than 30 piglets past here.

Now that the piglet is only about a month old, these little things can always run away, and people can't catch them in the woods.

Dogs were also hard to catch, they were so small that they could only stare as they fled from under bushes and tree hairs.

The pigs came from the wetland, probably to drink water, and they just left here, maybe in the woods to the east.

Let Da Brown take the lead in chasing them, and they walked slowly into the woods, afraid of stepping on the cracks in the ground, and after more than ten minutes, they came to the edge of a pine forest.

Big Brown crouched under the tree fur in front of him and peeked, and the other dogs followed suit.

Wu Hao tied Heifeng 200 meters behind the dogs before walking over and lying next to his brothers to observe.

The pine forest in front is not dense, there are a few shrubs and ditches, and they will be found when they step out of the tree hairs.

Hunting in summer is also an advantage. There is a lot of noise in the woods, and they are only 60 to [-] meters away from the wild boar herd without being spotted.

Counting roughly through the gaps between the trees, there are at least seven old sows and nearly fifty young pigs.

The largest old sow may weigh 200 catties, and the smallest one weighs more than [-] catties. They should all come from afar and gather together to find food when they are hungry.

Wu Meng muttered softly: "These little pigs are in vain, it's a pity we can't catch them."

Wu Hao stroked his chin trying to trick him, but he couldn't remember the specific terrain nearby, so he pulled the dog and led the brothers back a hundred meters.

Invite Wu Gang to circle north together, let Big Brown and White Spot Rhubarb lead the way, and wander to the northeast of the wild boar.

There is a way to see the ditch and pond in front of it. It is snow in winter and water in summer. It is about 1.5 meters deep.

It is three meters wide and at least a kilometer long from north to south. The northernmost side of the ditch pond is a slope. When it rains, water will flow in from here.

The remaining three sides are similar to those of the moat. The distance from the water surface to the shore is half a meter high. Big pigs can fall in and come out from the north.

It is difficult for the little pig to climb out of the slope and it will take some time.

It is natural for pigs to swim. Even if they do not swim far, they will not drown for a while, especially for piglets that are light in weight and can swim faster.

"Let's go." Wu Hao whispered and walked back, joined his brothers, and asked them to lead the dog to the north.

He and Wu Gang went to the south, and the remaining three were waiting to shoot under the tree hair on the west side, that is, surround three and release one.

There are no cannon eggs in the pig herd, so the old sow will not be easily shot, so I asked my brothers to choose to lie down on the soil slope to avoid being pushed by the pigs.

Wu Mengneng took the nine dogs away, circled around to the north of the pig herd and approached quietly, more than 100 meters away from the pig herd.

There was a small bush in front of them. The two of them got down and crawled forward, and the dog also gently landed on the edge of the bush to lie down.

There was a small slope in front of it, less than one meter high, and it was almost impossible for wild boars to rush up.

The place Wu Hao chose is similar to Wu Meng, except that there are no bushes in front of him, and there are few shelters here, even if he uses the woods as cover.

The two of them could only get close to about 150 meters, and they climbed slowly for more than 20 meters before coming over.

(End of this chapter)