Chapter 416： Mingguang Special Tourism Project (Part 1) (2/2)
There was confusion, the research institute was confused, and the garrison was also confused, but the poor people in Xiacheng laughed.
Those chubby little guys are full of high-grade protein under the thick fur!
Raw meat is not good for preservation. We can also make bacon, we can also make jerky, and we can boil the oil... As for the taste, no one cares about these details.
The civilians in Xiacheng only care about one thing-there is meat to eat!
There are also zero-level low-level alien beast eggs that don't need money!
Mingguang's management is fed up with these uncontrollable numbers of penguins, and fed up with piles of manure as high as a mountain.
Since a few years ago, the Gao family has taken on the responsibility of making ordinary firearms, making some non-source crystal weapons that have not been sold for many years, specifically to deal with these fat people who have become troubled.
After all, penguins are also low-level monsters. Even if they don't have any attack power, their power is not trivial to ordinary people.
The limit that the Gao family can bear is 100,000 muskets each year. These muskets will be marked by the garrison and distributed to civilians participating in hunting operations in the Xiacheng District. After the hunt, they will be recovered and returned to the Gao family for repair and reconstruction.
Every year, at least 20,000 to 30,000 people participate in this brightly lit event, and around tens of thousands of penguins are hunted every day.
The killed penguins were peeled on the spot, soaked in seawater, hung up to dry, and transported back to storage by their own family.
The penguin's fur is too thick to be suitable for bright and hot climates. Apart from rubbing a few pieces of rope, it is useless and can only be wasted.
Seeing a large number of penguins come ashore, the crowd below became a sensation, crackling gunshots and shouts were endless.
Mo Hongniang looked at the sea, the corners of her mouth were shaking.
”There may be no less than 30 million penguins this year... My... God...”
Thirty million penguins, and the harvest period that hasn't been long since the beginning of the Black Sea, is afraid that it has already come to an end.
...
The hunting started in a trance and prosperous trance below. Don't look at the honest and cute penguins. After becoming a strange animal, the agility on the shore is absolutely moisture-free.
Even with guns in their hands, most people have difficulty hitting them.
”Bang, bang!”
In front of the crowd, Qin Sheng, Calabash Baby, and Erhu brought a few ignorant little girls.
Qin Sheng fired a shot, very proud,
”Look at my shot, how is it, it's in the eye socket, hahaha.”
The second tiger said angrily,
”I saw the penguin first!”
”Hey,” Erhu dismissed the theory with him, and said to Xiaofang beside him.
”Xiaofang, what do you think of my marksmanship?”
Xiaofang is a quiet girl with two croissants, and her big eyes are very clear.
”Brother Sheng is great~!”
Qin Sheng's nosebleeds were almost flowing down.
Waving hands,
”Well, who, Lao Gener! Go and pick up the little master's trophy!”
”Huh.”
A sturdy man stood up, it was Secretary Qin's bodyguard for Qin Sheng.
There is only one in the family, but only one seed. If only three long and two short, he will cry and blind his eyes?
What penguin? Penguins are not good either!
The fourth-order master Lao Gen'er, just so wronged, became the number one bodyguard of Qin Sheng's Penguin Operation.
Lao Gen tucked the homework book in his back,
”Master, your psychology homework is finished.”
Qin Sheng said,
”Okay, I also wrote Xiaofang by the way, um... I will tell my dad when I look back, Lao Gen'er, you are a good person, and I will give you a salary increase. What is your deputy? I think it can be corrected. That's it!”
Lao Gen’s simple and honest face barely squeezed a smile that was worse than crying,
”Thank you, Master.”