Chapter 8 8. The bird catcher

"Is anyone here?" A hoarse and friendly man's voice came from behind the two of them. This is a man wearing a shabby coat, with a large white cloth wrapped around his shoulders, with a red beard and a slightly hunched back. "No one." Giovanni shrugged his shoulders as a greeting.The man Hu Shao smiled slightly, and gently put the luggage on the luggage rack.Giovanni suddenly felt unspeakable sadness and sadness, and he silently stared at the big clock in front of him.There was a clear whistle in the distance, and the train started slowly.Corbene couldn't help but watch the ceiling of the carriage. A unicorn landed on the electric light, casting a huge shadow.The red beard watched every move of Giovanni and Corbenera with a smile like an old friend.The speed of the train gradually increased, and miscanthus and river water flowed through the windows alternately.

The red beard timidly asked them both: "Where are you two going?" "Go wherever you think of." Giovanni replied with some embarrassment. "That's great. This train actually goes anywhere." "Where are you going?" Corbeneira asked the man suddenly, angrily.Giovanni was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.At this moment, a man wearing a peaked hat and a large key hanging from his waist, sitting across from him, also looked at this side and smiled.Corbeneira couldn't help but blushed and laughed.Although the red beard was not angry, his face was convulsed, and he said nervously:

"I'll get off right away, I make a living out of bird hunting." "What bird do you catch?" "Cranes, geese, egrets and swans." "Are there many cranes?" "There are so many. The cranes have been calling all the time, haven't you heard it?" "No." "It's still barking, listen carefully." They both pricked up their ears and listened carefully.Between the rattling of wheels and the sound of wind blowing miscanthus, there was a sound like a spring flowing. "How did you catch the crane?" "Are you talking about cranes or egrets?"

"Let's talk about the egret first." Giovanni felt that he could say whatever he wanted, so he said perfunctorily. "It's the easiest way to catch this guy. Egrets are made of the solidified white sand of the Tianhe River. They will come back to the river after all, as long as you wait in ambush on the river bank, when the egrets fly back, the moment their legs are about to touch the ground before they touch the ground, they will pounce on them and hold them down, and they will be caught.The egret will stiffen immediately and die honestly.Needless to say after that, just compress it. "

"You mean to compress egrets? To make specimens?" "What specimen, don't people often eat it?" "Strange," said Corbeneira, tilting her head. "It's nothing strange, you see." As he said that, the man took his large package from the luggage rack and quickly unwrapped it. "Come on, look, this is just caught." "What an egret!" The two exclaimed in unison. More than a dozen snow-white and smooth egrets like the Northern Cross just now, with flat bodies and tight black slender legs, are stacked together like relief works of art.

"Have you closed your eyes?" Corbeneira lightly touched the closed slender eyes of the egret with her fingers, and the white crested hair on her head was still intact. "That's right?" The bird catcher wrapped and tied the egret layer by layer with furoshiki.Giovanni was still thinking about who is eating egret meat here, so he asked: "Is egret meat delicious?" "It's delicious. People buy it every day. However, the market for geese is even better. The meat quality of geese is good, and it saves trouble. You see." The bird catcher opened another package. The geese with yellow and blue piebald patterns were like shining lamps, and the geese were at the same time. Just like the white books just now, with their beaks closed, they are neatly stacked into a dozen.

"These geese are ready to eat. How about it, you two have a taste." The bird catcher gently tugged at the yellow feet of the geese, and saw that they were like chocolate, and they broke apart at once. "Well, let's have a piece." The bird catcher broke it into two pieces again and handed them to them.Giovanni tasted it and thought: So this is dim sum!Sweeter than chocolate. But where would such wild geese come?This person must be running a dim sum shop somewhere, right?And I underestimated this person, but I ate his snacks, it's really despicable!But the mouth still kept chewing.

"Let's eat some more." The bird catcher opened the bag again.Giovanni still wanted to eat, but in the end declined, saying; "No, thank you." The Fowler turned again to the man with the bunch of keys sitting across from him.The man humbly took off his hat. "This, this is what you keep for business, I'm really sorry!" "You are welcome. How do you think the migratory birds are coming this year?" "Well, there are a lot of them. The night before yesterday, on the second shift, there were calls from everywhere, complaining that the lighthouse should not be shut down at the stipulated time. What the hell! I didn't shut it down. Migratory birds Flocks flew past the lighthouse and surrounded the lighthouse tightly. What can I do! These bastards are complaining to me, and I can't do anything.

So I said to them, go to that filthy young man in the cloak, with the mouth and legs that are so thin.what……" The miscanthus had disappeared, and a bright light came from the opposite field. "Why does the egret bother?" Cobeinella had long wanted to ask. "That's because when eating egret meat," the bird catcher turned to face this side again. "First hang the egret in the bright place of the Tianhe River for more than ten days, or bury it in the sand for three or four days. That way the mercury will evaporate completely, and then you can eat it. "

"Isn't this a bird? Is it an ordinary snack?" Corbenera thought to herself what was going on, so she mustered up her courage and asked.The bird-catcher looked very flustered and said: "Almost forgot, I have to get off here." As he spoke, he got up to pick up his luggage, and he disappeared in a flash. "Hey, where's the person?" The two looked at each other, confused.But the lighthouse guard stretched his body with a smile, and looked out the car window next to the two.The two looked at the same time, and saw that the bird catcher who was sitting here just now was standing on a field of sage grass emitting yellow-blue phosphorescence by the river, with his arms open solemnly, staring at the sky.

"There! He looks so strange! He seems to be catching birds again? If the birds don't come, the car will leave." Before he finished speaking, the egret just like before was quacking in the blue sky, Like snowflakes falling all over the sky. The bird catcher has an appointment first, and happily spreads his legs sixty degrees apart, grabs the egret's thin black claws with both hands in turn, and puts them into his cloth bag.The egret is like a firefly, shining blue in the bag.Then gradually extinguished, and finally slowly turned gray, and closed his eyes peacefully.More birds were not caught and landed safely on Tianhe Beach.Looking carefully, the bird's claws shrunk and flattened just like melting white snow when the bird's claws landed on the ground but before they touched the ground, and spread to the sand and stones like molten steel flowing out of a furnace in a blink of an eye.Soon, the bird shape of the egret appeared on the sand, and the bird shape only flickered two or three times before disappearing.Everything remains the same on the beach. After the bird catcher put more than 20 birds in the bag, he suddenly raised his hands, assuming the stiff posture of a soldier who was shot before dying, and then disappeared. At this time, a familiar voice came from Giovanni's side: "Ah, what a pleasure! It's just a matter of earning some money without much effort. There is nothing better than this." Giovanni turned around and saw People are sorting out the white books they just caught and stacking them together. "How did you come here all at once?" Giovanni asked the fowler, feeling that the matter was both reasonable and unreasonable. "Why? I came here because I wanted to! Where the hell are you from?" Giovanni was immediately stopped by the question.Yes, where did I come from?He was puzzled.Corbenela was also blushing, as if thinking about something. "Oh, I see. You probably came from a far away place." The bird catcher seemed to suddenly understand, and he nodded generously.