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In the panting voice, Geng Gengbo and Jin Laoliu, the townspeople of Baoshihai Town, also rushed up from behind, surrounded the pit with torches, and Mao Xingjian's head was stretched to the front.

This is the oldest hunting method for human beings. The Neanderthals in Europe used this method to hunt mammoths. Pairs of bull eyes filled with fear and anger, glaring at the crowd like vampires.

Looking at Song Yongzhong, Dongfang Meng and the gang were shouting excitedly. Although Mao Xingjian's face still maintained a cold and rigid look, an expression of excitement could not be restrained from his pupils. emerge.

done!

This night, the people in Baoshihai Town didn't stop. They lit more than 20 fires near the trap pit, and set up a block of pulleys hanging from a few sticks on the pit, and then people took ropes down to fish for cattle. There were four cattle. A noose was put on each leg, and more than twenty men yelled hey hey hey, and with a creaking sound, they put the cow on it.

Then came the most critical step of initial taming. Four people grabbed the cow with four hooves and rattled it to turn the cow upside down. A thick iron rod with a red-hot head strode up, and amidst the mooing of the cow's grief and anger, it creaked and pierced the tip of the iron rod to the cartilage of the nasal septum of the cow, piercing a hole.

Immediately afterwards, two assistants inserted the polished U-shaped thick copper wire into the nose hole. The pliers squeezed the thick copper into a ring, and the nose ring was finished on a cow.

The next step is the most tense step. The neck is withdrawn first, and the four hooves are also slowly released, leaving an ox nose rope tied to the stake. Dongfang fiercely took aim with a firecracker. With a cow's head.

The first reaction of the bison standing up must be to flop, but most of the cows immediately calm down in pain when they pull the nose rope a little bit, and they just dare to circle around playing stakes, so the cows are initially tamed. Let it calm down for a while, and then you can take it to the side of the No. 22 post above.

But if the struggle is so strong that even the nose ring of the cow is broken, and the nose is flopping around, then there is no way. Four big men yelled and pulled their hooves to bring the cow down again, and then a strong man took the wheel. Hitting the head with an iron hammer, the butcher took a knife and smeared the neck of the cow while it was in its infancy, completing the slaughter.

Fortunately, the wisdom of the ancestors is really not bad. A small nose ring has become the death spot of these huge beasts weighing hundreds of catties or even half a ton. In one night, most of the cattle that were fished up were killed. The small nose ring was blocked, but only six were slaughtered.

At dawn, more than 60 bison were captured that night, including 39 strong cattle and 24 one- or two-year-old calves. The only pity was that eight bison fell to their deaths and were maimed underground. There were sixteen dead cattle in total.

Early in the morning, more than a dozen wooden racks were erected, and the slaughtered bison hung directly on it to decompose. Large pieces of fresh beef were thrown in the snow as soon as they were cut. In less than a few minutes, the severe cold weather It has been frozen into fresh quick-frozen meat, and the big iron pot from Post No. 22 was also taken out, with firewood on the bottom and mountain spring water on the top, the freshly slaughtered beef was cut into pieces by Han Xiaomo The pieces were thrown in cracklingly, and the potatoes brought together were put together, covered with the pot and simmered, and after a while, the rich aroma wafted out.

"Oh my mother! The girl is so good at crafting! I, Lao Zhao, have a taste first!"

Holding a big shell picked up by the sea, Gireng Neck impatiently made do with the beef soup, but just as he was about to fill it, he got a solid slap on the forehead.

"Go! There is no respect! Don't you know you have to give it to the prince first?"

The pottery bowl he brought was filled with joy, and Han Xiaomo was also very happy when the few guys winked at him, and walked over tremblingly holding the soup bowl!

"Big nephew! Let's eat!!!"

It's a pity that Mao Xingjian ignored her as coldly as ever. Until now, he still stared intently at the American bison who were still wagging their noses and fighting for the last time. He was a dignified prince. He really didn't expect that one day he would fight for These cows are so happy.

But it is indeed worth being happy, having a cow as a pack animal is completely different from not having a cow!Once these guys have been tamed, his radius of activity in his Rocky Mountain Governor's District has increased by a large circle. At the same time, having a plow pulled by an ox is also of great benefit to the upcoming spring plowing.

Just when Mao Xingjian was staring at him in a daze, there was another burst of noise, and Song Yongzhong came back from the other side.

I don't know why, after being tired all night, Song Yongzhong still didn't even take a break in the morning. He led his subordinates on horseback and rushed out to patrol. Hearing the sailors surround him, Mao Xingjian didn't care at first, but Hearing the miscellaneous voices, he was shocked.

"How do you bring someone back?"

"Look alone!!!"

Full of curiosity and excitement, leaving aside the cow, he turned around and walked in that direction. Han Xiaomo, who happened to be carrying the broth, walked towards him slightly: "Nephew, eat..., eat... ., hey, where are you going!!!”

Seeing Mao Xingjian slip into the crowd, the prairie wild girl stomped her feet angrily.

"Humph!"

.........

The cavalryman did come back with a man on his back, and he was almost the same as the big guy, with yellow skin, but in appearance, he was obviously not Ming or Japanese, Li Chaoren. I don't know what kind of paint made the two strokes.And this man is really frost-resistant, they all feel cold in a big cotton jacket, and this man only wears a tattered animal skin.

But this guy is obviously an unlucky ghost. The hideous wound on his back is open and fleshy. At this time, it has been frozen with ice slag. If his chest is not still breathing, he looks like a dead man.

"Master Song, who is this?"

"It should be a Sioux, anyway, it is this uneducated barbarian."

Staring at him, Song Yongzhong's expression was quite strange, a little distressed, but also a little vigilant. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly pulled out the revolver and put it on the guy's head. This action obviously startled Mao Xingjian, and suddenly Stopping his hand, the prince asked in astonishment.

"Master Song, what are you going to do?"

"Kill him! I brought him back to find out about the situation, but it looks like this kid won't wake up! It's a disaster to keep him, why don't we send him to the underworld!"

Full of surprise, Song Yongzhong wanted to put the revolver on the guy's head again, but was slapped away by Mao Xingjian again.

"Presumptuous! Master Song! We belong to the Great Ming dynasty, we are civilized people, and we are not barbarians on the grasslands. How can we just kill people?" Full of anger, Mao Xingjian reprimanded loudly. Before Song Yongzhong could speak, he was right again. He yelled behind him: "Dongdongfangmeng! Take me back to Gu!"

A few sailors of the Black Pearl held the big nose, turned around and went to the other end. Song Yongzhong stretched out his arm behind his back, obviously wanting to shout, but after hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly put down his hand, and then turned to face his subordinates with a gloomy expression. commanded.

"Strengthen your vigilance, and return after breakfast in a while!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Chapter 771. The Prince's Chapter: The Second Level of Cow Taming

The prince is really not willing to give up until the Yellow River, and he will give up as soon as he arrives at the Yellow River! After the second two-day tour of the No. 22 post, Mao Xingjian turned around and went back happily, leading the newly-arrived cattle.

These North American bison are the descendants of the European aurochs. Compared with the buffalo, cattle and other breeds bred by Ming Dynasty for many years, this thing is more primitive, bigger, and wilder. Even if it is put on a nose ring, it is still angry. Snorting hooves and wanting to push people around, the reins of a group of cows were pulled out for more than one and a half meters, far away, and the two watched one after the other, and drove the group of huge animals back carefully. .

It's really bull-tempered. Even if they are driven, these bison are stubborn at every step. Unfortunately, the nose is the key point, and the cowman in front is pulling the nose ring heavily. These half-ton behemoths have to follow the stubborn Go away stubbornly.

The retrieved Sioux was thrown onto the back of a calf and pulled back.

More than a dozen New World expeditions are scattered around the team like wings, but Song Yongzhong, who usually walks at the end, is at the front this time, watching the Su man with his arms follow the calf and clattering, he His gaze was full of gloom, and there was also a hint of murderous intent.

Compared with the last unlucky itinerary, I also encountered a big snowstorm. This time, holding the cow was blessed by the heavens. I only encountered a light snow, and because I was familiar with the road, I saved half a day. Twelve On the afternoon of the 28th, a group of people came back with a lot of spoils.

Not to mention more than sixty live cows, the slaughtered sixteen cows plus a piece of meat also weighed four thousand and several hundred catties, plus the deer and muntjacs that were killed along the way. After coming out, I went back and forth a few times, and this time, I ate Mao Xingjian's rice, and the whole Baoshi Town came out in full force.

"The prince is back!!!"

It’s really welcome along the road, women and children, the old and the weak, the little girls put down the hay they were holding, and ran down excitedly. The men who felled the trees also threw down their axes and surrounded them one after another. They gathered around the side of the road and kowtowed Kowtow, bow bow, make it lively.

It was the first time in his life that he received such a warm welcome. Even Mao Xingjian, who was always a cool person, was the boss. He couldn't help stroking his chin beard, which he didn't have before, shaking his head and milking his feelings.

"The common people know the etiquette, just around the corner!"

After all, there is a lot of people and power. In ten days, a total of twenty thatched cottages popped up like big mushrooms on the edge of Baoshihai Town. In this era, forage hunting is still a mass skill, and there are still housewives or small children on the other side. The girl came back with hay, tied it into bundles, tied it with straw ropes, dragged it in, and piled it on the shelf.

The concentrated feed needed for raising cattle is not available yet, but the rough feed is enough to keep them from starving to death.

On the other hand, this era does not care about environmental protection. I do not know how long the spruce and Chinese pine in the virgin forest have been sawed down, and then the branches and bark are peeled off. There are also wood that can be used as building materials. a lot.

A more important change, because of the collective labor, the originally lifeless small town also began to burst out with long-lost vitality.

On the day of his return, Mao Xingjian, the male god of the royal family, didn't even bother to take a shower. He gesticulated and tore down a few dilapidated houses next to the barracks. Seeing that the booty from this trip was enclosed and ate fodder in the trough dug out of rough wood, he picked up Han Xiaomo who wanted to escape and went back to the house with confidence.

In the early morning of the next day, Geng Gengbo and the dozen or so men in the town who followed the hunt were gathered together again by Mao Xingjian and got busy.

Catching the cattle is only the first step. To really tame these beasts so that they can pull carts and plow the land, they are good cattle! This is another characteristic taming method of advanced civilizations of the same age, including the Chinese. In the midst of busy work, it unfolded again.