boyutpedia Chapter 93 Hunting Boots
Chapter 93 Hunting Boots
"What's up, Brother Chen Tuo?"
Chen Tuo didn't want to cross the river to go to the market, and Su Dao, who originally wanted to settle the matter in one go, also changed his mind.
"I just wanted to write something down, like what happened the night before last when we hunted wolves in the mountains."
Chen Tuo had nothing to hide from Su Dao and Wu Laowai.
Songling is too small; whether it's "New Life" or "Fish-Catching Diary," whether it's well-written or not.
Once published, it will make him famous in the forest area, and it will be impossible to hide it.
It's simply a matter of whether it's written well or poorly, it brings a good reputation.
"Brother Chen Tuo is a writer? That's great! Didn't you want to practice your marksmanship? I have plenty of bullets. Practice as much as you want."
Su Dao, who had attended a literacy class, was also intimidated by Chen Tuo's "writing something" and, without waiting for him to explain, mistook him for those famous writers.
Over the past twenty-odd years, he has recorded a great deal of information, but those texts are all things he listened to first, thought about first, and then wrote down, so they are quite disorganized.
If Chen Tuo could help organize it, that would be great.
Su Dao's sudden enthusiasm startled Chen Tuo.
According to Wu Laowai, he couldn't even pull up his own pants, so he neither wanted to meddle nor had the ability to.
What he wants to do most right now is to go down the mountain and, based on the materials he has collected over the past few days, write a novel of 100,000 to 200,000 words, or even more, about "Blood Wolfhound".
Modern poetry, prose, and miscellaneous writings don't earn much money; only novels can earn more.
If Blood Wolfhound is feasible, he also has the Blood Wolf Origin and Wolf Totem wolf series works.
In real life, what you say or think is useless; real money is the only true key.
"Uncle Su Dao, I'm not qualified to be a writer yet; I just want to make a living this way."
The interruption backfired, and Chen Tuo sighed inwardly, realizing he couldn't outsmart honest people. He quickly made up an excuse and shut up.
"Su Dao, this kid doesn't even have an identity in Songling. You'll have to wait before you talk to him about anything."
Wu Laowai's explanation made Su Dao's smile even wider; it was really great that Chen Tuo didn't have an identity.
"Brother Chen Tuo, I can get you a border resident permit, do you want it?"
Su Dao's words were similar to Wu Laowai's thoughts of going up the mountain to become a hunter.
In the Dobukur settlement, many people are out of touch with the roster.
Besides age and number of years, sometimes gender and name are also registered incorrectly.
Su Dao wanted to get Chen Tuo a border resident certificate, which was as simple as changing the registration.
If someone checks, just have someone show up briefly, and that's considered reporting it.
"Uncle Su, let's talk about this after I've settled down. Nothing else, I'm going down the mountain with Uncle Wu. I haven't fed the dog yet!"
For Su Dao, Chen Tuo's matter was not urgent, so he nodded. But before the two of them left, they had to say goodbye to Bai Long.
Bai Long returned to the tent with a roe deer skin bag and a wooden tray containing roasted wolf meat.
"Chen Zhiqing, the tiger penis and tiger leg bone are in the roe deer skin bag. The wolf meat is freshly roasted. You and Uncle Lao Wai can have some first. There will be venison later."
The hunters in the settlement had a close call with life and death the night before, but their harvest was still quite substantial.
Ninety-two Siberian wolves, weighing several thousand kilograms, can be used as emergency food for horses and reindeer.
Within a month or two, the settlements will not have to worry about food.
With these thousands of kilograms of wolf meat, we can save a dozen or twenty reindeer, and the reindeer herd in Dobukur will grow stronger next year because of this hunt.
With ample food reserves, the hunters in the settlements can organize larger-scale hunts that cover longer distances.
The farther you go, the more prey you'll find in the forest.
In addition to paying a fee, Su Dao would also receive an extra share after the transaction was completed when the wolf pelts were used to make fur coats.
The ninety-two wolves revitalized the entire Dobukur settlement.
Therefore, when Wu Laowai mentioned tiger bones and tiger penis, Bai Long brought the best tiger bones without Chen Tuo even having to ask.
Besides the tiger bones, Bai Long also prepared two fine horses for the two of them, which, like Su Dao's bullets, were simply a token of gratitude.
Seeing that the roe deer skin bag that Bai Long had put down didn't seem to contain only tiger bones and tiger penises, Chen Tuo didn't open it, but instead asked directly:
"White Dragon, what else is in the roe deer skin bag?"
"A gun, the same kind of gun as the Type 56."
Chen Tuo didn't know what kind of gun it was, just like the Type 56.5, but Wu Laowai did.
"Bai Long, the Russian automatic rifle unit won't let us go down the mountain. Aren't you just making trouble for this kid?"
While hunters and hunters are allowed to carry guns, there are different types of guns; you certainly won't be allowed to carry light or heavy machine guns around.
Submachine guns and repeating guns are also regulated; it's not that you can just carry them around and flaunt them whenever you want just because you have them.
Although the Russian SKS is similar to the Type 56, the foreign serial number on it is not a fool.
If nothing unexpected happens, that's fine, but if something goes wrong, then the crime will be compounded.
Chen Tuo's Shui Lianzhu is officially registered with the town's armed forces department.
Even if the equipment Bai Long gave him was reported to the Armed Forces Department, if its source was questionable, Sun the Cripple wouldn't register it for him.
"Bailong, there's no need to be so polite. I can go up the mountain, and you can go down. After we eat, Uncle Wu and I will go down the mountain first, and we can talk about it later."
Su Dao and Bai Long both had ulterior motives towards him, which made Chen Tuo somewhat uncomfortable.
The root of his discomfort was that he had not formally settled down in Songling.
Many things have a critical juncture.
Chen Tuo's current hurdle is whether "New Life" can be published in Huacheng.
Or rather, whether he can become an overnight sensation with "New Life".
This takes time, ranging from half a month to a month.
Investing in Longjiang Literature and Art or Beidahuang Literature and Art might shorten the timeframe, but since both are within the province, they would be affected by the forestry system.
In short, the crucial moment now is in Huacheng in half a month or a month.
These past few days have been filled with activities like fishing, hunting bears, and even wiping out a wolf pack in the mountains. Chen Tuo needs to reflect on these experiences and turn them into material.
In his view, fishing and hunting were only a short-term means of livelihood; his real livelihood lay in writing.
"Alright! After you finish eating, you and Uncle Lao Wai can check on the hides before you go down the mountain. There are also two horses at the settlement that we'll give you."
After eating roasted wolf meat and roasted venison, and while looking at the hides, Chen Tuo took down a large amount of material.
How was the wolf attacked, where was it shot, and what were its reactions after being shot?
The hunters of Dobukuer are a wealth of material for each individual, and Chen Tuo only regretted not bringing a pen and notebook when he went up the mountain, so he couldn't record them all clearly.
During the search for the pelts, the seven damaged wolf pelts on Chen Tuo's sled were also left at the settlement.
Bai Long had someone take his measurements, saying there were leftover pelts to make him an Evenki wolfskin robe.
Su Dao had seen the high-waisted, chunky shoes that Bai Long had altered for him, and he had also promised to get him a few pairs of Suzhou-style leather boots.
Speaking of leather boots, Chen Tuo gave Su Dao advice after seeing the reindeer leather boots and deerskin boots worn by the hunters.
"Uncle Su Dao, could we start with boots? How about we get some Evenki boots?"
Upon hearing Chen Tuo's suggestion, Su Dao gave an awkward smile and pointed to Bai Long's boots.
"Chen Zhiqing, Bailong's boots are the famous Suohai boots from northern Xinjiang."
Looking at the leather boots on Bai Long's feet, which he called deerskin boots but were technically known as Suohai boots, Chen Tuo smiled before saying:
"Uncle Su Dao, just add a pointed toe and a Su-style sole, and you have an Evenki hunting boot!"
In Chen Tuo's view, both inheritance and culture have a source and origin.
Whether it's Soviet-style leather boots, Suohai boots, Mongolian-style boots, or deerskin or cowhide boots, they all originate from the extreme cold of minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius.
Simply changing the exterior and claiming it's part of your family's heritage—that's a logic that holds true everywhere...