The most arrogant in history

Jiang Yourong also looked at Ye Kun and nodded slightly.

It seems that she also supports Ye Kun taking a concubine.

"Hey, hey, hey, Caidie, don't do this!"

Ye Kun smiled bitterly and waved his hands: "I can't take a concubine... But if you have no food to eat, you can come to my house to eat and help me take care of my mother... I promise that you won't starve."

"Thank you, Brother Dalang!"

Caidie bowed her head and stood up happily.

She felt that Ye Kun's words meant that he was going to take her in as a concubine.

The sadness of losing my elder brother was swept away.

The villagers who were supposed to meet the tiger had already arrived, carrying carrying poles and hemp ropes. They took turns lifting the tiger and returned in a mighty procession.

The entire Cao Miao Village was shocked. Hundreds of people came to watch, feeling envious and jealous in their hearts.

Village chief Qin Chou said, "Ye Kun, we have to leave tonight and send the tiger to the county government office. We will arrive early tomorrow morning. I will help you borrow an ox cart and invite a few villagers to accompany you."

According to regulations, tigers shot must be sent to the county government for inspection.

The acceptance inspection requires seeing the tiger's body, the tiger-hunting tools, and the tiger-hunting person. None of them can be missing.

Ye Kun nodded, entrusted the village chief Qin Chou to borrow an ox cart, and asked his wife Jiang Yourong to cook quickly.

Dai Xi helped to collect the pheasants and rabbits hunted today and make soup for everyone.

The white rice and broth fed the eight men well.

The village chief borrowed two ox carts and an ox, called on everyone to load the dead tiger onto the carts, and set off for the county town overnight with pine torches.

Ye Kun injured his leg and could not walk, so he sat on another cart and was pushed by the villagers to continue his journey.

The county town was fifty miles away. Everyone traveled all night and finally arrived at the county government office after sunrise the next day.

The mountain road is difficult to travel on and the ox cart moves slowly, there is nothing we can do.

The county government has an agency specifically responsible for hunting tigers, and is also responsible for inspecting and accepting tigers sent from various places.

However, the inspection and acceptance process was very slow. The tiger had to be skinned and gutted on the spot to check for wounds. The hunter had to be questioned and the tools used to hunt the tiger had to be checked and confirmed.

After the inspection here, we went to the lobby of the county government to receive the reward, register it, and issue the tax-free document.

The imperial court was very cautious about hunting the tiger and gave Ye Kun ten taels of silver, exempted his entire family from taxes for life, and returned one hundred kilograms of tiger meat.

All tiger skins, bones and internal organs must be handed over.

After completing the procedure, it was already noon.

Ye Kun was so hungry that he broke out in cold sweats. Qin Chou, Qin Erwu and the others were in the same situation, with their stomachs rumbling.

We found a tavern, cut about ten pounds of tiger meat, and asked the owner to cook it quickly.

Nowadays, meat is either steamed or grilled.

The tavern owner cut the tiger meat into two parts, stewed one half into soup and roasted the other half, and served everyone a few jugs of wine.

The five or six guests at the next table, like Ye Kun and others, also killed a tiger and came to the county town to claim the reward.

They ate big chunks of meat and drank wine, quarreled loudly, and boasted happily about their experiences in hunting tigers.

Ye Kun listened and smiled without saying anything.

Qin Chou pulled Ye Kun and said with a smile, "Ye Dalang, your archery skills are so good, why don't we in Caomiao Village also apply to form a tiger-hunting team? How about you be the leader of the tiger-hunting team?"

Qin Erwu's eyes lit up: "Yes, if we form a tiger-hunting team and kill five tigers a year, we can exempt the whole village from taxes for a year, and we will also get a reward."

Wang Dagui, who was traveling with us, shook his head and said, "A tiger-hunting team needs 15 people. If there are five people left after a year of fighting, that's good enough. Four years ago, there was a tiger-hunting team in our village, but they killed three tigers and lost seven lives."

Ye Kun nodded slightly.

Getting rich by hunting tigers is too risky.

At the next table, a big man laughed and pointed at Wang Dagui and the others: "You are stupid and don't know how to hunt tigers. Our Guanjia Village Tiger Hunting Team has killed eight tigers this year, and only three people died."

Qin Erwu was a little drunk and flew into a rage. He slammed the table and shouted, "Stop bragging. I know that your Guanjia Village Tiger Hunting Team only killed two tigresses and captured six tiger cubs that could just walk. Does that count as eight tigers?"

Guanjia Village is on the other side of the mountain, twenty miles away from Caomiao Village, not too far.

Because of marriages and relatives’ visits, the two villages also keep in touch with each other.

Wang Dagui also squinted and said, "My cousin married in your Guanjia Village. I heard that last year, six people from your tiger-hunting team died, and two were accidentally injured by their own people. Now they are disabled, right?"

Qin Chou also laughed and said, "What we sent today was a mature tiger weighing more than 600 kilograms. It was killed by one arrow from our archer Ye Kun. Can you do it? Look at the tiger you sent. It's skinny and weak. It only weighs 300 kilograms, right? And the tiger has holes all over its body, just like a leaf eaten by insects. I don't know how many times you stabbed it with your guns and shot it with arrows before you killed it."

Yan Liuhai, who was traveling with him, added: "The tiger in Guanjia Village died in pain, not from being beaten to death."

Qin Erwu and others burst into laughter.

Ye Kun felt bored, shook his head and continued drinking and eating meat.

The hunters in Guanjia Village across the street were all furious, and they shouted, "Since you in Caomiao Village have a master archer, do you dare to form a tiger-hunting team and compete with us in Guanjia Village?"

Qin Erwu was in a bad mood. He pulled Ye Kun and said, "Da Lang, let's go back and form a tiger-hunting team to compete with Guanjia Village. With your archery skills, we won't lose!"

At this moment, an elegant man in his twenties, wearing a linen gown, walked into the tavern, carrying several pounds of tiger meat and asked the boss to grill the meat and serve wine.

The men from Guanjia Village and Caomiao Village continued to talk nonsense.

The two sides come and go, and there is no openness.

The elegant man who had just come in sat alone in the corner, watching the quarrel between the men from the two villages with great interest.

Ye Kun was worried about a fight, so he stood up, clasped his fists towards the tiger-hunting team members from Guanjia Village, and said, "Brothers, the tiger problem is serious now. Instead of arguing with each other, why not talk about your experience in tiger hunting? Why bother arguing about who is better and who is worse and hurt the harmony?"

The leader of the tiger-hunting team on the opposite side was named Zhao, with a scar on his face. He laughed and said, "Why, you want to steal our Guanjia Village's tiger-hunting experience? I won't be fooled!"

The people in Guanjia Village laughed together.

"Is Guanjia Village's experience in fighting tigers very impressive?" Ye Kun also got angry and sneered:

"You hunt tigers by shooting with bows and arrows, hunting in circles, setting traps, or poisoning them. Even a child can do these things. Do I need to learn from you?"

These are the only few tricks that the ancients used to fight tigers.

Due to the current industrial level of the Da Ding Kingdom, it cannot even make a trap, so it can only use traps, bait and bows and arrows to hunt tigers.

When they meet tigers on a narrow road or in emergency situations, the tiger-hunting teams will use spears, lances or iron forks to fight tigers in close combat, but the results are usually tragic.

Captain Zhao of Guanjia Village glared at him: "Don't brag, kid. Isn't this how you fight tigers? What experience do you have?"

"I have a lot of experience that you haven't heard of."

Ye Kun sneered: "If we set up a tiger hunting team in Caomiao Village, I can guarantee two things. First, I will kill every tiger I see. As long as I see a tiger, no tiger will escape. Second, I can guarantee that no one in the tiger hunting team will die or be injured."

The tiger-hunting team of Guanjia Village laughed together: "You are really good at blowing, you can blow a tiger to death!"

Qin Erwu and others from Cao Miao Village also felt that Ye Kun had drunk too much and was boasting too much.

A clay pot will break if it is kept away from the well, and a great general will inevitably die in battle.

Fighting a tiger is like fighting a war, how can there not be casualties?

The elegant man sitting in the corner stood up and saluted Ye Kun with his fists clasped: "Brother, can you tell me about your experience in fighting tigers? I really want to hear it."