Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

Li Guangkun cooperated with the film crew to shoot the topics and materials that Director Xiao had thought of in advance in his notebook.

At first, there were some stumbles, but after getting used to a few topics, Li Guangkun gradually got into the swing of things and clearly entered the zone.

It has to be said that Li Guangkun is a real talent. Ordinary people need a long time to get used to the pressure and discomfort of facing a camera, but he only needs to adapt for a short time and can already talk fluently in front of the camera.

Faced with such excellent camera performance, the footage that was originally planned to take one or two days to shoot was actually mostly shot in one take, and more than half of it was shot in just one morning.

Yue Feng couldn't offer much help with the filming, so he quietly watched Li Guangkun's performance, repeatedly recalling some things written in the family's secret manual.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was almost noon.

Without Li Guangkun even having to say anything, his wife and sister-in-law were already busy in the kitchen.

The Li family really went to great lengths to entertain these distinguished guests.

They brought back all sorts of ingredients that ordinary farmers would never dare to buy for their daily lives, and the grand finale was a whole two-year-old domestic goose.

Just after midnight, a large spread of dishes was served on the kang table.

Yue Feng, Xiao Weimin, and Li Guangkun took off their shoes, sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), and warmed up some strong liquor near the fire wall.

Li Guangkun turned around and placed the preheated liquor pot on the table: "Try our local liquor! It's a small-batch sorghum liquor. I wouldn't say it's super mellow, but it's definitely strong enough!"

Yue Feng, having met a kindred spirit, naturally wouldn't spoil the mood, and Xiao Weimin, who also had a high alcohol tolerance, quickly filled the three of them with baijiu.

"Come on! On behalf of the Li family, I welcome you! Let's have some food first to calm our nerves!" Li Guangkun said, thus starting the meal.

Yue Feng picked up a peanut and ate it. He had to admit that his sister-in-law's cooking was really well done.

After the group ate some food, Li Guangkun picked up his wine glass.

"A thousand cups of wine are not enough when drinking with a bosom friend; all eagle lovers under heaven are friends! Let's have a sip! Slow down a bit, the wine is a bit strong!"

Yue Feng also picked up his wine glass and took a sip; instantly, a fiery sensation shot from his throat all the way to his heart.

No wonder Li Guangkun said this liquor was strong; it must have an alcohol content of at least 65%. Even though Yue Feng has a good tolerance for alcohol, he couldn't handle it.

For this level of alcohol, without using a strong brew, about eight ounces of liquor would be enough.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Li, this liquor of yours is really strong!" Yue Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

"Haha, Brother Yue, have a couple of slices of meat to settle down! Our local liquor has a high alcohol content, but it's very pure and fragrant. Take another sip later, and you should be able to taste the sweetness!"

Li Guangkun even changed how he addressed Yue Feng, which showed that he was in a very good mood.

Yue Feng picked up a piece of pig's ear, pressed it down, and the burning sensation in his stomach subsided slightly.

The three chatted for a few minutes, then raised their glasses again.

Having prepared himself mentally, Yue Feng downed another swig of baijiu.

Strangely enough, even though it was a high-proof liquor, the second sip wasn't as spicy. Instead, a sweet taste emerged from the back of his tongue, which surprised Yue Feng.

To be honest, ever since Yue Feng made friends with these rich and powerful young men, his family has never run out of good wine.

However, in terms of taste, the aftertaste of this baijiu is quite amazing.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the topics of conversation at the dinner table became increasingly varied.

Xiao Weimin was also a master of conversation. He started by talking about everyday matters, then moved on to the more lively falconry season in Yingtun a few years ago, and then talked about the specific details of Li Guangkun's previous fights.

These are grown men; after a few drinks, their storytelling ability doubles. The group ate, drank, and chatted, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.

Before they knew it, the three of them had finished off the two-jin bottle of liquor.

Yue Feng felt a slight heat in his cheeks, his mind was clear, but his brain was working a little slowly, and he didn't feel drunk at all.

When Li Guangkun brought out the second barrel of wine, Xiao Weimin waved his hand before Yue Feng could refuse.

"Let's stop drinking here for today! We still have filming this afternoon! Drinking too much will affect our work schedule!"

Li Guangkun nodded: "Alright, we'll listen to Brother Xiao! Xiaofeng, are you alright? Why aren't you saying anything!"

Yue Feng grinned: "I rarely drink this much. Brother Li, you and Brother Xiao both have huge capacity for alcohol. I've reached my limit!"

"We still have work to do this afternoon, so let's eat more vegetables! Here, have a piece of goose meat!"

"it is good…"

……

The lunch lasted from 12:00 noon until 1:40 pm.

Yue Feng experienced a brief bout of fever in his cheeks, but gradually recovered after drinking some tea.

I originally thought that the afternoon would just be spent shooting some footage and chatting about trivial things, with no substantial footage to show.

As a result, Li Guangkun, who had been drinking, insisted on performing a line from a ritual to appease the Eagle God, which stunned Yue Feng.

It turns out that Lao Li was a little reserved when facing the filming in the morning, but once he had the right amount of alcohol, he was in the right state of mind.

He went to the next room, changed into a folk costume that looked like that of a shaman, and hummed in an incomprehensible tone as he appeared on camera.

Yue Feng is also a native of Northeast China. He grew up in the Northeast and is quite familiar with local religious sects such as shamanism. He has also seen folk customs such as spirit mediumship or shamanistic rituals in the village.

Li Guangkun's routine may seem similar to ordinary shamanistic rituals at first glance, but once he gets into the zone, it becomes distinctly different.

As the tone continued, a desolate and primitive atmosphere began to emerge. Yue Feng's mind, slightly sluggish from drinking, seemed to have returned to that era of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

What impressed Yue Feng the most was that when the eulogy was sung to the end, the feathers on the crown stood up and moved on their own without any wind. Xiao Weimin and Yue Feng exclaimed in amazement at this sight.

……

For half the afternoon, Yue Feng was still savoring the special performance. From Li Guangkun's devout eyes, Yue Feng could tell that his mind was very pure and clean, not the kind of 'clever person' full of mercenary and calculating thoughts.

The afternoon's filming was successfully completed. Li Guangkun showed the camera a lot of equipment used for training and releasing eagles in the area, providing the film crew with plenty of footage to fill the time.

Yue Feng wasn't particularly interested in most of these eagle tools, except for one that left a deep impression on him.

It was an arm guard carved and interlocked from the bones of an unknown animal and cowhide. The eagle that had just been caught yesterday could easily stand on the arm guard, and the person holding the eagle could not feel the eagle's exaggerated gripping strength at all.

"Brother Li, you have to lend me this thing!" Yue Feng said, looking at the armband on his arm with great surprise after trying it on. Li Guangkun waved his hand and said very readily, "Don't even mention lending it to you, take it if you like! Just return it to me when you're done playing with it! This thing is an old item, passed down from my great-grandfather's generation, it's been around for decades!"

"Okay, I'll go back and find some materials and make a few new ones in its shape! These sculptors have such powerful claws that even two layers of ordinary arm guards aren't enough to guarantee safety! Wearing arm guards while sculpting will be much safer!"

"That makes sense! Even gloves made of thick cowhide are not as effective as these arm guards!"
"By the way, Brother Yuefeng, what are your plans for the future? Since you have some free time, I really need to visit you. Can you take me to the club?" Li Guangkun asked with a clear purpose.

Yue Feng's promise to visit was not just empty words. He immediately said, "We should be able to stay at the guesthouse for about another day tomorrow. Brother Xiao needs to organize some relevant materials. If there are no problems, we will leave by the day after tomorrow at the latest!"

I'll probably get home in about two days. I'll be back at the club a little later, so it should be around three days by now!

Okay, let's do this: one week. I'll call you then to arrange a specific date. Once you arrive at my place, we'll stay for a couple of days to hang out, and then we'll go to Beijing together!

By then, the club's exhibition should be about to start!

"Okay, I'll leave you the village office's phone number. I'll wait for your call!"

"That's it!"

……

After a drink and a day together, Yue Feng had begun to accept Li Guangkun as a person.

In Xiao Weimin's words, this is a talented individual. If possible, Yue Feng very much hopes to recruit him into the club's middle management.

If we can bring him in, it will significantly improve the club's 'technical' strength.

As darkness fell, the film crew's vehicle left Yingtun, and Yue Feng followed them back to the guesthouse.

Hearing the noise, Jinlong dashed out of the house.

"Xiaofeng, you're finally back!"

Hearing this, Yue Feng was taken aback: "What's wrong, Young Master Jin? What happened?"

"Don't even mention it. I had nothing to do at the guesthouse during the day, so I idly fiddled with that gray spear and got into trouble. Xiao Jun doesn't know yet, and I didn't dare tell him!"

Yue Feng was taken aback: "Huh? What's going on with Gray Spear? Don't panic, tell me slowly!"

Jinlong scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It's my fault! You said before that this thing has a bad personality and is a lunatic, and I was a little unconvinced."

"I was bored during the day, so I picked up the stand and started fiddling with it! But this gray spear was acting up, howling and struggling, and I accidentally broke off a large feather from its wing!"

"Da Ling is on sale?" Upon hearing this, Yue Feng's heart skipped a beat.

"Ok!"

Jinlong was afraid that Yue Feng would be angry, so his tone was a little hesitant.

"Let's see what's going on first, then we'll talk about other things!" Yue Feng was relatively calm and strode into the house.

People who don't know much about this might not realize that a broken feather is no big deal. It's not like it's disposable; it just molts and grows a new one.

If it were a relatively ordinary eagle or something, this idea would be fine.

However, it's a bit disappointing if the large feathers of a grey gyrfalcon are broken.

Gyrfalcons are a very rare species of falconry, and in the falconry circle, owning a gyrfalcon naturally sets a very high standard.

If the gyrfalcon in your hand loses feathers, especially the large feathers on its wings, its value from an ornamental point of view will be greatly reduced.

Once it molts, it will be the following year. By then, the gyrfalcon's physical condition will have declined, and it will no longer have the plumage of a chick, significantly reducing its value.

It's like a rare and beautiful piece of jade. If it's flawless, it's worth a fortune. But if it accidentally gets a tiny, inconspicuous crack, it can be seen as a flaw by certain buyers.

When Yue Feng returned to his room, he saw the gray gyrfalcon perched on the falcon stand with its hat on.

At first glance, there seemed to be no problem. Yue Feng put on the cage sleeves, lifted the eagle, and carefully examined the integrity of the feathers along the edge of its wings.

Amidst the piercing screams of the gray spear, Yue Feng saw the broken feather.

"How is it? Is there any way to salvage it?" Jinlong asked cautiously.

Yue Feng frowned slightly and sighed: "The creases are quite deep, and it will be difficult to repair them perfectly. However, if you scald them with boiling water, the creases can be restored to about 70-80%, and they won't be very noticeable unless you look closely!"

"Well, could you lend a hand and fix it? It's better than it is now! If it's fixed, will the feathers break when it tries to fly?"

Yue Feng shook his head: "It shouldn't be a big problem! The large feather's frame is quite thick in the middle, it's not that fragile! How did you manage to break it?"

"Hey, don't even mention it. I made it howl like crazy, so I sprayed water to try and increase the intensity, and this guy completely went crazy!"
I lost my grip on the five-foot-long staff, and it slipped from my hand, sending me scurrying under the bed! The creases on the slats suggest it hit something hard!

The damage is done, there's no point in pursuing blame anymore. Yue Feng nodded: "Go to the front desk and ask for a kettle of hot water. Let's lend a hand and see how much we can recover!"

"Okay, I'll go get it!"

Soon, Jinlong went to the front desk to ask for hot water, while Yuefeng sighed and searched for Ying's eagle jacket in his bag.

To repair the creases in the feathers, the eagle must be immobilized. While high-temperature steam can make the creases bulge back up, it also damages the feathers to some extent, so it should be avoided if possible.

When Jinlong returned with the hot water, Yuefeng also tightened the gray spear with his eagle-feathered jacket.

The guy felt restrained and let out a pig-like scream, making a huge fuss.

Yue Feng exposed the broken shank and heated it locally with high-temperature steam.

After a few seconds of steaming, the crease was clearly restored, leaving only a mark that could only be seen with a close look.

Yue Feng pursed his lips and examined it carefully for a few moments before saying, "The effect is alright! Don't mess with this thing anymore, there's no room for training! If it can't even keep its complete set of feathers, the best outcome is to release it back into the wild! Where did Xiao Jun go? Isn't he resting at the guesthouse?"

Jinlong looked around at the creases several times, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that they were basically invisible.

"He received a call from Brother Jianjun this morning and then drove off. I don't know what else happened! It scared me to death! Now that he's tidied up, he looks alright!"

"We'll have to leave tomorrow or the day after, right?" Yue Feng nodded and continued to ask.

"Probably. We've caught all the eagles, so there's nothing more for us to do here! By the way, how did the filming of the people go today? Is that Li Guangkun reliable?"

“This is a capable person! I’ve decided to assess him, and if he’s interested, I’d like to invite him to join our club!” Yue Feng said without reservation.

"A capable person? Didn't you say that these people in Eagle Village aren't very capable?" (End of Chapter)