1850 American Gold Tycoon

Chapter 444: You just want to dance with the foreign woman!

North America is worthy of being a land of abundant products.

At first, Liang Weiming was worried that hunting in the mountains with such a big fanfare would scare away the prey, but it turned out that he was overly worried.

Liang Weiming was overwhelmed by the birds and animals everywhere. He had never seen so many wild animals in the Mulan Paddock, the royal hunting ground of the Qing emperor.

A group of passenger pigeons flew over their heads like a huge white cloud. It is no exaggeration to describe it as covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

As the passenger pigeons flew over everyone's heads, colorful snow began to fall in the sky.

Soon, everyone's clothes and hats were stained by the sudden snowfall and became smelly.

This is passenger pigeon shit.

A few unlucky ones who looked up to the sky even accurately caught these gifts from nature with their mouths. They hurriedly lowered their heads and spit out these things together with their own saliva.

Everyone pointed their guns at the "white clouds" in the sky and shot randomly. Liang Yao also raised the volcanic stone rifle in his hand and fired a burst, enjoying the pleasure of rapid shooting with the lever rifle.

As for aiming? nonexistent.

Faced with such a large number of passenger pigeons in such a dense formation, as long as the muzzle of the gun is pointed in the right direction, there will be gains, and aiming is redundant.

After a burst of gunfire, hundreds of passenger pigeons fell from the sky like fighter jets hit by anti-aircraft missiles.

The attendants accompanying these California gentlemen on their hunts threw the poor passenger pigeons into sacks.

In a short time several sacks of passenger pigeons were collected.

After harvesting several sacks of passenger pigeons, everyone walked deeper into the forest.

It's just that they didn't gain much in the mountain forest. They only hunted two North American grizzly bears that were in estrus and mating.

Seeing that he didn't get much in the mountains and forests, Sartre led everyone to a wide wilderness where there was a small stream flowing through and a shallow pool, which was a water source for many animals.

When they arrived near the water source, everyone was surprised to find that they were very lucky. At this time, there were deers drinking water and eating grass beside the pools and streams.

Liang Yao raised his telescope and looked at the deer drinking at the water source.

These deer are quite large.

The shoulder height of an adult individual is between 2 meters and 6 meters, the body length is between 2 and 3 meters, and the weight ranges from more than 200 kilograms to more than 500 kilograms. The male deer is a whole circle larger than the female deer, and these Male deer have large, beautiful, and very symmetrical antlers, making them excellent hunting targets.

The size of this herd is neither large nor small, about seventy or eighty.

If Liang Yao guessed correctly, these deer were North American red deer, which were later named Roosevelt red deer after the US Governor Roosevelt.

The deer were obviously not aware of the approaching crisis. Everyone dismounted and hunched over, using the cover of weeds to slowly approach the deer.

The weeds here are as long as a person's waist and very dense, providing an excellent cover for hunters.

When they were less than a hundred meters away from the deer, everyone picked up the various powerful forces that had been loaded this time, and under the command of Sartre, they opened fire on the deer at almost the same time.

After the gunfire, the frightened deer fled in all directions.

The servants hurriedly followed the blood trail in search of prey.

Deer are different from people. As long as their heart and lungs are not severely damaged, they can often run long distances.

At this moment, Liang Yao suddenly discovered that Liang Weiming was missing.

He hurriedly mounted his horse to check and saw that Liang Weiming had already ridden away from the crowd and was chasing a moose that they had not discovered just now.

The moose is the largest member of the deer family and the genus Moose. It got its name from its high shoulders, which resemble the hump on a camel's back.

The male moose that Liang Weiming was chasing was very large, with a height of 2.4 meters, and a whole length longer than the largest North American red deer that Liang Yao had just seen.

Liang Yao roughly estimated that the weight of this giant beast would not be less than 700 kilograms.

Although herbivores are relatively docile, rabbits will bite when cornered.

Liang Weiming was already over seventy years old. Liang Yao was worried that something might happen to Liang Weiming, so he chased after him with a gun and a horse.

Seeing this, the rest of the people did not bother to count the prey they had just hunted, and also chased after him.

Liang Weiming's legs were only holding the mount between his legs, and he was holding on to the moose. At this time, he only had eyes for the moose.

After approaching the frightened moose, Liang Weiming skillfully raised his bow and arrow, and shot the arrow into the moose's lungs.

It's just that the arrow wasn't very accurate. It hit the moose's thigh. The male moose that was hit by the arrow just whined in pain. It didn't slow down its running speed because of the injury. Instead, it ran faster and faster.

Liang Weiming remained calm and continued to draw arrows from his quiver, shooting arrows one by one into the lungs on the side of the moose's body.

Not long after, eight or nine arrows were stuck in the moose's body, and Liang Weiming's quiver was empty.

Liang Weiming then put away his bow, tightened the reins and stopped the horse, waiting for the people following him.

"Have fun, have fun!" Liang Weiming said to Liang Yao, who looked nervous.

"Grandpa, you scared me to death." Seeing that Liang Weiming was fine, Liang Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone looked at Liang Weiming in surprise. There were not many people in California who could use bows and arrows, and even fewer who knew how to ride and shoot. Even Sartre looked at Liang Weiming with admiration and admired Liang Weiming's superb riding and archery skills.

Others took pictures of Liang Weiming's horse, saying that he was worthy of being an oriental nobleman with such superb riding and shooting skills.

Soon, everyone followed the moose's blood trail and found the moose's body in a piece of grass. They saw that the moose had been hit by nine arrows, four of which were pierced in the moose's heart and lungs.

There were only 12 arrows in Liang Weiming's quiver. In other words, when Liang Weiming was chasing an object running at high speed, he only missed three arrows.

Although the moose is very large, such archery skills are already very powerful in the eyes of these old folks in California.

After all, shooting with a gun on horseback is not at the same level of difficulty as shooting arrows on horseback.

After harvesting 1 moose and 6 red deer, the group caught more than 20 catfish and grass carp in streams and small ponds on the way back, and hunted a dozen rabbits and two wild boars, finally returning home with a full load.

These prey, plus a few sacks of passenger pigeons harvested when they arrived, were enough to hold a wild picnic.

"There are too many birds and animals here." Liang Weiming lamented the abundant products of the North American continent.

"We were a bit unlucky today and didn't encounter a herd of bison." Liang Yaofan'er track.

"Herd of bison?" Liang Weiming's eyes lit up.

"Yes, the North American bison herds are counted in hundreds or thousands." Liang Yao said, "But there are fewer and fewer bison in California, and there are more in the Oregon region to the north."

After the game was returned to Sutter's Castle, it was quickly cooked into various delicacies by the chefs of Sutter's Castle and served.

The chefs at Sutter's Castle are very experienced and experienced in handling game. Soon, plates of beautiful-looking dishes were served.

At an upper-class picnic, whether the food is delicious or not is not the most important thing, but the presentation must be good-looking.

After the dishes were served, people began to feast.

Liang Yao was not used to the strange taste of wild animals, but he just stopped eating some fish after eating some.

Since it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, there was still some time before the evening dance.

After having had enough wine and food, the wives helped their husbands to visit Sartre's manor.

Some people also choose to take a nap in the afternoon to recharge themselves for the dance party in the evening.

After all, the dance in the evening is the highlight of the picnic.

Women promote relationships through daytime conversation and gossip.

The men fostered friendship in the hunt.

The dance party at night is the best opportunity for men and women to enhance friendship.

Liang Yao also chose to take a nap in the afternoon. He lay on a lounge chair under a sun umbrella, stretched out, and lazily enjoyed the gentle sunshine of the autumn afternoon.

The servants of Sutter's Castle began to clear away the leftovers on the table, and the bustling Sutter's Castle gradually became quiet.

"What is the dance at night? Men dancing with men? Or men watching women dancing with women?" Liang Weiming lay on the lounge chair next to Liang Yao and complained dissatisfiedly while looking at the naked marble statue in the center of the fountain.

"How can one behave nakedly?"

Men feast, listen to showgirls singing, and watch dancers dance. This is the dance in Liang Weiming's mind.

Without waiting for Liang Yao to answer, Liang Shaochen, who was munching on corn and drinking beer, excitedly interjected: "What's the point in watching others dance? Dancing yourself is the fun.

Dad, I’ve found out clearly that men and women are dancing together! Just like the foreigners in Guangzhou, holding hands, linking arms, and hugging waists. "

Liang Shaochen, who had been suppressed for half his life in the deep compound of Xiangshan, became more active after coming to California.

Isn't it more interesting to dance with other people's ladies than to smoke? Liang Shaochen now regrets not coming to California earlier.

"You kid has all these dirty things in your head!" Liang Weiming immediately turned red when he heard this, pointed at Liang Shaochen's nose and scolded him.

Then he turned around and asked Liang Yao: "Is this really true?"

Liang Yao smiled and said: "Really, we can hold hands, and if we are on good terms, we can kiss each other face to face. Grandpa, you are the protagonist of this banquet. This banquet is for you to wash away the dust. Who do you like tonight?" Ladies and gentlemen at home, just invite them to dance, no one will refuse you."

Liang Weiming suddenly became excited: "It's degrading! Ridiculous! Lewd! Unheard of! Suwen Westerners are morally corrupt and live extremely promiscuous lives. I don't want it to be like this!"

It is already against the norm for these rich ladies to appear in public, and they have to dance arm-in-arm with men at night. How unbecoming is this! "

"Grandpa, this is America, there is no Tsuna. You drink and go to prostitutes in the capital and Guangzhou, don't you think it is shameful to be polite?" Liang Yao said with a smile.

"Can this be the same? It's okay not to keep such a lewd banquet. Call me a carriage. I want to go back to Jinshan!" Liang Weiming stood up and said.

"They are all social activities to maintain friendship, what's the difference?" Liang Yao shook his head and said, "Grandpa, you'd better be a little aggrieved and do as the Romans do."

"Yes, Dad, besides, you are the protagonist today. Wouldn't it be awkward for Mr. Sartre's banquet without you? Yao'er will still stay in California to do big things in the future. You left so lightly, leaving Sartre Sir, it’s embarrassing, how will Yaoer get along with Mr. Sartre in the future.”

Hearing that Liang Weiming was leaving, Liang Shaochen also hurriedly persuaded Liang Weiming to stay.

Liang Weiming was so angry that he slapped Liang Shaochen and cursed: "I think you just want to dance with a foreign woman!"

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