Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth chapters traces of wild boar
Tricholoma matsutake is hard to come by, not to mention that he has never seen it before, but he just heard that he cherishes it. Yang Mingzhi doesn't expect to find it, as long as he can collect ordinary mushrooms.
Yang Mingzhi also has some common sense about which mushrooms are edible and which ones are poisonous.
Through what my wife holds in her hand, I get a standard.
The more gorgeous the mushroom, the more nonsense it is and you should stay away from it, and this white mushroom from Belarus looks like King Oyster Mushroom!
In the subsequent collection process, only the king oyster mushrooms that look like chicken drumsticks or the chubby Agaricus bisporus with large canopies were collected.
When it comes to picking mushrooms, Yang Mingzhi simply "has only eaten pork and never seen pigs run away." Since he has eaten too much, it is absolutely impossible to pick the wrong mushrooms.
The order had been issued. After Abram and his men set up the camp, individual soldiers took their horses to eat grass. After doing this, the soldiers also carried baskets and began a large-scale search.
Throughout the morning, Yang Mingzhi followed his wife. Is there anything more interesting than watching these two girls pick mushrooms? Logically, both of them should put on skirts, just like those Western rural areas in various oil paintings.
Girl, time seems to have gone back hundreds of years.
Today, the girls are wearing military uniforms. Although they are wearing headscarves, it still feels very inconsistent, but their slender figures are all on display. As a man, Yang Mingzhi can't stop looking at their buttocks.
He glanced there and even ignored the harvest in the basket stretched diagonally.
But Yang Mingzhi didn't just enjoy it. The mushrooms grew like crazy after the rain. It was only the two of them who collected them, so the efficiency was too slow.
After wiping his sweat and sitting on a fallen tree trunk, Yang Mingzhi subconsciously took off the kettle and took a sip.
Yang Tao deceived him and shouted: "Brother! Stop being lazy and continue working quickly."
"It's better to take a rest! Aren't you two tired? At least my legs are sore from squatting for a long time!"
"You have to endure the tiredness. If you don't hurry up and pick the mushrooms, they won't taste good when they get old!" After that, Carambola continued her work regardless of her husband.
Her basket is almost full, and a big pot of these stews is enough for many people. Mushrooms are something that makes you hungry quickly if you eat a lot. It is better than nothing. Currently, with nearly 40,000 mouths, food shortages are still a problem for the time being.
Existence. Carambola understands her husband's work. In order to get food, he must source money. Being frugal will only weaken his own strength.
Natasha also knows this truth. As a Belarusian, she is even more aware of the urgency of picking mushrooms.
After all, spring is here, and mushrooms are not only a good food for preserved fruits, but they can also be used to cook a traditional Belarusian home-cooked dish - mushroom soup.
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After smoking another cigarette, Yang Mingzhi felt much more comfortable.
After jumping off the tree trunk and looking around the entire forest, Yang Mingzhi noticed that no one was slacking off among the figures swaying among the dense tree trunks. Yevlov, Abram, etc., were all squatting or squatting.
Half kneeling. Some were picking, and some simply used daggers as shovels to dig. "Could it be that, Yevlov, you can really dig truffles?"
Yang Mingzhi continued to pick up the basket and walked towards the girls who had stopped.
They looked a little strange. They were picking mushrooms. Their hands didn't move much. They just squatted together and hunched their backs. Instead, they seemed to have discovered something in the soil?!
"Hey! What did you find? There may be some precious mushrooms growing under the pine tree that Yevlov followed me just now."
This sudden question did not interrupt the two girls' thinking. Yang Mingzhi simply squatted down, caressed their backs, and saw them pointing at a patch of mud.
This was originally a caressing touch, but it made Natasha react greatly. She suddenly stood up, rolled to the side, and half-kneeled to pull out the dagger.
Yang Mingzhi was shocked. The girl's eyes were full of ferociousness, and she was holding the dagger tightly as if she was about to duel with someone.
As for his wife, she didn't have any overreaction. She continued to squat and shouted: "Brother! You appeared too suddenly! You must not know what we discovered."
"What? What did you find?" Yang Mingzhi waved his hand to Natasha, who had recovered her composure: "My dear, there is nothing wrong with being vigilant at all times. But you really scared me. Am I a terrible monster?"
Natasha knew that she had really made a mistake. The blade of this dagger could not be pointed at one of her own, let alone a commander whom she regarded as second-most like her own father.
She walked over in a hurry and explained awkwardly: "Sir! Of course you are not a monster. We are afraid that something else will appear now! Something very scary!"
"The scary thing? Could it be the Germans? Have you found traces of the enemy here? Could it be that the enemy's special forces have infiltrated?"
There was definitely no reason for the Brandenburg troops to go to the Pripet swamp to play with the guerrillas in the mud. Yang Mingzhi just said it casually. Now the girls are all looking at the mud pit next to the red pine, and take a closer look at the existence here.
There were signs of turning over, and it didn't look like someone had turned it over.
Natasha remained vigilant and said: "Sir, based on my experience as a hunter, the only thing that can make such marks is a wild boar!"
"Yes!" Carambola agreed, "Wild boars like to dig into the mud! Originally, they would eat anything, but now that mushrooms are growing like crazy, the wild boars must not be left alone."
Wild boar? The kind of wild boar with tusks and a huge body that likes to run rampant and has a bad temper! Their favorite thing is to eat cabbage! Now there is no cabbage, but there are a lot of mushrooms. They really eat everything, and they will actively hunt when they are hungry, even
It's human!
Looking at Natasha's nervous look, could she be worried about running into a wild boar?
The two girls sang together. They both have a lot of hunting experience. Whether it is far away China or Belarus in Eastern Europe, wild boars are widely distributed and extremely aggressive.
"It is difficult for ordinary flintlocks to kill large wild boars, but the Mosin Nagant is fully capable. Even so, it takes a few more shots." Natasha explained: "When I was a child, I killed and destroyed potatoes with my father.
The wild boar in the sky. My father told me that meeting a wild boar is not like meeting a fat piece of meat that can run away on its own. This meat is very dangerous. If you don’t shoot it quickly, when the beast gets close, the hunter will die. So in
Faced with a wild boar, we have to hit it in the head."
Star Tao listened to these words and immediately fell into memories. "Natasha, you are right. My father told me the same way, but we were using backward flintlocks at the time. The bullets were meaningless when hitting the wild boar.
It can only be destroyed by hitting the pig's head."
The two girls actually exchanged hunting experiences here. Otherwise, they would be like sisters when they get together. They have too many things in common.
Yang Mingzhi followed their words and said, "Since you have found traces of wild boars, is it possible that there are wild boars in this area?"
"That's right! This trace is still very new! I think we can find the prey if we search carefully!" Natasha said eagerly: "Sir, I think we need to hunt wild boars! I even think that we What we have discovered is just the tip of the iceberg, there may be a herd of wild boars hidden in the nearby forest!"
When Yang Mingzhi heard this, he immediately jumped up with excitement: "Of course we have to hunt, there are so few opportunities to eat fresh meat! Compared with hunting birds and eating roasted bird meat, it is better to hold the pig legs and gnaw to the fullest!"