Chapter 48: The White-tailed Deer

"It should be white-tailed deer, usually they appear alone, and there is more food here, so they will form a group."

Barton quickly climbed onto the rock, craned his neck to take a look, and said with certainty.

When he saw Martinez, the "marksman", he wanted to raise his gun when he was more than 80 meters away, but the old cowboy slapped his hand on the head.

"Are you stupid? What should I do if I can't hit and scare away! Go to them, about 50 meters, and the movements are light. ”

"Son, follow me and be careful." After Han Qianshan finished speaking, he snapped his palm again, the black guy covered the back of his head with grievances, turned his head with resentment in his eyes, and heard a voice in his ears: "Put the muzzle of the gun up, in case it goes off, I will pick your skin!" ”

Martinez immediately wilted, and bent over after the elder Patton.

Han Xuan saw signs of gnawing on some tree trunks, which indicated that food had begun to be scarce, no wonder Detective Charles said that this year's hunting season would be extended by two months.

It is often trampled by animals, and the grass and trees are eaten before they can grow, so there are not many places to hide, so in order not to be discovered by the white-tailed deer, they can only lower their bodies and move forward with their backs close to the trees.

Old Patton felt that the distance was almost there, beckoned them to lie down, saw the deer moving uncertainly, and said: "There are four white-tailed deer, let's choose the adult male, and we will take aim at the point and grab it together." ”

The sun was about to set, and in case the hunt was unsuccessful, their dinner would have been bread and jerky.

Han Qianshan loaded the bullet for the deer hunt, which contained 9 projectiles with a diameter of 7 mm, and the energy emitted by each projectile was equivalent to the power of an ordinary pistol.

"Just choose the one on the left, how about the one on the very edge?" The old cowboy asked in a low voice with his eyes fixed on the aiming star.

"Okay."

"Are you all right? I counted to three and shot together. ”

“…… Barton, I seem to have a problem. ”

"What? Anderson, what's wrong with the gun? ”

"No, it's too dark, I'm a little short-sighted and can't see clearly."

Han Xuan was under the tree next to him, and he almost laughed out loud when he heard this, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Then you'll be watching from the sidelines!"

The corners of Old Patton's mouth twitched, he turned his head to look, and said, "Wait, the deer herd is moving again, and they are all aiming." ”

"Okay?"

"One, two, three!"

A few "bang" gunshots rang out, a buck by the lake bent its front legs, rolled over, and staggered to the ground, other white-tailed deer hurriedly fled, and the Canadian red deer were also in chaos.

Han Qianshan covered his ears, shook his head and opened his mouth, and said after a while: "This shotgun is also too loud, it's like a small cannon." ”

"Hey, let's go see our loot first." Martinez stood up, walked forward with a smile, and suddenly froze: "Why is there another one?" ”

"What?" Han Qianshan asked.

"There's another one down there, we're really lucky!"

Jones stood on tiptoe, looked over there, and said.

The group hurried to the lake, and the stag was no longer moving, and the other head was lying on the ground with its neck crooked, blood coming out of its abdomen, and it was about to die.

Old Barton took out a short dagger, squatted down with his back to Han Xuan, and stabbed the white-tailed deer in the neck hard, hunting is no problem, but they can't be allowed to suffer when they die.

Looking down at its wounds, he turned back and said, "Boss, shotgun bullets, they just stood too close, this is your prey." ”

"It's really not bright in the east, but it's bright in the west."

"What do you mean? Han Xuan. ”

"He's saying I'm lucky." Han Qianshan walked up to the deer and patted it on the neck.

The old cowboy saw Han Qianshan's movements, opened his mouth and smiled, the first time he hunted an animal, that kind of happy and sad mood, he had also experienced it.

Looking around, he said, "Let's go back first, hurry up and light the fire, I always feel that something is wrong, there have never been so few animals here as today." ”

"Then go back, you three come over and help."

Each deer weighed more than 90 kilograms, except for Han Xuan and Old Patton, two people carried one and walked back, and soon arrived at the camp.

There were a lot of rocks by the stream, and a few people helped to build a small stove, and here only Barton was a smoker, and the golden old Zippo lighter never left him.

Jones borrowed from him to make a fire, and when it was lit, white smoke rose from the hay and the firewood was put on the rack, which gradually turned red and burned as the temperature rose.

Martinez cut off the coral-like antlers, was asked by Han Xuan, put them in his bag and took them home for collection, as for the bloody deer head, he was not interested.

Anderson took off his coat, took a knife out of his bag, and began to slaughter white-tailed deer, a job he often helped with sheep slaughter on the ranch, which he was very skilled at.

The long loin was quickly stripped off, and a fat deer leg was taken, washed with water, and a stick was found to be put on, and it was rolled around the fire.

The venison is plump before winter, and when the skin turns black, golden fat comes out of it, and the smell of roasted meat and pine wood fills the air with the smell of roasted meat and pine wood.

Anderson got engaged last year to the female secretary at Morgan Bank, Ms. Cheryl.

The date of the wedding has not yet been confirmed, but they have lived together, both of them have a good salary, and they have bought a house on the outskirts of the city of Great Falls, where Cheryl usually lives.

So he knew how to cook, and although he didn't know if it was good or not, at least he brought spices and plastic cutlery, which even Barton, the old hunter, didn't remember.

Han Xuan's father and son are top eaters, and if they want to say that they will go by themselves, they can only make trouble on the side, just sit quietly and wait for the meal to start.

"I guess Anderson will stay at home with the kids in the future, and look at this serious look."

Anderson turned around when he heard it and said fiercely: "Jones, don't eat if you have the ability!" ”

"You didn't hit the prey, and you should be the one who didn't eat it." Martin said, squeezed Anderson's eyes, and teased: "I will help you make milk powder, which is produced by Snow Mountain Ranch, which is definitely the best." ”

"Damn, you're jealous of my talent as a chef!"

After more than half an hour, Anderson washed his knife, cut a few kilograms of tenderloin into small pieces, sprinkled them with various spices, and was eaten in a short time.

"Oh my God, it's delicious, give me some more, Anderson."

As soon as the meat was eaten, Martinez looked at the fire again, the deer leg on it was too big, and it was not cooked inside, but it was almost there.

There was a sound in the sky, and before he could see what it was, Han Xuan noticed it, and shouted in his mouth: "BBQ? ”

It's a bird, but it's not a BBQ.

Seeing this red and green macaw, Han Xuan grinned, and he thought of what Detective Grover had said.

Sure enough, soon another parrot also flew over and landed beside him, walking around with a figure of eight, this stupid head and stupid brain look, not who BBQ is.

Han Xuan picked it up, put it on his arm, and stretched out his hand to the red and green macaw, and the BBQ partner spun around in the sky, and finally landed on Han Xuan's shoulder.

"Are you a magician?" Old Barton laughed, this picture just now was amazing.

"No, I'm their friend." Han Xuanxiao narrowed his eyes: "This is BBQ's partner, and it's the first time I've seen it." ”

"It's beautiful." After Martinez finished speaking, he turned his head and continued: "I won't praise you, BBQ, you called me a fool last time." ”

BBQ tilted his head, flapped his wings and shouted, "Silly melon! ”

"Oh my God!

Anderson! Look at what you've done!

How pure it used to be, you taught it badly! ”

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