Everyone hurriedly responded: "I'm willing."

In this way, Wu Zhuang, Mao He (nicknamed Mao Hai), Liu Daniu, Wu Yun, Wu Fei, Li San, Li Chun, Zhang Lang, Zhang Tie, Wang Hong, Wang Liang, Feng Huan. There were twelve people in total, plus Wu Song had thirteen people. Even if Wu Song’s express delivery company took the first step, does it take a career? What you need most is manpower, hearts must be united, people’s hearts must be united, and Mount Tai will move.

Everyone burned yellow paper and drank chicken blood. Twelve people worshiped their elder brother Wu Song as their elder brother. Next, they bought a big cart, bought horses, and prepared to drive. It was easy to find a carpenter to build a big cart, but two jin of money is enough, but mules are expensive, costing more than ten jin of money. It is not enough to have a mule. It also requires building sheds and fodders, which cost money, and it costs thousands of things. Of course, Wu Song's grief is useless. The most urgent thing is to train his subordinates. Heroes are everywhere in troubled times. If you have guns, you are the king of grass. If you have money or not, you are delivering vegetables to others.

In the morning, I continued to exercise and set out to the woods without anything else, hanging a few sandbags, making sandbags, doing push-ups, etc. This time, Wu Song didn't go, so he arranged for Daniu to be supervising. Whoever dared to be lazy is just one word, typing.

There were only two people left at home, Wu Song and Wu Zhuang. They worked hard for a while before they set up a cage for the leopard and put it in. The sika deer was still tied up. Wu Song carried a knife and prepared to bear this guy and add some food to the evening.

Wu Zhuang suggested: "Brother, don't kill me. Those who sell live are more valuable than those who die. All the officials and nobles like to keep them at home. I guess such a big stag can be worth twenty or thirty stakes, and two mules can be topped with them."

Wu Song touched and said, "Our old Wu family is from the hometown, so don't you be an official? There are people in the court who can do things."

Wu Zhuang scratched his head: "There is definitely not a high-ranking official. We don't have a distant uncle, Wu Zhang, who is a county magistrate in the county. It is more suitable for us to find him in front of driving officials."

The county magistrate of Qinghe is only a seventh-rank official. The county magistrate is one level younger than the county magistrate. He is not as good as the seventh-rank official. However, in the eyes of the little people, he is already a great official. As the saying goes, the prefect who destroyed the family and the county magistrate who destroyed the family, his power cannot be underestimated. In Wu Song's memory, Wu Zhang is quite good. When he was a child, he gave the poverty alleviation funds that the court allocated every year to himself. In recent years, the court itself said that there were poor households, so the poverty alleviation funds were gone.

Wu Song said: "Okay, don't worry about this matter for now. Let's raise the deer to your house first and let your aunt help you raise it. If you are covered with a bag of bean cakes, don't let your aunt lose weight by starving the deer."

Wu Song was willing to buy a lot of bean cakes and oats, and asked Wu Zhuang to bring the sika deer back to his house to raise.

At noon, Wu Song led a group of people to do basic training in the woods. Everyone was very enthusiastic in their practice. Originally, there was no farm work in winter, and the young men only ate two meals of porridge, but they also ate a lot after this exercise. As the saying goes, half of the eldest son was poor, and Wu Song's usual private money was not enough, so he couldn't get a salary, so he had to find a way.

"Hao Child, come here." Wu Song called Hair over.

"What's the matter with brother?"

Wu Song said: "Our dozens of long mouths have a lot of expenses to eat, so it is not a good idea to sit and eat empty-handed. I heard that you have hunted, but you know where there are more prey."

Mao Chi said: "I used to hunt with an old hunter, but it was just hunting dogs and rabbits, catching pheasants and turtle doves. The biggest prey was to go to the mountains to catch wild boars and grizzlies. This season is the time when there are too many wild boars and grizzlies."

Wu Song nodded: "Okay, you go and prepare a net, frame it with wood, and I'll prepare some bait."

The situation in the Northern Song Dynasty was different from the present. Tigers and wolves were common, and there were frozen bones on the road of wine and meat, so there was no way to protect these common pheasants and pheasants.

Wu Song learned hunting during the wild survival training, but now he finally had the opportunity to practice it. He found a quiet pine forest where there were many turtledoves and pigeons. Wu Song scattered carefully prepared bait, then fixed the net to the tree, and took the rope from a distance dozens of meters away to hide with the hairy child.

Mao Chi said: "This is the same as catching sparrows in winter. Can it be catching pheasants, turtle doves?"

"I have no problem. Let's wait patiently and don't talk." Wu Song and Mao Hai waited patiently for a while. Sure enough, four fat pigeons came, and they were also hungry. The pigeons were also not vigilant. As soon as Wu Song let go of the net, Mao Hai grabbed the four pigeons and put them in the cage. Then he continued. The next time he was lucky, a few turtle doves came. This guy was so smart and very vigilant when eating. When the net fell, he flew away and caught five turtle doves in the morning.

But today is enough, so it’s enough to match the nutrition. In the afternoon, everyone cooperated with each other in the woods and chased the hare. Wu Song took Zhang Tie to the last head of the village. Zhang Tie’s father was a lame man with a wound on his left leg. Before he could enter the yard, he heard the sound of ding-dangling irons.

"Uncle Zhang, you are working. I bring you two pigeons and stew soup tonight and drink two sips." Wu Song said.

When Zhang Tiejun saw that it was Wu Song, he put down the hoe he was repairing in his hand and came to sit down with Wu Song.

"Erlang is here, you have to worry about learning martial arts from you. You should beat and scold you." said Zhang Tie.

Wu Song smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, Zhang Tie is my brother and will teach you carefully. Today I come here to ask you for help in some things. I must know that I am going to drive a car and escort goods. The initial investment is relatively large, so I want to hunt wild boars in the mountains. You can work hard to build some guys."

Wu Song said as he put the only 800 cents on the table. Zhang Blacksmith said: "The hunting forks are ready-made, and the hunting knife can be used, but the bows and arrows are not good. Hunting wild boars is very risky. You have to think about it."

"Just follow your hunting fork, and you follow my size. This is a sketch." Wu Song handed a hunting knife picture to Zhang Blacksmith. When Zhang Blacksmith saw that the hunting knife looked like a dog leg, two feet long, one foot and six feet inches in the blade, and four inches of the hilt. This is an ordinary big dog leg knife, hunting in the mountains and killing prey.

"No problem, you come and get a hunting knife in three days." Zhang Blacksmith said. I will prepare the hunting fork for you now. Uncle Zhang usually sells goods in the market and uses thirteen hunting forks with good date wood, all of which are three-strand hunting forks that are standard five-foot long.

Wu Song thanked again: "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang, I'll catch a fat rabbit for Uncle Zhang these days."
Chapter completed!