The wild boar let out its final death cry, then was impaled through the neck by long spears wielded by Shen Futang and Shen Guangfu, pinning it to the ground.
"Futang, this time your family of three only took down one, amazing."
"From now on, if you three aren't hunting wild boars, I won't even bother watching."
Chen Yang's move was swift and decisive, cooperating with his father-in-law and second uncle, they managed to kill a wild boar, faster than their gunfire.
"Getting old, getting old."
Old Master Tu looked at Chen Yang's arrow and recalled his younger days hunting wild boars.
Back then, he was nowhere near as calm as Chen Yang, shooting arrow after arrow, leaving the boar questioning its very existence.
"Dad, fire the gun."
Tu Erwa couldn't be bothered with his father's musings; he was in his prime. Aiming at the front leg of the wild boar charging past them, he fired his gun.
The boar stumbled instantly, falling to the ground, and Xiong Damao and the others followed up with more shots. Su Dan Novel Network.
Old Master Tu was also quick, firing a shot that struck the injured boar's other front leg.
From a distance, the crude guns might not pierce the wild boar's thick hide, failing to inflict a fatal wound. But at close range, the steel pellets fired from these guns could shatter bone.
This wild boar could no longer run, and everyone immediately swarmed forward, stabbing it to death.
Finally, the hunters from Liujia Village, following suit, hit a wild boar's leg. However, the boar had charged too quickly, and they didn't have time to reload gunpowder and pellets.
It was Xiong Damao, the sturdy man, who dropped his cooling gun, snatched a long spear from a nearby villager, and thrust it into the injured boar's neck.
The others followed, spearing this last wild boar to death on the ground.
The entire sweet potato field descended into chaos. The other wild boars let out mournful cries and fled in panic into the mountains.
This time, a total of five wild boars were killed.
This was a glorious achievement!
The Shen Family Brigade had suffered significant damage to their crops from these beasts over the years, but they could do nothing about them. This year, however, including the previous hunt by Chen Yang and his group, they had killed six wild boars in total.
It was likely that after the experience of so many of their companions being hunted today, these beasts would not dare to brazenly come to the village to ruin crops again.
The villagers dragged the five wild boars together. Looking at them, everyone's hearts were filled with joy.
Even slaughtering pigs for the Lunar New Year in the production team didn't afford them the luxury of killing five at once. This time, they had struck it rich.
"The blood is still warm, don't waste it."
"Everyone use poles and ropes to hang the boars up. Old Widow, hurry and cut the blood vessels, use basins to collect the pig's blood."
Last time they lacked experience, and killing one wild boar was a near-death experience. This time, the old Party branch secretary had more plans.
Pig's blood was a delicacy. Later, they would make a pig blood soup, with some chopped scallions sprinkled in, it would be incredibly delicious.
And draining the blood would prevent the meat from having blood streaks and smelling gamey.
"Everyone hurry and lend a hand. Once the blood dries, it won't flow."
"Quick, go to the river and bring buckets of water. Jianguo, where's the salt you were told to bring? Hurry and pour it into the basins with water to prepare for collecting the pig's blood."
Old Widow had been slaughtering pigs his entire life, but he had never processed five pigs at once, let alone five wild boars.
If he could properly butcher these pigs today, he could brag about it for the rest of his life.
Under the direction of the old Party branch secretary and Old Widow, the strong men soon lifted the wild boars.
These wild boars were not as large as the previous one, estimated to be around two to three hundred catties each. Looking at the five wild boars, everyone's mouths began to water.
Two large washbasins were filled with pig's blood before Old Widow finished draining all the blood from the five wild boars.
This was even after a lot of blood had already flowed out from the wounds during the fight; otherwise, there would have been even more.
"Go back and tell the women at home to boil water and prepare to scald the pig bristles."
"Bring out the ladders from home, prepare to hang the pigs for butchering. Call the butchers from all the villages over to divide the meat."
The old Party branch secretary looked at the five fat pigs, smacking his lips. Having served as the Party branch secretary of the production team for half his life, he had never spoken with such generosity.
Shen Futang felt he had reached the pinnacle of his life. Even Director Liu from the commune wasn't this lavish, distributing five pigs to the villagers at once.
"Old Party branch secretary, with so much pig's blood and offal this time, why don't we just not divide these? Have the production team's cooks bring their tools."
"Let's set up pots at the village entrance and make a pig-slaughtering feast with this offal. Let's celebrate today as if it were the New Year, and the entire brigade will have a lively gathering."
Chen Yang looked at the two large basins of pig's blood. This stuff, in a soup with some chopped scallions, would be incredibly fragrant.
And the pig liver and kidney, stir-fried with chives and chili, wouldn't it be delicious?
The wild boar stomach and intestines were even better. Cleaned, seasoned with star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, and then braised, sliced, mixed with cilantro, minced garlic, and drizzled with chili oil, the taste would be simply divine.
"Young Yang, your suggestion is excellent."
"We were just about to start digging the irrigation channel today, and the wild boars delivered meat. This is a good omen."
"We'll celebrate the New Year early this year, the entire village will have a pig-slaughtering feast, and every household will receive meat."
Shen Futang waved his hand. Having lived for more than half his life, he had few days as happy as today.
"Meat, meat, meat!"
The villagers below were even happier. The offal from five pigs was neither abundant nor scarce. If it were divided among everyone, it certainly wouldn't be enough for everyone.
But made into a pig-slaughtering feast, at least everyone would get a taste of pig blood soup.
And the pig liver and kidneys, with plenty of chives, and everyone getting a little bit of the flavorful meat scraps.
These were just appetizers; the main event was yet to come with the meat division.
The Shen Family Brigade had over two thousand people. These five wild boars, over a thousand catties of meat, divided per person, each would get about four to five liang of meat. With families now having several mouths to feed, each family would likely receive one to two catties of meat.
Even during the New Year, they were never this well-off. Smiles never left their faces!
"Those who need to go home to get bowls and chopsticks should go quickly. Leave a few people here to help scald the pig bristles."
"Same as last time, those who contributed to the pig hunt will have priority in meat distribution, getting more. The rest will be divided equally."
"Old Master Tu, Young Yang, and the few who fired guns, do you have any objections?"
At this time, it was not like the small families of the future; the production brigade still took care of the majority of people.
"The old Party branch secretary's arrangements are always sound. I have no objections."
Old Master Tu's family had two main hunters, so they wouldn't be shortchanged on meat, no matter how it was divided.
Chen Yang also had no objections. He, his father-in-law, and his second uncle had killed almost one wild boar among the three of them. The old Party branch secretary had always been fair, and their family's share of meat would not be lacking.
Although he didn't lack the money to buy meat, it was still meat he had hunted himself, and he wouldn't refuse his rightful share.
"Old Party branch secretary, when have your arrangements ever gone wrong? We have no objections."
The other hunters from different villages also had nothing to say. They would definitely receive more than ordinary people. The thought of the white, fatty pork made everyone swallow involuntarily.