Claude was in a very good mood today, as refreshing as eating ice cream.
In the past five days, the pheasants and rabbits he sold to Pied in the old tavern gave each of their four friends a sum of about one silver taler and three riaso, which is almost the monthly income of a commoner.
Erikson also forgot about his unfinished small fishing boat and followed them into the mountains and forests every day, looking for bushes and grass nests to set traps.
As Bockal said, this money is almost free. I just use vines to weave a few nooses, and wait to pick up rabbits and pheasants the next day. There is no need to use a musket at all, not even a gunpowder gun and a match rope.
Costs are saved.
It's a pity that Pied has already purchased enough, and he doesn't want any more rabbits or pheasants. And Claude and the other two are also feeling very tired. Yesterday, they spent two days just to find a good place in the forest to set the trap.
For more than an hour, rabbits and pheasants were rarely seen in the mounds and forest areas on the southern outskirts of the town. These prey items were not endless and could never be caught.
During breakfast in the morning, for some unknown reason, Mr. Morsant started nagging again, and once again mentioned the new pair of leather boots that his mother bought for Claude and only wore them for more than ten days.
Claude couldn't bear it anymore and took out four Riasos and slapped them on the table: "Okay, even if I bought these leather boots, it has nothing to do with my mother. I don't want to hear you blaming my mother for this in the future."
Already..."
Mr. Morsan never expected that his second son would slap him in the face so directly. He was speechless for a moment, his face turned blue and white, and he stood there in embarrassment and annoyance.
Claude, however, went to school happily carrying his schoolbag and whistling.
After his wrestling class in the afternoon, Claude packed his schoolbag and prepared to leave school.
Boker grabbed him and said, "Where are you going? The equestrian training class is over this week. There are only the last three days of classes. We have paid so much fees and we have to get our money back..."
"Let's ride again tomorrow." Claude said, "I have to go to the southern suburbs of the town again."
"What are you doing there?" Bockaar was startled: "Didn't Pied say that he would no longer buy rabbits and pheasants?"
"Let's go take a look. Didn't we set up about twenty serial traps yesterday? I don't know if we have harvested anything today. Even if Pied doesn't accept them, we can share them and take them back to eat. Besides, I also want to take those traps back.
The traps have been removed. Anyway, we won’t go there next and we can’t keep those traps. If there are rabbits, pheasants, etc., it will be easier for others to trap. It will be a trivial matter for others. I am worried that others will find out that I learned this way to set up traps.
Trap method, then we won’t have to mess around anymore..."
Well, Claude is very thoughtful about this. He removed the traps that were still there and allowed those rabbits and pheasants to breed and grow happily. It will take a year and a half for them to become fatter.
Then he went to harvest another wave, and his friends had to agree that Claude was very crisis-conscious and had a long-term vision.
Think about it, those serial traps are very simple. If they are thrown there without prey, no one will notice them. But as Claude said, if there is a prey that is trapped, it will not be able to escape.
What should you do if someone else takes advantage of you?
It's okay to take the prey, but anyone who thinks about this serial trap will understand the rationale and setting techniques, and then learn to set up this trap. After throwing one in the east and two in the west, soon the hunters in the town will
Everyone will know, then the future rabbits and pheasants will no longer have anything to do with the four brothers...
"Would you like me to go with you?" Viricero asked.
Claude shook his head: "No need. Anyway, I'm just going for a walk today. It doesn't matter whether I get something or not. The main thing is to go over there and remove the traps that are still intact. It won't take much time. You guys are done riding the horse."
Let's go to the pier after class. I haven't helped Uncle Peg for five days. If there is still something to gain, I will take it to the pier and let everyone share it."
Claude went home first, went upstairs and picked up a matchlock gun and put it on his shoulder, and picked up a backpack to pack his things. Then he went downstairs to call a carriage and set off to the southern suburbs of the town. As soon as he went out, he saw his mother.
He came back with a rattan basket, and Little Fatty jumped up and down behind him.
This time it was troublesome. Seeing Claude, the little fat man was so happy that he insisted on hunting rabbits with his brother. Somehow, Claude agreed to several unequal treaties to appease the little fat man.
Claude was about to get up and run away, but he was stopped by his mother again. He stroked Claude's messy hair lovingly, and his mother said with concern: "You should get a haircut too, your hair is so long.
If you don’t take care of it, do you also want to keep your hair long and tie it in a ponytail like your brother?”
Claude felt like vomiting when he thought about how Albert had long hair tied into a ponytail and thought he was chic and elegant. He already had a pretty face and a thin body.
It's unbearable, the back looks like a woman. What if one day I'm walking on the road in the middle of the night, and I meet a drunk and impatient man who blocks the way, that guy will accidentally be mistaken for a woman and raped.
It’s lively...
First, he complained about that guy's ponytail hair style with the greatest malice. Claude quickly shook his head: "I don't want to have long hair. It's troublesome to take care of it and it can't be cleaned well. I'm going to wait for the weather to get hotter in a few days.
Go get a short haircut to look sharper."
"Well, you might as well cut your hair short, that way you look more energetic." Mother nodded in agreement: "By the way, Claude, you can take this."
Looking at the silver thaler handed over by his mother in his hand, Claude was a little confused. What did this mean? Why did you suddenly give me this silver thaler? I am not short of money...
"Don't blame your father..." Mother said: "The reason why he got angry in the morning was not because of your pair of leather boots, but because something he had to do during this period was not going well, and he got angry at home because of the blockage in his heart.
Temper. In fact, we are very happy to spend money on you and your children. What does it matter if we waste a little?
You must have spent a lot of money during this period. Your father bought you a matchlock gun, and you had to spend your own money to buy gunpowder and matchlocks. You also went to find someone to buy rabbits to take home. I know very well that these days you
None of the rabbits you brought back were shot by you, because there were no wounds on them... Claude, you are still young, don't get angry with your father, he asked you to go home with rabbits because he wanted you to be more confident.
There is no need to buy rabbits every day just because of what he said..."
Claude didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His mother thought that the rabbit he brought home every day was bought from outside. Think about it, it was alive and well, with no scars on its body. If this rabbit said that he had hunted it with a musket,
No one will believe it.
No wonder his mother gave him a silver taler, slapped four riaso on the table in front of his father in the morning, and then went out to school in a high-spirited manner. His mother thought that he was trying to make a fool of himself by pretending to be fat.
I have spent all the money around me...
"No, Mom, I have money." Claude quickly put the silver taler back into his mother's hand: "I really have money. I caught that rabbit and set a trap, so there are no scars on it."
, you ask Boa Veroac and the others about this. They and I have caught a lot of rabbits and pheasants in the past few days and sold them to Pied in the old tavern. If you don’t believe me, ask Pied. Each of us
I have earned a silver tale, so I will return the money to my father in the morning.
Also, I don’t blame my father. He is doing it for my own good. I also know that he is not fussing over the pair of leather boots. But I think that even if things don’t go well for him outside, he shouldn’t bring his temper back home.
Things always have their ups and downs, and you can't take it out on your family just because of a temporary setback. Home is everyone's haven, the home of each family member's soul, and the yearning for tranquility and warmth.
But what if my father gets angry at home and makes everyone feel very bad? He is the head of the family, the head of the family. If he cannot bring joy and happiness to the family, then what is the existence of this family?
What’s the point? Didn’t you see that Anna and Little Booker were so frightened by him in the morning that they didn’t even dare to say anything? So I slapped the money on the table when I was angry, just because I didn’t want him to use that excuse of broken leather boots to scare the family.
I look at his face carefully every day. Isn’t it tiring to live like that?
Okay, mom, take your money back. I really have money around me. You don’t have to worry about me. I’ve grown up and know how to behave and won’t cause trouble for the family. If you have time, buy Anna a new dress.
Well, the school uniform she is wearing now is the one I changed into a smaller one last year. It is already very old and a little faded. She is a girl, so she can’t always change my small, old clothes into women’s clothes.
Give her something to wear...Okay, I'm leaving now, I won't say more."
Just in time to see the coachman who had sent them back to the town two days ago driving a carriage passing by the door, Claude quickly stopped talking to his mother and ran over to ask. Sure enough, he had just delivered the goods and returned to the farm in the south of the town, so Claude
De climbed up unceremoniously and sat in the carriage, asking the driver to take him to the southern suburbs of the town.
Mother looked at a silver taller in her hand, watched Claude climb into the carriage and leave, turned around, opened the kitchen door, and Mr. Morsant stood behind the door with an expressionless face.
"Did you hear what your son said?" The mother said coldly: "Do you still want to teach him a lesson tonight?"
Mr. Morsanne took out his pipe with a wry smile, stuffed tobacco into the pipe and shook his head: "I don't want to think about it anymore. He is more reasonable than me. Now I don't know who is lecturing whom. I will go to the old tavern later and ask.
I asked Pied if this guy had really sold a lot of rabbits and pheasants to him in the past few days. What a loss. I ate at the old tavern at noon and the price of a roasted pheasant was three riyals and five sunars. I don’t know.
How much did this guy sell to Pied..."
Claude didn't know that Mr. Morsant was standing behind the kitchen door and eavesdropping while he was talking to his mother. At this moment, he was bragging with the coachman Regan.
Regan is a civilian, an employee at Baiyangling Farm in the southern suburbs of the town. In addition to doing farm work, his usual job is to deliver the farm's produce to the vendors in the town's vegetable markets so that they can sell them in a timely manner.
Fresh produce. So he had to run several times a day. Claude and the others took his carriage back to town a few days ago, and the price was only a rabbit.
"Why are you alone today?" Regan asked curiously.
"They are in trouble and will not come again. Our secret recipe medicine has been used up. Now I am going to check if there are any unconscious rabbits and pheasants in the medicine and food I gave two days ago. If so,
I'll give you another one when I come down the mountain."
Claude and the others caught so many rabbits and pheasants in the past few days, which naturally attracted Regan's attention. How could so many rabbits and pheasants, which were still alive and unharmed, be caught? Regan was also curious and asked the reason.
Claude claimed that he had seen a secret recipe in a potion book, so he tried it. He soaked wheat and beans in the secret potion, dried it, and then sprinkled it on the grass, waiting for the rabbits and pheasants to eat it.
The thing will be anesthetized and unable to move for twelve hours, which is why the four of them caught so many prey.
At that time, Bockal was very cooperative and sighed, this secret recipe potion is very good, the rabbit and pheasant are still intact after the effect of the medicine has passed. Unfortunately, the medicinal materials used to prepare this secret recipe potion are too expensive, and it took three silver thalers to prepare it.
Just a little bit. Even though we have caught so many rabbits and pheasants, it is still unknown whether we will be able to recover our money.
Regan knew Bockard and Erikson, and knew that these two famous rich second-generation people in the town were not short of money, so he easily believed the lies told by Claude. He could only lament that people are different from each other.
It can't be compared. If I had three silver talers, I would only save them for marrying my wife in the future, instead of spending money to get such expensive secret potions to catch rabbits and pheasants...