Chapter 23: I Just Saw My Great-Grandma!
The Weasel was quite a bit bigger than the Northern Goshawk. It was difficult for the Hunting Eagle alone to subdue it, but the Northern Goshawk's sharp talons held the Weasel's head tightly. All of the Hunting Eagle's strength was pressed onto the Weasel's head, and the Weasel couldn't break free no matter how hard it struggled.
The Northern Goshawk's wings and tail were fully spread. No matter how the Weasel struggled, it refused to loosen its grip.
This situation was actually very dangerous. If Yue Feng was too far away and arrived too late, and the Hunting Eagle wasn't holding the prey's head with both talons to seal the Weasel's mouth, being dragged into the bushes like a small cart could result in minor damage like broken feathers, or in severe cases, even death.
But Yue Feng wasn't far away. After hearing the squeaking sound, he rushed over in less than five seconds and immediately helped.
Yue Feng walked up, lifted his right foot, and seeing the opportunity when the Hunting Eagle's wings flapped up and down, he stepped on the Weasel's side abdomen.
Just one step severely injured the Weasel, making it stop struggling fiercely. Yue Feng was afraid that if he put on his glove, the Hunting Eagle would loosen its grip and the Weasel would bite him, so he didn't rush to replace the prey. Instead, he kept his foot on the Weasel's abdomen and pressed down again.
With a snap, Yue Feng broke the Weasel's back.
The next second, a strong foul smell wafted from the base of the Weasel's tail near his foot.
Yue Feng thought to himself, 'This isn't good,' and quickly stepped back.
"Did you catch it! Did you catch it!" Xiao Tao was half a beat slower and came over to look. He got a full whiff of the stinky gas the Weasel had just released.
"Holy crap, it's so stinky!" Xiao Tao felt a jolt in his head, and his mind instantly went blank.
"The Weasel farted! Hold your breath!" Yue Feng grabbed the back of Xiao Tao's jacket and pulled him back. The two brothers stumbled back a few steps and sat on the ground, gasping for air.
"Are you feeling better??" Yue Feng fanned the air near Xiao Tao's nose with his hand and asked with concern.
"Cough cough cough cough..." Xiao Tao came to his senses and coughed violently. It took him a long time to recover.
"Feng Ge, if I'm lying, I'm not human! Damn, this Weasel's fart is too stinky. For a moment there, I even saw my great-grandma!" Xiao Tao said seriously.
Yue Feng grinned: "Alright, you catch your breath here. I'll go swap out the Hunting Eagle. If I delay any longer, the hide might be torn up by the Hunting Eagle and won't be worth anything! Give me that Sand Grouse from just now!"
"Oh, oh!"
Yue Feng took the Sand Grouse and quickly returned to where the Hunting Eagle and the Weasel had been fighting.
At this moment, the Weasel was completely dead. The Northern Goshawk was still gripping the Weasel's head tightly, pecking at its eyes one mouthful at a time.
Seeing this scene, Yue Feng was both surprised and happy.
This Northern Goshawk was too fierce. Not only does it peck at the eyes when catching pheasants, but it also starts eating from the eyes when catching Weasels.
If the Hunting Eagle knows to completely blind its prey first, then even if Yue Feng didn't help, this Weasel would likely have been taken down by the Hunting Eagle! It would just have taken a bit longer to fight.
The smell of the Weasel's fart had mostly dissipated. Yue Feng covered the Hunting Eagle's talons with his glove and casually placed the Sand Grouse he had just caught in front of the Northern Goshawk.
The Northern Goshawk couldn't see the prey under the glove and naturally released its grip. Then it stepped on the Sand Grouse and started eating again.
Yue Feng took the opportunity to remove the Weasel and handed it to Xiao Tao behind him.
It's worth saying, the Weasel's fur after autumn is also very soft and warm. This was a male, weighing about a pound and a half. Its fur was shiny and smooth, completely intact and undamaged. If this were sold to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, it would definitely be a top-grade, flawless Weasel hide, worth at least 20-30 yuan.
With this Weasel weighing down their bag, even if the two brothers didn't catch anything else, today's trip was worth it.
Yue Feng looked at the Hunting Eagle on the ground, let it eat a few big mouthfuls of blood meal, then took away the Sand Grouse, put the Hunting Eagle on his hand, and gave it a sip of water.
Although the smell of the Weasel's fart had mostly dissipated, Xiao Tao was still a bit dazed, so Yue Feng held the Hunting Eagle and rested for a while nearby.
"Brother, there seems to be some saying about catching Weasels. Will we be okay taking it back?" Xiao Tao asked hesitantly.
Yue Feng smiled: "The old folks say that catching Weasels or foxes won't lead to wealth! Even if you make money, you won't keep it, most of it will be spent on yourself.
But we don't need to be afraid. Hunting Eagles naturally catch these things in the wild. This Weasel died here, it's considered a tribulation for the Hunting Eagle. We're just accomplices at best!
If there are any spirits or essences, they can just find the Northern Goshawk for revenge! A living Hunting Eagle isn't afraid, and a dead Hunting Eagle isn't afraid either!
I looked closely just now, this is a male Weasel, a first-class Weasel hide tube, worth at least twenty to thirty yuan!"
"Worth that much!!!"
Hearing the price, Xiao Tao was a bit confused. He knew his New Year's lucky money was only two dimes. This was already considered high among his peers, enough to buy a pile of candy at the small store.
"Yes, hides caught with snares or traps might not be worth as much, but a completely intact one caught with a Hunting Eagle is definitely worth this price! When we sell the hide later, you'll get a share!"
"Hehe, okay!! Where are there more Weasels? How about we don't catch small chickens anymore and just catch Weasels!"
This guy Xiao Tao is really realistic. Just moments ago he was worried about the consequences of catching a Weasel, but after hearing the high price of the fur, he immediately thought of specializing in catching hides.
It's hard to say whether he's brave or reckless.
Yue Feng rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Weasels have their own territories and like to be active at night. If we specifically hunt them, we might not even encounter one or two in a whole day of walking around with the Hunting Eagle. Let's not think about that!
No wonder the small chickens around here are so scarce today. Nine times out of ten, they were messed with by the Weasels last night!
Let's go further ahead and see if there are any more Sand Grouses. If not, we'll go up the mountain to catch Flying Dragons!"
"Okay!"
Next, Yue Feng walked around the River bank bushes with the Hunting Eagle and Xiao Tao, and indeed, Yue Feng was right.
Under two patches of bushes, there were chicken feathers, bones, and other remnants left by Weasels. The area where Yue Feng used to catch Sand Grouses, his private hunting ground, had been messed up by these Weasels. It would be hard for the main flock of chickens to return for three or two days, and it would likely be difficult to catch chickens in this area again in the short term.
After finishing the hunt in the first hunting ground, Yue Feng took Xiao Tao and climbed up the gentle slope south of Jiazi Gully onto the mountain ridge, continuing to search for traces of prey along the ridge.
The Flying Dragon flock on the mountain was as reliable as ever. After climbing onto the mountain ridge and walking just a few steps, Yue Feng found a small group of five Flying Dragons.
These were probably young Flying Dragons that had just bred in the spring, reaching adulthood this year. One adult was slightly larger, while the remaining four were about half a size smaller than the adult bird.
At this moment, all five birds were pecking at food under the trees, with their heads down. Yue Feng was within twenty meters, yet they showed no signs of alertness. The hen clearly looked up and saw Yue Feng, but it didn't run, just continued eating with its chicks like a simpleton.
Yue Feng, being a skilled Hawk Keeper, naturally didn't tolerate such foolish birds. He decisively sent out the Hunting Eagle, and the large hen, the leader of the flock, was taken down by the Northern Goshawk in one round.
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