"It's okay, I have a gun license. This kind of hunting rifle is really easy for me, don't worry!"

Zhang Yaming smiled distractedly. Compared with the gun he used to be in Australia, this kind of hunting rifle is really easy, and there is no skill. Besides, it is just hunting some pheasants and rabbits, which is really easy. ∈◆,

At Zhang Yaming's insistence, the black-faced hunter hesitated for a while and still gave the gun to Zhang Yaming. However, he was a little worried and followed him closely, afraid that there was something wrong with it.

If this doesn't work, you can still save him.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yaming did not give the hunter any chance to show his performance. He took this simple hunting rifle and flirted with it casually, and knew in his heart how to play the gun.

It’s like Zhang Yaming has already entered high school and then comes back to take elementary school courses, so it will naturally feel that it’s easy.

Zhang Yasong kept staring at his cousin's actions, and he didn't think he could really play with a gun, and he could really catch prey, but if Yaming insisted on holding a gun, he could only pretend to turn a blind eye and listen. Anyway, he didn't have any hope that Zhang Yaming could catch prey.

He still felt that the two hunters he invited were more reliable. They still counted on the skills of the two hunters for their dinner tonight.

Zhang Yaming took a step forward than Jelin and the others. The two hunters originally wanted to follow Zhang Yaming, but found that the boss was really fast on this barren mountain. Even though they were always making a living in the mountains, their pace was not as fast as him.

Especially his reaction ability and speed, the gap between everyone and Zhang Yaming is more than a little bit, and his observation ability and integration of the surrounding environment are faster than others.

Soon Zhang Yaming discovered that there was movement in the dead grass in front of him. Looking at the direction of the dead grass swing, it should be something like a rabbit, and there was more than one. Once this idea appeared, Zhang Yaming immediately raised his gun.

His speed was very fast, without any hesitation or drag. In the eyes of others, his gun had already sounded. And the two hunters had just discovered that there might be prey in front of them.

Zhang Yasong and the others were still walking behind, but this time there was no loud noise, but followed Zhang Yaming and the others. But before they noticed something abnormal in front of them, the gunshots had already sounded.

"Oh, be careful, the gunshots sounded in front!"

Zhang Yasong was shocked. He was an ordinary person and was naturally less courageous. His first reaction after hearing the gunshot was to be careful and safety first.

But soon after I posted it, I found that a hunter ran over with a gray rabbit of two or three pounds in his hand, and smiled and showed it to everyone, saying that there was a rabbit meat to eat at night!

"Not bad. It's worthy of being the one I invited. I killed a rabbit with one shot!"

Zhang Yasong hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and quickly lifted the fat rabbit up, laughing haha. He thought the rabbit was caught by the hunter.

"Asong, I don't have that ability. I am your cousin, our boss. He shot him with one shot. This rabbit couldn't run away. I never thought that his shooting skills were so good?"

"Even if I have been hunting for several years, it is not worth mentioning compared to him. The boss reacted too quickly!"

The black-faced hunter couldn't help but praise Zhang Yaming. He didn't tell lies, because in his opinion, Zhang Yaming's shooting skills were really accurate. He was simply a sharpshooter, comparable to a professional hunter.

Such a person is worthy of his boss. With his marksmanship and reaction ability, being a hunter is also great and he will definitely make a lot of money.

"No, do you say Yamin, my brother, you beat the rabbit?"

Zhang Yasong was completely stunned. He looked forward in disbelief, but he didn't see Zhang Yaming, but he felt a wailing in his heart.

When my cousin was a child, he always followed him as a follower. Since when did he become too much better than himself? In the past, he thought that his cousin was richer than him because he was lucky enough to get those ginseng plants.

It's like winning a huge prize, it's just good luck.

But now I rarely touch the gun, but my cousin picked up the hunting rifle casually, which was even more powerful than ordinary hunters. Is such a person still the follower who followed him before?

Oh my God, how can I live?

The gap between me and my cousin is too big!

Zhang Yasong was dejected and suddenly lost his energy, but Zhang Yaming had already fought two more pheasants, and the two hunters had become helpers to bring prey to Zhang Yaming, and it was completely useless.

They didn't need to do anything about the prey in this wasteland, and Zhang Yaming had already solved it quickly.

By the time they went down the mountain, almost everyone had prey in their hands, and the two hunters were also very happy. They had never been so happy. Although these preys were not captured, they still felt very honored.

Zhangjia Village is backed by the mountains, and the wasteland is rarely visited. In addition, you need to have a gun license to hunt for hunting over the years, so there are a lot of wild animals in this wasteland, and rabbits and pheasants are simply running all over the ground.

But even so, the hunters in the village, due to their skills and guns, still have very limited prey. It is still very rare to have a few prey like today. Even these hunters have seen each other for the first time.

So when they returned to the village, they walked with great confidence, wishing that all the villagers in Zhangjia Village would come over and envy the wild game in their hands.

Just as Zhang Zhigao said, he had dinner at his house in the evening, and his wife and daughter-in-law had already started to braise two rabbit meat and stew two or three pheasants.

Before the sun sets, the fragrance of the pheasant drifts out, because the pheasant was fed out by Zhang Zhigao's wife using charcoal fire from the earthen stove, plus the sand jar, and it was bit by bit on low heat, so it was particularly fragrant.

The rabbit meat is braised with star anise, cinnamon, cumin, chili, etc., and then stir-fry it with the sour and sour peppers made by the farm. The sour and spicy taste is accompanied by the spices, and the deliciousness of the rabbit meat makes people smell very appetizing.

In order to show his caution towards Zhang Yaming, Zhang Zhigao specially invited several of the most respected elders in Zhangjia Village to serve as guests for Zhang Yaming. This is also a habit in the countryside.

If someone comes to the most honorable guest, he will invite some respected guests to come. The more guests come, the more they can show the host's respect for the guests.

The few accompanying guests who came were all the oldest and most virtuous people in Zhangjia Village. They were originally very curious about Zhang Yaming, who contracted more than 100 acres of land in Zhangjia Village. Now, they are naturally very happy to be invited by Zhang Yaming.

Zhang Zhigao's house suddenly became lively, especially in his fire pit, where there was a lot of firewood and the flames were very strong. At the top of the firewood pile were the sausages and bacon filled with the Zhang family.

Zhangjia Village has a habit of hanging bacon and sausages for the New Year on their own fire pit and smoked it. Then you can see the fire-smoked sausages, which are very fragrant with oil.

Although it may not be very healthy from the current perspective, the people in Wushan Town have continued this habit for hundreds of years, and Zhang Yaming grew up in Wushan Town, so he naturally became accustomed to it.

A large group of people surrounded the fire pit, eating pheasant hotpot, gnawing rabbit meat, steamed dried beans from the farm smoked bacon, and steamed sausages directly placed in the rice.

The sausage has a rice fragrance and a good smell of wood. It is shiny and full of grease, which is very tempting.

This is the taste of my hometown. Zhang Yaming tasted it and the taste was really great. He has never eaten it for half a year. In the past, he could only eat such good sausage during the Chinese New Year.

"If guests like to eat, eat more. This is the taste of your hometown. You can benefit your neighbors after you have money. Even if we are old, we are already very pleased when we see it!"

"Yes, you are worthy of being the descendant of our Zhang family. Our Zhang family is proud of you, and the people in our entire Zhangjia Village will thank you very much!"

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The invited accompanying guests by the fire pit persuaded Zhang Yaming to use dishes while sincerely praising him. The rural people are real, and what they see from Zhang Yaming is real.

This benefit can bring to most people in the village, make their lives completely change, and completely change the appearance of Zhangjia Village. Who wouldn’t like this phenomenon?

"You are so polite. Just call me Yaming or Xiao Zhang. Everyone is from Zhangjia Village, so there is no need to be too restrictive."

Zhang Yaming smiled, but he was very casual. In fact, he was far from as great as these people said, but being grateful to others is also a very happy thing.

He didn't like these compliments very much, but he didn't hate them, because these people were very prestigious in the village and could leave a good impression on them, his future plans would be better implemented.

"Well, this is just an experiment. If everything goes well, I will expand the area of ​​the farm again. As long as people who are willing to work hard with me, I will definitely not treat them unfairly!"

Zhang Yaming knew that saying this to these old people at this time was also a promise and encouragement.

As long as people have hope, they will work hard. If everything goes well here on Zhang, they will not only bring him wealth, but also hope to the villagers here!

The guests and guests of this meal were all happy, and Zhang Yaming also tasted the taste of home. When he went back tonight, he was a little drunk, not drunk, but intoxicated.

When he got home, he took a hot shower, but he was not sleepy at all. He looked at it and it was only nine o'clock in the evening. He was about to chat with Jayne, but he found that his phone was ringing! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!