However, all creatures on the earth are slowly adapting to the environment and slowly adjusting their own strengths and weaknesses. To put it bluntly, they are evolving. Facing these humans with shotguns, elephants also chose to evolve. Miraculously, these giant animals
Elephants don't know how they know that the length of their tusks is the key to survival, so the tusks of African elephants grow smaller with each generation.
The Dutch urinary research topic involves elephants, so he has very convincing data. According to him, 30 years ago, African male elephants had grown to more than 40 pounds when they were about 30 years old, but now such large tusks
There are fewer and fewer elephants. Some male elephants even grow to 60 years old and still have a pair of small tusks.
"Then in a few hundred years, will elephants evolve away from their ivory?" After listening to Holland's explanation, Hong Tao not only admired the magic of nature, but also thought of a more specific question.
"This should not be the case. Ivory is not only a decoration for elephants, but also a tool and a symbol of their identity. It should not be without it, right?" Dutch Urinary also has no definite answer to this question.
The early morning hunting time was spent helplessly waiting, chatting, taking pictures, and blowing away flies and mosquitoes. When the sun hung high in the sky, the riverside was completely clean, except for a few crocodiles that appeared in the river from time to time.
Apart from this, no other animals come to visit this place.
In order to calm down the anger in his heart, Hong Tao took Holland's advice and aimed at the crocodile closest to the shore. He shot between the eyes. The crocodile was not killed on the spot, but died in pain in the water.
It rolled and turned the shallow water into a ball of yellow water soup. It took a few minutes to completely die.
Originally, Boss Liu and Boss Fat also planned to use the crocodile to relieve their anger, but Hong Tao shot him out. All the crocodiles that could be seen in the river scurried away and retracted their heads into the water. In addition, this crocodile was so tossed that the surface of the water was
There was not even a crocodile in sight. The fat boss was so angry that he remembered what happened last night. When Hong Tao wasn't paying attention, he threw him onto the sand by the river and sat on Hong Tao's back.
"Uncle Fatty... I'm convinced... I'm convinced. Oops, my waist is almost broken. Uncle Liu, help me!" Hong Tao is better because of his flexibility. But once he is suppressed by the fat boss, he will try any trick he can.
He couldn't come out, his mouth was almost pressed into the sand, and he could only beg for mercy from Boss Liu.
"Now beg for mercy! Why did you torture the two of us during the photo shoot yesterday? It seems that I can't do it without teaching you a lesson. Let's do this. I won't beat you or scold you. After you return to the camp, you can cook by yourself.
Is it okay to cook some dishes for your fat uncle and me?" Otherwise, the older he gets, the worse he gets. Boss Liu not only did not intercede with Hong Tao, but also put forward a condition.
In fact, the most irritating thing was not Boss Liu, but Wei Han. Not only did he not lend a helping hand to Hong Tao, but he carried his camera and took pictures of Hong Tao's unfortunate behavior, euphemistically calling it accumulating material.
"Do it, you have to do it even if you don't say it. As long as there are materials in the camp, do it immediately!" Hong Tao is now the meat on the chopping board and has to agree to whatever he says. The fat boss's more than two hundred kilograms are really not empty.
The dead crocodile was waded into the water by a black employee and a rope was tied to the crocodile body. Then the off-road vehicle was driven over and the rope was hung on the vehicle, and the 3-meter-long crocodile was easily pulled away.
Come up. Neither the Fat Boss nor Boss Liu are interested in making a specimen of this ugly guy, and Hong Tao doesn’t intend to put such a thing in the fishing tackle shop. So it was dismembered by the black employees, leaving it to be used as a specimen.
The eaten meat was taken back and eaten on kebabs, and the rest was thrown by the river.
The whole morning was in vain. Apart from bringing back some crocodile meat, we didn't catch anything. Everyone was in a low mood. After returning to the camp, we originally planned to let Hong Tao show off his skills and prepare a table of Chinese food for everyone to try.
, but this camp is too small, and there are not many ingredients prepared to cook Chinese food.
The ingredients of the dish were even fewer. So Hong Tao escaped this forced labor, but he could not escape the death penalty. After returning to Simba's camp, he still had to make this Chinese meal, even if the Fat Boss and Boss Liu forgot about it.
The hunting guides couldn’t forget it either. They wanted to taste authentic Chinese food.
After lunch, everyone took a short rest in the camp, and then returned to the small river at around 4 o'clock to continue the ambush. As the saying goes, good luck never comes singly, and misfortunes never come singly. The hunting in the evening was not as good as in the morning. I don't know why.
Not because of the gunfire last night and in the morning, the number of animals coming to the river to drink water was significantly reduced, and large animals such as lions and elephants disappeared. In the end, everyone didn't catch anything and ended the day empty-handed.
of hunting.
Since there were no more prey at this hunting spot, several hunting guides decided not to wait here anymore. In addition, the leopard carcass needed to be disposed of in time, so the hunting operation for the next day was cancelled. Everyone agreed that for the time being
Return to Simba Camp first. As for whether to choose another hunting spot to continue hunting, or directly change to a protected area, we can discuss it carefully after returning to Simba Camp.
Not having to hunt means not having to get up early. Hunting in Africa and hunting in Canada are really not a sport. No matter how desolate a hunting ground in Canada, there are always roads around it, and the climate there is not very uncomfortable.
The cold can be overcome by wearing more clothes.
However, there are very few roads in the prairie of East Africa. Sitting on an off-road vehicle all day long on the uneven ground is a huge drain on your physical strength. In addition, in some places, you have to track prey on foot. For Hong Tao,
For people like them who live in cities all year round, it is not easy to persevere.
In addition, there are dangers everywhere here. Wild animals can be avoided by relying on the experience of hunting guides and magic cards, but those mosquitoes are everywhere and there is nothing you can do. Although there are insect repellants that can be applied, they are not 100% safe.
The guarantee worked, so much so that Hong Tao and the others had already put on hunting clothes with long clothes and long trousers, so everyone's body, hands, and faces were visited by mosquitoes.
The fat boss was the worst. When he was squatting in the simple toilet in the camp, he was bitten on his white buttocks by something unknown. As a result, he became swollen into a bump bigger than his hand. Fortunately, it was not poisonous. Just wipe it on
With some medicine, the swelling will subside in a few days, but it still hurts so much that the fat boss even walks with a limp.
Therefore, Hong Tao and others all agreed with the suggestion of temporarily suspending hunting activities and taking a day off. Although hunting is very exciting, especially when they see their prey fall to the ground after being shot, they feel as if they are the masters of heaven and earth.
But compared with Xiao Ming'er, the latter is more important.
After a long day of running around, Hong Tao and his team finally returned to Simba's camp in the afternoon. Not only did the hard-working Hong Tao not get any time to rest, he also had to prepare a sumptuous Chinese dinner, so he had to dive in again.
The kitchen.
When he first arrived at this camp, Hong Tao once entered the kitchen, but he only glanced briefly. The main purpose was to confirm whether the place was clean and hygienic. He didn't look much at other places. Now he has to cook by himself.
It was only then that he discovered that he was saved!
There was no stove at all in the kitchen in this camp, let alone a gas stove. The stove used by the two black chefs to cook for dozens of people in the camp was actually a pile of charcoal! Only then did Hong Tao understand why everyone
The meal consists of various skewers and barbecue dishes, and it turns out that the main reason is here.
"Uncle Fatty, Uncle Liu, we are not brothers but I am cheating and playing tricks. There is no stove here, only charcoal, and you can't cook. If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look." Hong Tao came out of the kitchen, he couldn't close his mouth with joy, and walked away.
He ran back to the big thatched house, picked up the food that the fat boss had just cooked, sat on the wooden chair and sucked it.
"Hey! Are there any vegetables?" The fat boss's hand was delayed for half a second, and his tea cup went into Hong Tao's hand. He asked through gritted teeth.
"There are some dishes, how about I make you a big pot of vegetables?" Hong Tao was very proud. If this person is a good character, God will help him!
"Do you have any white noodles?" The fat boss showed a sinister smile on his face.
