There was a depression in the snow ahead, and the depression was mostly covered by the fallen snow. The uncovered area revealed paper, a clip board, and a sable caught in the clip.
Experienced mountain runners like Zhao Jun and Xing San knew that the sable was male as soon as they saw the claws exposed.
This piece of skin would cost nearly 1,300 yuan when brought to Hebei!
But Zhao Jun and Xing San only glanced at them, passed by, and continued to lead them towards Shitang.
Mountains have rules.
The way a mountain runner handles a large skinned, yellow-leafed animal is different from that of a wild boar or roe deer caught in a noose.
The mountaineer watched the wild boar and the roe deer dig into the trap. He could just cut off a thigh and leave it to others, and then take away the rest.
But when I was running in the mountains, I looked at the yellow leaves or big leaves that were stepping on the clips, but I couldn't move them.
The reason for this is not complicated.
Like Xing San who sets traps in the mountains all year round, and Shi Baofeng who sets traps in the mountains. They all have their own fixed territory. This year, if they don't stop hunting, others can't come and snatch them.
But this is for my colleagues in Xiaowei.
In the mountain field where Xing San sets traps, the trappers cannot come and set traps, but they cannot control the trappers and those who sneak around.
The ones caught in the trap are wild boars and roe deer, which are also prey that can be beaten by dogs or sneaked around.
But the big leather and yellow leaves are different. It didn't say that I took the dog out to hunt yellow leather today, and it didn't say that I beat the big leather by slipping.
Therefore, the rules of the mountain are that if you encounter wild boars and roe deer that are digging into the trap, you can follow them. But if you encounter sables and yellow leaves that are stepping on the trap, you cannot touch even a hair.
Of course, there are those who abide by the rules of the mountain, and there are those who don't.
Zhao Jun and Xing San are both people who abide by the rules of the mountain. Just as Zhao Jun said to Li Ruhai: A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way.
Even though 1,280 yuan was thrown in the snow, Zhao Jun and Xing San had no intention of keeping it as their own and simply passed by.
This mountain farm is Shi Baofeng's territory. According to reliable information provided by Li Ruhai, Shi Baofeng sprained his ankle during a dispute with Tao Ersheng and Tao Sansheng, and he stopped hunting early this winter.
Shi Baofeng's three brothers were all blind due to birth defects, and he did not allow his nephew to enter the mountain running business. By the time he could go up the mountain, it would be early for the first lunar month, and it would not even be the beginning of spring.
As the temperature rises in spring and the earth's atmosphere rises, it is easy for sables to rot in the mountains if they are caught.
Of course, there is also the possibility of being picked up by others.
But this has nothing to do with Zhao Jun and Xing San. It's not that they are indifferent, but according to the elders, unless the other party trusts you 100%, don't send it back.
Because in that case, it is very likely that the result will not be good.
But after Zhao Jun took a few steps, he said to Xing San beside him: "Third uncle, I want to pick up that clip for him."
"That won't work, boy." Xing San frowned when he heard this. He rarely agreed with Zhao Jun's proposal and said, "It's not like wild boars or roe deer, they can't pick off other people's things."
"No, third uncle." Zhao Jun said: "I picked it up after thinking about it and sent it to that... old Xu Pao."
"Huh?"
"You can pull him down." Xing San stopped, holding Zhao Jun with one hand, and swiping around with the other hand, saying: "With such a large mountainous area, he can't say how many clamps he can lift. If you send him one back, he will say he will lose eight.
How to fix it?"
After hearing what Xing San said, Zhao Jun pursed his lips and said nothing.
At this time, Xing San continued: "Boy, it's enough if we don't pick it up from him. When can he go up the mountain, he will pick it up himself, and he will pick it up. If someone else picks it up, it means he doesn't have it."
This wealth."
"Alas." Zhao Jun sighed and said, "Third uncle, I know what you are saying. But what am I thinking about? It is not easy for him to raise four families by himself."
Shi Baofeng raised four families and had to find wives for his son and three nephews. This was a lot of pressure, and it also showed that he was a good person, so Zhao Jun wanted to help him.
Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Xing San fell into a brief silence. The old man clicked his lips, shook his head and said: "This man, I have dealt with him before, he is a good person. But... a big piece of skin is not a small change, you
Don't get yourself into trouble, and don't let me do whatever you want when the time comes."
"Yeah." Zhao Jun thought for a while and said, "Then I'll think about it and think about it."
"Let's go." Xing San grabbed Zhao Jun and said, "Let's get the cage down quickly. Once we're done, we can leave. Don't we have to go hunting roe deer with your uncle and the others?"
Undecided, Zhao Jun ignored the trap in the snow and followed Xing San into the stone pond area.
Zhao Jun stopped and pulled out the wire cages one by one from the sack.
The cage is oblate in shape, and the mouth of the cage is open, but like the mouth of a fishing basket, the big mouth goes in and the small mouth goes out.
Logically speaking, it is possible for a mouse to come out of a small opening. But the entire cage is wrapped with iron wire. The iron wire at the cage mouth is ground and extremely sharp. When the mouse wants to burrow out from the inside, it will be sharp.
The wire got stuck.
Once it pricks and hurts, the mouse can no longer drill hard, and if it drills harder, it will pierce.
Zhao Jun asked Zhang Yuanmin to surround such a cage in order to catch sables.
As soon as the sun came out, the rat in the cage squeaked loudly.
There was a wire handle on the cage, and Zhao Jun lifted up eight cages in a row.
If you look carefully, you will see that all the mice in the cage are injured. Some of them are bleeding, and the fur on the mice's bodies has become frizzy.
"Third uncle, I'm going north." Zhao Jun held four cages in one hand and said to Xing San, "You stay here."
After all, the old man is old, so Zhao Jun will do the work of letting him get out of the cage nearby and walk a long way.
"Okay." Xing San nodded and told Zhao Jun: "You must pay attention to the soles of your feet while walking."
Saying that, Xing San gave one of the two sticks to Zhao Jun.
"Well, third uncle." Zhao Jun responded: "You too, just whistle when something happens."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The two men just divided into two groups. Zhao Jun was holding the sack in one hand and holding a stick in the other to explore the path in front of his feet.
The stone pond belt is full of stones, and the gaps between some stones are so large that if someone steps in, it is easy to break the ankle.
This stone pond area is not small. Zhao Jun walked for more than two miles before finding a stone hole and placing a cage.
Don't look for a stone hole that is too deep. If the cage is too deep, it will be difficult to get out if the cage slips into it.
When he arrived at the cave, Zhao Jun looked inside. He could see the bottom with the light, so he stuffed the cage inside. If he couldn't see the bottom, forget it.
After placing a cage, Zhao Jun took the cage as the center and went in all directions. After walking 180 meters, he set up a trap.
Zhao Jun took every step carefully, going back and forth to the underground cage.
After working for more than an hour, he walked back to meet Xing San.
Before they reached the place where they separated, Zhao Jun saw Xing San searching not far away.
Zhao Jun whistled, and Xing San came to join him. Seeing Xing San holding a stick in one hand and a sack in the other, Zhao Jun asked him, "Third uncle, what are you looking for?"
"Let me see if there is a big bear squatting in the barn." Xing San smiled and said, "I didn't look at the barn door with frost on it."
There might be a brown bear in this stone pond area. But if the bear is squatting in the barn and no one disturbs it, it won't come out.
Especially now that it's past midnight, the bear won't even raise its eyelids unless someone pokes it in the eye.
Zhao Jun and Xing San walked all the way and didn't see any bear footprints on the snow, which proved that there were no bears wandering around here, so there was no need to be on guard when moving in this area.
But trying to find Xiongcangzi in this stone pond belt is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Zhao Jun took the sack from Xing San and walked with Xing San outside Shitang District.
After leaving the Shitang belt, we returned the same way. When we were about to approach the large wallet we found earlier, Zhao Jun suddenly grabbed Xing San.
"Third uncle, what are you hearing?" As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Xing San quickly turned his head to listen.
At this time, the wind blew, and I heard the sound of "squeak, squeak" in the wind.