The last section of the road to the forest farm was already a dirt road, and the car was not driving fast and was still a little bumpy. Fortunately, this section of the road was not long more than a thousand meters and arrived in a flash.

There were some treated logs piled up in a large open space in the jungle, and children were playing at the door of the largest house nearby.

After getting off the car, Zhang Cheng asked the child at the door and realized that he was the child of Madison, the forest farm manager. Finally, he arrived. Madison's child called out his father Madison. Zhang Cheng saw that he was a tall and strong white man in his thirties, wearing a denim outfit very casually, and did not look like a professional manager. However, this was a forest farm and not an office building.

After Zhang Cheng announced his name, he shook hands with Madison. Zhang Cheng felt that the man's hands were rough, obviously not pampered, like the hands of migrant workers who often work.

Madison felt that the boss was too young, but he had a lot of strength. After chatting for a few polite words, Madison went back to the house and took a hat to lead Zhang Cheng and others to a more intimate vacation villa.

The villa is not far from here, and there are no trees around the house a hundred meters. One is for lighting, and the other is to prevent some animals who are good at climbing trees from entering the house through the chimney or window along the branches. If the squirrel is not a big problem, it will be cute. If the person crawled into the window is a cougar or a jaguar, there is something to play with.

On the way, the Madison Manager said: "If you want to hunt, there are no bears this season. Take as many wild boars as possible. Wild boars often destroy saplings. Even adult trees are often killed by wild boars. They like to grind their teeth with bark. The wild boar meat tastes good, especially small wild boars and female wild boars. The lake and salmon river are open and do not freeze in winter. There are delicious salmons to catch from autumn to winter in the streams and lakes. You will know that I have found someone to organize the room and can live in it."

Zhang Cheng asked another question: "I see that the weekly salary of loggers on the salary list is only US$400, and your weekly salary is only US$650, isn't it too low?"

Madison said: "We did not join the Forestry Workers Union, otherwise you would pay us 25% more weekly salary on this basis. To be honest, we all think that kind of thing is meaningless, we pay the membership fee every quarter and have to attend meetings regularly. Wasting time, we call union people a meeting fan.

The salary here is not high, but because our meat is obtained by hunting in the forest and fishing in the water, it saves the expense of buying meat. Whoever catches the prey will belong to whoever has the skin. If you have good marksmanship, you will also have a good extra money income every year. Of course, if you prohibit us from hunting in the forest, you will have to raise our wages and provide meat."

"Oh, that's the case. It's better as usual. Isn't it said that wild boars often destroy saplings?" Zhang Chengxin said that although Americans do not rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on water to eat the water, they understand this principle.

Madison said: "It's not just wild boars that like to destroy, but brown bears, but fortunately most brown bears go to bed this season. Of course, if there are some people who don't like to sleep, we'll let them sleep after we meet them.

The meat we eat here mainly comes from wild boars, deer, hares and fish, and a small number of wolves. There are not many brown bears here. After fighting a few remaining ones, they are more honest and they run away when they smell humans. When hunting, be careful of injured wild boars and cougars. They are good at attacking targets with anger after being hurt, and the other is good at lurking and hunting. You know that it is good to bring a hunting dog, but I think it is still a little smaller."

Zhang Cheng: "It's a little smaller, this is a Bengal tiger."

Madison: "Oh, God. Such a small Bengal tiger is simply food when it comes to the woods. Whether it is a wild boar or a wolf, he can be easily torn apart. I suggest you better hold him."

Zhang Cheng: "I will pay attention. Thank you for the reminder."

When the little white tiger got off the bus and saw such a natural scene, he did not have the awareness of entering the jungle and roaring in the mountains and forests. Instead, he chose to shrink into the arms of the leaves and shivered. Although there were Siberian tigers, most cats were afraid of the cold.

When we arrived at the villa, Madison asked a few words before we went back. Everyone found a room to live in the villa. The decoration here was two levels lower than that of Zhang Cheng's villa in Nevada. It seems that the owners here did not regard this place as a permanent place to live. For Zhang Cheng, they also came to play occasionally, with rooms, electricity, and water, and the Internet.

Zhang Cheng found a phone book in the room in the master bedroom with some phone calls on it. When Zhang Cheng saw that these were all phones with ambiguous names, such as sweetheart massage shop, baby cat massage shop, big tit massage shop, and butt massage shop...

Well, it’s very hard to not be a woman in Nevada. But it’s also very hard to not be a woman in Nevada. You don’t know which one on the phone book is made by the US Police Department. The fishing hotline for a plainclothes policewoman, if you jump up, then your lawyer will have some fun.

After tidying up and resting in the room, my aunt came to the master bedroom and asked Zhang Cheng: "Are you going to the refrigerator in the car to cook with meat or go hunting and fishing at noon? Is it too late?"

Zhang Chengyi thought: "Of course I have to eat wild game when I get here, so I will go and cook. Soon."

Taking Remington, Zhang Cheng went into the forest alone. There were planned trees here. Except for the seedling area, the trees were straight, thick and tall. Those trees that refused to grow up well were cut down by loggers when they were bent.

When Zhang Cheng encountered some noise on the way, he saw that there were rabbits and squirrels, and he didn't have two pounds of meat on his body. Besides, after Remington shot him, he probably had shotguns and steel balls in his flesh.

Zhang Cheng was looking for traces of wild boars, deer or wolf, and he captured such a piece of food for a few days. After wandering around the forest for a while, Zhang Cheng heard a strange rustling sound. He approached the origin of the sound and saw a half-large wild boar rubbing his wild boar with his skin and fir bark under a fir tree. He was excited and even hummed with satisfaction.

This is a tree that harmed my family. When Zhang Cheng saw the behavior of the wild boar, he couldn't help but think of this. He subconsciously raised his gun and shot it. The shot was misleading. Zhang Cheng had not practiced shooting for a long time, and his strength has been increasing recently. The recoil of the gun has been almost completely controlled by Zhang Cheng's hand.

All shotguns hit the wild boar. The soil and gunfire from the bullets flew scared the wild boar. When other animals heard the gunfire, they might turn around and run away. But the wild boar's thinking was still in my territory when I was the time when I was in charge. When I saw the enemy coming, I rushed over.

Xiao Cheng, who has the courage, praised the wild boar in his heart and said that he did not shoot on the road to charge. What Zhang Cheng feared most was that the prey ran away when they saw people. If he didn't run away, then what else would he be afraid of?

The moment the wild boar rushed to Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng turned around and raised his foot to step on the wild boar's neck, and fixed the wild boar to the ground. Then Zhang Cheng stepped on the wild boar's neck and aimed Remington in his hand at the head of the boar's head at zero distance, and asked, "Let's see how you can hide this time."

With a "bang", the wild boar's body shook, and then there was no movement. Zhang Cheng took out a knife to bleed the wild boar. Originally, Zhang Cheng knew that killing pigs should bleed alive, but it seemed to be too cruel, so he finally changed to bleed after death. After the knife cuts the neck of the wild boar, it cuts the wild boar's belly and removes all the internal organs of the boar.
Chapter completed!