Zhang's father gave up and went back to the inner room to sleep with satisfaction. Zhang Lang lay on the bed and began to think about his next development ideas.

Building greenhouses and pig farms is just the first step. Greenhouses and pig farms can make a fortune even after they are done well, but this is not what Zhang Lang wants. He is thinking of building Xilong Village into a nationally renowned Xilong Village like Huaxi Village.

The road to agriculture must be taken and industry must also develop. Only by walking on two legs can you be more stable and faster.

"Brother, I'll go and help you too in the greenhouse! I promise not to delay my studies." Xiaoshu leaned over to Zhang Lang and whispered.

"Brother, I'll go and help you too!" Xiaohe also came over.

"Brother, forget me." The eldest girl on the northern kang also ran to the southern kang with her quilt.

"What are you doing when you run to our kang at your eldest girl's house? Go back to sleep!" Zhang Lang scolded the eldest girl.

"You two go back to sleep too! If you want to help me, go to school well. Only when you graduate from college can you help me better!" After scolding the eldest sister, Zhang Lang continued to talk about his two younger brothers.

"Brother, we promise not to delay our study... Our study has always been very good." Xiaoshu explained unwillingly.

"That's not OK. Your current task is to study... Go to bed quickly!" After saying that, Zhang Lang ignored the three of them.

Big girl, Xiaoshu saw that there was no way, so he had to go back to sleep obediently.

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The next morning, Zhang Lang got up early, finished washing up, and didn't even eat breakfast. He took the corn kernels soaked in high-altitude wine last night, took the hunting rifle at home, and went out into the mountain.

He promised Director Tong that Feilong had not yet been settled. He said that if he could touch the village, he could get a dozen or twenty, but they were all air-dried, and it would be better to put the soup on fresh ones than to put the soup.

In this era, flying dragons are not as rare as later generations, and the air-dried flying dragons cannot show sincerity.

The mountain wind was not too strong in the morning. The clear mountain wind blew, and Zhang Lang felt much more comfortable.

"ah……"

A long roar came to the sky, causing echoes.

From the bustling city and suddenly returning to this almost isolated mountain village, Zhang Lang felt no discomfort at all, but only kindness and tranquility.

The most important quality of a good scout is to endure loneliness.

After calming down, Zhang Lang carefully searched for Feilong's traces.

Flying dragons mostly live in shrubs or mixed pine and birch trees, with male and female pairs in pairs and inseparable from each other, and are known as "mandarin ducks in the forest".

Zhang Lang grew up in the mountains and forests since he was a child. He knows very well about Feilong's living habits. He didn't walk long after he heard the screams of "Jiji... Jiji... Jiji!" from the forest.

This is the sound of the flying dragon foraging and calling on his partner.

The breeding season of flying dragon birds does not grow in groups, but in other seasons, there are 3 to 4 or 6 to 7, and there are 10 or more.

Zhang Lang did not approach and watched from a distance. This was a must-pass group of flying dragons, with six flying dragons.

The flying dragons are used to foraging in the morning. Six flying dragons scattered and wandered in the pine forest, looking for food. From time to time, they raised their heads to watch around them with vigilance.

Zhang Lang did not rush to get closer. He carefully observed the feeding route of the flying dragon and birds, quietly walked around the front, sprinkled some corn kernels that had run over the white wine on the ground, and quietly left.

Six were obviously not enough, Zhang Lang continued to look for places where the flying dragon might appear.

Not long after I left, I found another flock of flying dragons and birds, which were missing only two flying dragons.

Zhang Lang soaked it according to law, sprinkled corn kernels, and left quietly.

When the sun rose, Zhang Lang had already found more than a dozen flying dragons, looked at the sun climbing to the top of the mountain, and ended his hunting journey.

Following the route just now, Zhang Lang turned around and walked back... It was time to go back and harvest his prey.

The first hunting point harvested four, the second harvested six, and the third harvested two, Zhang Lang showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The harvest was very big. Zhang Lang found a pine stick and tied the drunk flying dragon to the stick and picked it up.

More than a dozen hunting sites have harvested more than forty flying dragons in total, which is far beyond expectations. It can be seen how many flying dragons are in the mountains and forests now.

Unfortunately, no matter how many people are, they have become endangered species under the almost greedy desire of food.

Never underestimate the appetite of the Chinese. Later generations Zhang Lang once heard a news that American carp was flooded because it had no natural enemies, and the US government spent a lot of manpower and material resources to eliminate the harm caused by carp.

So online newspapers claimed that the United States would not have to be so troublesome. They invited a few gourmets from China and gave them to Americans how to eat fish. They would definitely control the breeding of carp.

This is not a bragging. I remember that crayfish was flooded in the south in the 1990s, and some people developed the delicious spicy crayfish.

As a result, crayfish were no longer a disaster, but instead became money in the pockets of farmers.

There is not enough wild food, so some people have begun to specialize in crayfish and make a fortune by making a fortune.

Zhang Lang carried Feilong down the mountain and walked into the village. The villagers had already had breakfast and were about to go to the ground. When they saw Zhang Lang greeting him warmly.

"Uncle Wolf has entered the mountain...beat so many flying dragons?"

"Yes...uphill?"

"Wolf Uncle Wolf beats so many flying dragons? This thing doesn't have much meat."

"What a few friends in the city want."

"What the people in the city want? Master Lang has a few more of them in my house. You can take them together!"

"No, that's enough."

Zhang Lang greeted the villagers while walking home.

When I got home, my parents and sisters had already finished their meal. My eldest sister, Xiaoshu, and Xiaohe had not started work today, so I lay on the kang to review my homework.

Zhang's mother sat on the kang sewing clothes, looking up from time to time to see the three children who were doing their homework seriously, with warm smiles hanging on the corners of her eyes.

The warm scene made Zhang Lang feel warm, and the fatigue of entering the mountain was slight.

"Mom, where is my dad?"

"Your father has gone to your grandfather's house. I have left you with food in the pot. Go and eat it!"

"Oh!" Zhang Lang agreed, and went to the outer room to lift the lid of the pot. He saw a small butterfly steamed bacon, three corn flour nests and corn paste.

After working all morning, Zhang Lang was already hungry. He took out the food and ate all the wind and ate it.

“Eat slowly and drink more soup.”

"Mom, I'm full... I'll go find someone to send the wild boar meat and Feilong to the town." Zhang Lang wiped his mouth and said to his mother.

Zhang Lang walked around the village and called out more than a dozen young people to help him deliver the wild boar that had been made into salty bacon and the Feilong who was still drunk and dreaming to the town.

The old man in the village heard that Zhang Lang was preparing things for his friends in the city, so he brought all kinds of mountain goods from his home and asked him to deliver them to his friends in the city together.

"Why are there so many squad leader?" Su Shuwang shouted in surprise as he looked at the salty bacon divided into pieces and various delicacies piled up in mountains.

"There are many of these things in the mountains, so you can keep some of them yourself and send them back to your mother." Zhang Lang explained to Su Shuwang.
Chapter completed!