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Chapter 153 Prey Price List

"This kind of variety is really complete! Eileen, look at it, what do you like to fight? Don't worry, brother, I will ask you to fight. Brother Hong, I am not a poor man now." Hong Tao looked at the form in his hand. Not only did it have

Prices for more than ten kinds of game, as well as the price for applying for an "International Hunting License" and "Game License".

"Okay, this is what you said. Don't go back on it. I want to shoot a bison and hang its head in my living room." Erin took a look at the price list and stretched her finger to the end.

The most expensive item.

"Holy shit, how come all the people I know are tomboys! Not only are they cruel, but they are not merciless at all when they try to trick me." Hong Tao stretched his head and looked at the price list. Damn, it's 500 Canadian dollars a head. Except for brown bears,

It's the most expensive outside.

"Hahaha, Tao, you don't have to worry about your wallet. You can't hunt bison this season." After hearing the conversation between Irene and Hong Tao, Old Gale interjected, which temporarily made Hong Tao's little heart feel better.

"Then I choose caribou. There is no cow head, and a deer head would be good." Erin really has the consciousness to eat steamed buns for free, but the price of this reindeer is not too distressing for Hong Tao, 198 Canadian dollars.

"This shouldn't be difficult, but you can't take it back to the United States if you beat it. This thing can't pass the customs." Old Gale seemed to have discouraged Irene and lost her interest. He said another sentence, which made Irene slap her mouth.

Pouty.

"Then I'm free to take it back with you. I'll hunt whatever you want. It's up to you to choose." Irene put the price list back into Hong Tao's hand, and her interest in hunting was obviously not that high.

"Then I am at a loss. If I shot a bear, wouldn't the bear skin be cheaper for you?" Hong Tao was also a little depressed. After hunting for a long time, he couldn't bring the trophy back to the country. It was not in vain. Just the photos made it famous.

Even if you are a cow, your waist is not hard!

"I can't help you with this, but you can ask Zhou. She might have a way to bring it back for you, but don't say it was me who said it. This is illegal." Old Gale helped Hong Tao come up with a bad idea.

"Come on, I'd better not harm anyone. Let's do this. I'll hunt whatever prey I see on this list, one of each kind, wolf, lynx, wild bobcat, wolverine, and this bird.

It’s okay to pay as much as you want, right?” Hong Tao took the price list and carefully calculated the price before giving his final answer.

In this price list, in addition to the five small animals that each cost tens of Canadian dollars and can be hunted freely, the most expensive brown bear is a full 1,000 Canadian dollars, the jaguar is 400 Canadian dollars, the giant horned ibex and the North American bison.

They are all priced at CAD 500. Other items such as black bear, reindeer, fallow deer, moose, and wild goat are also priced at over CAD 200. You really can’t afford to buy them casually, and you still have to consider your wallet.

"Let's not talk about the money issue. You can encounter two of these things you mentioned. Even if you are lucky, whether you can spend your money depends on God." Old Gale finished his attack on Eileen and then continued his attack.

Hong Tao.

"Hey, God, he probably won't look after me. Apart from scolding him, I haven't said a good word to him." When Hong Tao heard this, what's wrong? He has money but he can't spend it!

"You are not allowed to speak ill of God, otherwise you will never be able to catch a bird! Oh... you dare to hit me..." Old Gale heard that Hong Tao was disrespectful to God, but he didn't show any sign at all. Little girl Irene

The film wanted to show off to God, but it turned out that Hong Tao hit his forehead like a brain adze. It was so painful that he almost burst into tears. He didn't care whether Old Gale was there or not, and started fighting with Hong Tao in the back seat.

"Come on, Hong Tao! Tease her weakness. She often uses her identity as a sister to discipline me at school. Please help me teach her a lesson!" Old Gale smiled and looked at the two young people playing in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

, and then turned on the car radio and made a live broadcast of this mixed male and female wrestling match. Within a few minutes, the cheering sound of Katie's heartless silly girl came from the radio, but the one being cheered was not

Her biological sister is an outsider named Hong Tao.

"Just wait. After returning to school, if you return to the dormitory after 10 o'clock, I will call your mother and tell your mother that you and Jim smoked marijuana!" Hong Tao pushed him into the back seat and bullied him.

Irene was so angry that her sister betrayed her, and she turned red in the face. She yelled at the intercom on the bridge, but what she got in exchange was not Katie's begging for mercy, but the special bad laugh of the fat uncle Pavey.

The 200-kilometer journey was completed in a short time while talking and laughing. If it were not for the fact that both vehicles were dragging a snowmobile behind them and snowflakes were falling in the sky, the speed would have been even faster. On the highway in this season, it would have been even faster.

You are lucky if you see a car traveling with you. If you can catch the traffic jam, you must hurry up and buy a prize ticket. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

After getting off the highway, there was a small town called Huntsville. Once here, Hong Tao really felt what a fairy tale-like scenery was. Under the cover of white snow, a dark blue river divided the town into two, and the roof of each building

They are all white, and their own colors are occasionally exposed. Against the backdrop of the big trees wrapped in furry snowflakes, it not only breaks the snow's attempt to dominate the country, but also adds more visual elements.

Drop point.

Everyone’s lunch was held in this beautiful town. I don’t know if there were any ladies here. Pawei, a vulgar old man, actually talked about culture and art. Watching him introduce this town incessantly.

History, Hong Tao suddenly discovered that this fat old man had something in his belly.

According to Pavey, this town with only over 10,000 people has a relatively long history in Canada. It was a settlement of the British in the 19th century, but what makes it most famous is not the Northern Railway, nor is it here.

The post office was built a long time ago, but it is the legendary Canadian artist Tom Thompson and the Algonquin Provincial Park. As for who this Tom is, Hong Tao has never heard of it at all. He only knows the name of the stupid cat in Tom and Jerry.

Tom.

After having a typical British lunch: greasy fish fillets and half-foot-long French fries, everyone continued to drive. At this time, the snowflakes in the sky were getting bigger and bigger. Hong Tao was very worried about whether the heavy snow would affect

During this hunting trip, Old Gale said that the bigger the snow, the better. Heavy snow will bury food on the ground, forcing animals to run farther to find food, or even run out of the woods, so that they may encounter more food.

of prey.

I feel sleepy after lunch. This is a problem Hong Tao brought back from his previous life. In addition, there are only three eternal things outside the car window, snowflakes, woods and lakes. No matter how beautiful and tempting they are, I always look at one thing for several hours.

Things can also be annoying.

What I have to say is that there are so many lakes here, too many to count. You can see the water surface at any time outside the car window, some are big, some are small, and endless.

"God is really unfair. It would be great to be able to take one tenth away and go to China!" Hong Tao quickly gave up the idea. Even if all were taken away, let alone one tenth, there would be no corresponding laws.

And management, I'm afraid it won't last five years, and these waters will turn into stagnant water.

While thinking about how to bring all the Canadian lakes to China, which would benefit the country and the people, his eyelids were a little twitching. Hong Tao tried to stare in the back seat for a while, but the hard seats obviously didn't help.

sleeping

function, so he glanced at Irene's thighs and the bulging breasts under the sweatshirt, then resolutely lay on her lap, buried his face in her belly, and let Irene hit him on the back and pull his ears.

, he won’t get up even if he’s beaten to death.

Slowly, Irene stopped tossing with him, and just lay down. By the way, she put her hand from Hong Tao's neck collar to his back. She found an automatic thermostat, but was it cold in the car?

Private hunting ground, as the name suggests, the land here is privately owned or used. The word hunting ground in Hong Tao's mind should be a forest or grassland, a larger area, surrounded by barbed wire, with some animals inside, and everyone hunts here, but

The actual situation was completely different from what he thought.

Hong Tao pondered the word "bearlodge" for a long time but couldn't figure it out. The main reason is that lodge means cabin or tent. Bear's cabin? Bear tent? This word is a bit awkward! Not only Hong Tao can't understand it, but also Irene.

Americans don’t quite know what this means either.

ps: It is scheduled to be released on March 1st. I hope everyone will give the author more support!


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