The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 120 119. Aerial Predator

The pair shared some intimate time in the car last night before Jasmine headed home.

He found that the nourishment of love can not only significantly improve the quality of sleep at night, but also make people feel refreshed when they wake up in the morning.

It would be a pity to throw away the two big tusks of the wild boar, so Lin Feng planned to make them into handicrafts.

It would be more professional to send it to the town to find a craftsman who could do it more professionally. For example, the Indian named "Howling Wolf" had seen similar decorations in his shop before.

But Lin Feng is ready to do it himself, so the things he produces in this way are meaningful.

It's heavy in the hand, about as thick as two adult fingers, and about 20 centimeters long.

Long and curved, the surface has natural lines and texture, exuding a primitive beauty.

It's like a Swiss Army Knife. If it's pushed up and down, no matter how thick-skinned or thick-skinned the person is, it's probably not something he can stand.

Lin Feng took Fang to the utility room, where he could easily find tools.

First, he used a sharp knife to slice away the base of the tusk, making it flat and easy to handle.

Next, clean it. There is still meat and fat on the fangs, which looks a bit disgusting.

Then there is the dirt that the wild boar got when it rolled on the ground. Time has also left traces. There are a few things that look like growth rings, which may be growth lines.

When wild boars are free, they like to grind their teeth on trees, leaving traces over time that cannot be replaced by industrial imitations.

Lin Feng put on gloves, wiped off the residue with cotton cloth, and washed it in water.

It hasn't been polished yet, but it's already very bright.

At this time, the little wolverine rushed in, tilting his head and looking around curiously.

Now we can no longer call the little wolverine. It has grown up a lot compared to before. We often see it chasing hares in the pasture.

I came in, took a few glances, and then ran away from the door. Since the temperature rose, a family of three ended their semi-hibernation and got out of the hole.

When the temperature drops below zero, I will probably continue to sleep in. It’s really a magical day.

After cleaning, Lin Feng applied a special protective agent to the surface of the fangs to prevent further oxidation and damage.

This was a little trick that Uncle David taught him. He had done one before, but the fangs were less than ten centimeters. Once while riding a horse, he accidentally dug into his buttocks. He screamed in pain and got angry. Throw it into the trash can.

When polishing, use sandpaper of different thicknesses, from coarse to fine, to gradually polish the surface of the fangs.

This process requires extreme patience and concentration, as a little carelessness can destroy the natural beauty of the tusks.

During the polishing process, the natural texture of the tusks needs to be preserved to give it a more wild and original taste.

Those with professional equipment can also perform micro carvings, engrave names or even paint on them.

This is difficult for Lin Feng, but he prefers to retain the original beauty of the fangs.

The progress was relatively smooth, and two fangs were finished in one morning.

Then put it in the oven and bake it until it becomes hard. This is the final step.

In about a few minutes, a pair of fangs decorations are completed.

Lin Feng planned to hang one of them in the car to make the Silverado look more powerful.

The other smaller one was hung on the keychain, hoping it wouldn't stick in the butt like the uncle did.

In fact, you can also use wood to make a base and put the fangs on it as a craft. It would definitely be nice to put in your home.

He missed the big antlers he met yesterday. They were good materials for crafts. He hoped that he would have such good luck again in a while.

On the second day of team building at the ranch, Lin Feng gave David and Charlie a holiday.

The morning sun shines on the pasture, and Lin Feng has already started his day's work.

"Uncle, you don't have to patrol today. Have a good rest." Lin Feng smiled and said to David, who had just gotten up.

David rubbed his eyes and yawned, "It couldn't be better, thank you BOSS."

When Lin Feng walked past the wooden house at the far end, he saw Catherine combing her hair, her radiant face looking particularly touching, while David stood at the door with a tired look on his face.

He couldn't help but joked: "Ms. Catherine, it seems that Uncle David worked very hard last night!"

Catherine blushed and glanced at Lin Feng angrily: "Mr. Lin, you really like to joke." David smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, don't make fun of me, my old bones can't stand the torture. ."

"Haha, just kidding." Lin Feng smiled and patted David on the shoulder, "Work at home today and work on the ranch tomorrow."

David spread his hands and went back to the house to catch up on his sleep.

In the morning, Lin Feng inspected the ranch alone.

Since getting the compound crossbow, he has become much less interested in the Mossberg shotgun. During this time, he became obsessed with playing with crossbows, and the feel of the crossbow made him want to stop playing.

At this time, there was no trace of snow in the pasture, but the top of the mountain in the distance was still covered in silver, shining brightly in the sunlight.

A strong contrast is displayed before our eyes: on one side is the warmth of the loess, on the other side is the coldness of the white snow, with occasional glimpses of green vitality.

It is estimated that the snow there will gradually melt only when spring comes and the flowers bloom.

A row of North American brent geese flew gracefully overhead. Their goal was Tranquility Lake, heading south without hesitation.

The base camp of these black geese is located on the island in the middle of the lake, and their living habits and patterns are revealed.

Usually, in the early morning, they fly to the densely planted swamps near the lake in search of food for the day. After you are full, fly back to the lake to drink water and rest.

In the afternoon, these geese will continue to feed along the lakeshore until the afterglow of sunset fills the lake.

At night, they choose to inhabit the vast sea, and Tranquility Lake provides a natural shelter.

In the pasture, these wild geese live a carefree life, as if they are in paradise.

Unless one day, Lin Feng thinks that they need to be controlled, otherwise the peaceful life will always be so comfortable and comfortable.

The night Lin Feng and Jia Simin spent the night on the island, they witnessed the boldness and curiosity of these black geese.

Not only are they not afraid of humans, they also boldly come over to grab the grilled fish.

That scene is still vivid in my mind.

Brent geese are one of the largest birds on the ranch.

Their wingspan is almost one and a half meters wide, and their height is about one meter.

Meanwhile, there is a bird called the Lesser Brent Goose, which is relatively small and has a short neck.

These small brant geese usually mix with the larger brent geese to form a large group. They only separate when the breeding season comes and each looks for a partner to build a nest and reproduce.

Brent geese are relatively friendly to ranches, but they are a headache for ranchers in the South Side.

Because in winter, these geese will enter farmland and consume large amounts of winter wheat and barley, which is undoubtedly a loss to farmers.

Not long after the geese flew by, a bird with a larger wingspan appeared in the sky.

It is supposed to be an eagle-like raptor.

This guy followed the geese with evil intentions, preparing to attack.

The geese also sensed the danger and began to change their formations, protecting the old, young, sick and weak in the center of the team, while the strong ones flew outside to escort them.

This scene reminded Lin Feng of the bald eagle that barged in at the previous Karen Bull Riding Competition. Once these raptors set their sights on a target, it is difficult to let go.

Unlike the last bald eagle, this one does not have white head feathers, but it is larger and stronger.

Soon, an unlucky brent goose became its target.

The big eagle swooped down quickly and pecked the wild goose a few times before losing its balance and falling into the air. Then it turned over and took the brent goose in its mouth and flew away. It was estimated that the brent goose had expired.

One hit kills him, what a ruthless character!

Lin Feng looked up at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little sore in his neck. He hoped that the big eagle was just passing by and would not stay over the pasture for a long time.

Because he would have to let the sheep out for air later, those Tennessee sheep would easily faint once they were stimulated, giving the eagle a chance to snatch them away.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng was right.

At ten o'clock in the morning, when he was about to let the sheep out for air, the big eagle was already hovering over the pasture.

It stared at the lamb below, like a diner washing his hands in preparation for a buffet who sees a delicacy.

(End of this chapter)