Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Early the next morning.

Zoological Research Institute.

"Xiao Kun, let's go. Yesterday, someone from Chengnan Village came to urge us again. It seems the fox infestation there is quite serious."

"Alright, Uncle Cheng, shall we have the two of us then?"

"There are only the two of us in our unit. Other units will probably send people too. That village is a wasteland. It's been turned upside down by that little fox."

Upon hearing this, Chang Kun immediately recalled the two weasels he had encountered last time he hunted a weasel; those little weasels had still managed to wreak havoc on the farm's chicks.

Will we run into the fox spirit again this time?

The two got on their bicycles and rode for nearly two hours before arriving at Guangde Village.

As I entered the village, I encountered several villagers with dark circles under their eyes, looking as if they hadn't woken up yet.

As soon as I entered the brigade headquarters, I heard a loud voice: "Chang Kun! Brother Chang! You're here too!"

Immediately afterwards, a burly and imposing man rushed over, grabbed Chang Kun's arm, and burst into laughter.

Chang Kun took a closer look and chuckled: "Brother Qiang!"

The strong and capable man was none other than Qiang Jinnan, whom I had met last time while hunting weasels. He came from the army and specialized in hunting gazelles on the grasslands, providing additional food for the troops during this difficult time.

"Haha, I was just wondering if you'd come here so we could get together again, and I didn't expect you to actually show up!"

Qiang Nan looked excited and very happy.

"Are you alone this time? Where is Brother Wu?" Chang Kun remembered that last time they fought weasels, there was a guy named Wu Henggao in the army, a tall guy who was over 1.9 meters tall, who left a deep impression on him.

"He went back to his unit a long time ago. My sister-in-law is about to give birth, so I haven't been back yet. I just happened to come here because of the fox outbreak."

"Congratulations, Brother Qiang, your wife has given birth?"

"Haha, the birth of a son has delayed us, but it's also given us another chance to get together. It's all fate!"

"After we hunt the fox, let's have a good drink!"

The two were having a great time chatting when someone next to them interjected with a pained expression: "Boss, let's talk about it after we've beaten up the fox."

Seeing the group looking at him, the man introduced himself: "I'm Xiang Yituo, the security captain of Guangde Village. That fox... he's not easy to deal with!"

Chang Kun and Qiang Jinnan exchanged a glance, their expressions slightly grave.

Nowadays, each village collective has its own security team, and they are not lacking in long guns and short cannons. Now that the fox has bullied the village, the security team cannot solve the problem and has to ask the city and the army for help. Things are definitely not that simple.

"Leaders, the fox spirit leader who's causing trouble in the village is quite powerful..." Xiang Yituo said cautiously, afraid that any word he uttered would be interpreted as superstition.

"Ahem!" Qiang Jinnan coughed lightly, looked around the brigade headquarters, and seeing that only he and Chang Kun were there, he said, "Let's continue."

"About ten days ago, for some reason, every night, foxes would come into the village crying and howling. Some imitated a baby crying, some imitated a rooster crowing, and even more outrageous, some foxes imitated the moaning of the widow at the east end of the village..."

Chang Kun was dumbfounded. A fox could imitate a person's kang (heated brick bed) sound?

This was incredibly embarrassing for the villagers!

Xiang Yituo was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "The old people and children in the village couldn't sleep because of the disturbance, so I took the young men from the security team, armed with rifles and muskets, and went to the village to hunt foxes."

At this point, a look of horror appeared on Xiang Yituo's face as he slowly recounted how he had been bewitched and had run to a mass grave in the middle of the night to eat toads and earthworms.

After he finished speaking, the brigade headquarters fell silent.

Chang Kun turned to look at Qiang Jinnan, then at Cheng Rongjiang. Both of them swallowed hard, clearly surprised as well.

Superstitions were forbidden at this time, and the two of them found it hard to believe upon hearing such a thing.

"Boss, I wouldn't dare make this up; it's all based on my own experience." Looking at the people in front of him, Xiang Yituo was afraid that they would look down on Hu Zi, and he couldn't bear the responsibility if something went wrong.

Cheng Rongjiang was old and experienced, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but back down.

This is no ordinary little fox; it's like the legendary Grey Immortal, who was wounded by artillery fire from the People's Liberation Army and had to escape.

If this is also a fox spirit, it would probably take a large force and some cannons to deal with it.

"Xiao Kun, shall we...?" he began, trying to find an excuse to slip back to the city.

"Uncle Cheng, let me think about it." We've already come all this way, we can't just turn back before we've even seen the fox.

Qiang Jinan nodded in agreement: "Brother Chang, you provide the ideas, I'll provide the firepower."

He had fired countless bullets in the army and was very confident in his marksmanship.

When they hunted weasels last time, Chang Kun knew the prey's tracks like the back of his hand, which Qiang Jinnan greatly admired.

"Alright, let's wait until the foxes come to cause trouble in the village tonight and see what happens!"

Seeing a strong young man and a middle-aged man, both of whom listened to the young Chang Kun, Xiang Yituo was a little surprised and hoped that this man had real skills to drive away the fox and let the villagers get a good night's sleep.

"Leaders, the village canteen has cooked something, please make do with it." At this moment, the brigade leader walked in carrying a large pot. "There's nothing good in the village, please bear with us."

"Oh, what's this?" Qiang Jinnan stared wide-eyed at the pot.

Chang Kun took a closer look and smiled; this was a good thing.

"What's wrong, Brother Qiang? Never tried it before?"

Qiang Jinnan shook his head: "I've never eaten this before. What is all this colorful stuff?"

He joined the army at a young age and is not familiar with some of the local specialties in rural areas.

"This thing is called a bean worm; it's high in protein, comparable to beef."

"Beef?" Qiang Jinnan's eyes widened. He didn't know what bean worms were, but he certainly knew what beef was.

Ignoring the fact that it was too hot to eat, he picked up a piece with his chopsticks, threw it into his mouth without even blowing on it, and chewed it heartily.

Seeing Qiang Nan eating so happily, Chang Kun also felt a little tempted. In later generations, a single bean worm could sell for one or two yuan, and the price per kilogram was far higher than that of beef.

He picked one up, put it in his mouth, and bit into it a few times, but it had no flavor at all. Chang Kun curled his lip, thinking it was such a waste of good ingredients.

These bean worms were simply peeled, washed, and boiled in water with a little salt added; no wonder they had no flavor.

Seeing Qiang Nan enjoying his meal, Cheng Rongjiang was a little puzzled. What was so delicious about boiled bean worms? He had eaten them countless times when he was a child; they were tasteless and only served to fill his stomach.

"Are bean worms really that delicious?" He reached out and scooped one up, putting it in his mouth.

Qiang Jin Nan chuckled: "Whether it tastes good or not is not important. Didn't Brother Chang say it's similar to beef?"

As he spoke, he kept saying, "When I was in the army, sometimes when we were short of food, we would eat the big green caterpillars on the grass leaves. They look similar to this. Compared to this, the bean worm tastes much better."

Chang Kun gave a thumbs up, expressing his admiration and respect for the soldiers of that era.

He couldn't eat the large green caterpillars on the grass, and he could only barely manage to eat the boiled bean worms.

If you have the chance, catch some bean worms, give them a deep-frying bath, and fry them until they're crispy and crunchy. The taste is amazing...

Thinking of this, Chang Kun swallowed hard.