"We can't take the meat with us, but we can deliver the moose meat to the Indian village, they need it a lot!"
Mountain Eagle withdrew his attention from the massive moose and shook his head, "It must not have been easy for such a big fellow to grow this large. I'm not hungry, so let's just forget it..."
Old Qiao listened and nodded slightly, saying, "That's fine, but as your hunting guide, it seems wrong not to hunt something in the marshland... We need a good amount of meat in the evening to maintain body heat..."
Speaking of which, Old Qiao pointed at the gun cases in the cabin, saying, "I see you have a shotgun, you can hunt a few wild ducks later, they taste the best at this time."
It can't be refused when it concerns dinner...
Mountain Eagle took out a Benelli M2 from the gun case, pushed 4 shotgun shells into the chamber, then smiled at Old Qiao and said, "Just let me know when it's okay to shoot..."
