The Top Fishing
Chapter 670 - 285: Starting Food Training_3

Chapter 670: Chapter 285: Starting Food Training_3

It had meat in its hand before, but this time it was a little disappointed when it saw clearly that its claw was empty.

Lin Yang passed the bait from his left hand to his right hand, shook the lure in his hand, and then continued to blow the whistle.

Hearing the whistle, Little White immediately started looking and quickly focused its attention on the piece of meat on the back of the lure, and jumped straight over again.

Lin Yang held the bait steady, letting Little White eat the piece of meat on it, then put it back on the stump and continued to repeat the previous process.

After repeating the process twice in a row, the third time he deliberately flipped the lure over so that the meat tied to it was on the underside, out of Little White’s sight.

Once again blowing the whistle, Little White looked around for the meat and did not find it, showing clear confusion.

However, under his continuous whistling, after hesitating for a few seconds, it still jumped down, looked at the position of the lure, and did not find the meat.

Only then did Lin Yang flip the bait back around, revealing the hidden meat to Little White.

This time, the command and the food once again perfectly established a conditioned reflex, and Little White quickly learned that as long as the bait was held and whistled, even if it could not see the meat, there would be something to eat.

After repeating this process twice, Lin Yang once again increased the difficulty.

He did not tie meat to either side of the bait’s back and blew the whistle again, Little White still quickly jumped onto the lure, and only half a beat slower, he took out the meat to continue feeding it.

A full set of training consumed all of the day’s food ration.

This was the first time Little White had eaten so much since it had been caught, with its crop bulging high on its chest, having eaten at least four taels of cleaned meat.

Little White, satiated, became even steadier, squatting on Lin Yang’s arm like a fake bird, not dodging no matter how it was touched or bumped.

Even when Lin Yang spoke in a normal voice to chat and interact with the live streaming audience, it wasn’t scared at all, and by noon, it relaxed all of its feathers, with belly feathers covering its claws, looking like a large broody hen with its fluffy posture.

Lin Yang operated the camera for a close-up and happily said, "The old saying goes, a hunting falcon with a head like a pine cone, and eyes like sesame seeds. Judging by how relaxed it is, Little White’s state is already getting in tune."

"Are you sure it’s not sick? It looks less spirited than before," one viewer asked.

"Right, right, it has all puffed up, it’s not because it ate too much rabbit meat today and got sick, is it?" another added.

"You really can’t afford any mishaps, after putting in so much effort to get it back, it performed so well this morning," someone else commented.

Lin Yang explained, "This is how falcons in the wild relax when they lower their guard. There’s nothing wrong with its physical condition; this shows that our recent long hours of training on the perch are having an effect. I’ve decided to feed it a Feather Core tomorrow to reinforce training, and start to hang the line from the back, calling it Pan Fei."

Although the audience still didn’t quite understand exactly what these terms meant, they saw the daily progress in his falcon training and couldn’t help but look forward to it with great anticipation.

The next day, among the rabbit meat that Lin Yang prepared, there were a lot more rabbit hairs that had been scalded in hot water and cooled down. These hairs, particularly short and soft from the back legs of the rabbits, were made even softer by scalding.

After eating meat loaded with a large amount of rabbit hair, on the morning of the third day, Little White eagerly regurgitated a thumb-thick, long pellet.

The main material of the pellet was rabbit hair, with a small portion of indigestible bone fragments and stomach digestive juices.

Lin Yang pinched open the pellet and smelled it. It had a faint odor, without any foul smell, indicating that Little White’s digestive system was very healthy. So, he continued with the planned training.

After two days of training with bait recognition, Little White had already formed an impression of this winged lure. As long as Lin Yang blew the whistle to show the bait, Little White would quickly come to eat the meat, having developed a very solid recognition of the bait.

Today, Lin Yang cut a new twenty-meter PE line, one end fixed to the perch and the other connected to himself.

The five-foot tie that was originally attached to the perch was now tied with a reverse knot, threaded through the PE line to remain freely mobile.

Seeing this device, the viewers in the live stream were completely confused. What was this for now?

Lin Yang explained, "Little White has basically recognized the decoy, and it even regurgitated the feather core early this morning. It can be said that Little White is now in a state of extreme desire for food.

Today, we’re going to try remote calling. I’ve prepared a twenty-meter line. If I can call it over from the post, we’ll consider the training successful."

After the brief explanation, Lin Yang checked the falcon’s equipment again, ensuring there were no mistakes. Then, with the decoy in hand, he confidently walked toward a spot twenty meters away.

Little White, perched on the wooden stake at this moment, had all its attention on the decoy in his hand but, without hearing the whistle, it didn’t know what to do. To describe it with an idiom, it was restless.

Once Lin Yang reached his position, he spread his arms, holding the decoy in his left hand to show it off, and then blew the whistle.

The whistle was the command. Despite the twenty-meter gap, Little White did not hesitate. It jumped off the stake, spread its wings, and flew straight toward him.

All the previous preparation had finally led to an explosive progression. With a twenty-meter gap, upon hearing the command, Little White took off and landed steadily on Lin Yang’s arm.

Throughout the process, there was no intention to flee, no fear of humans. Its attention was entirely on the decoy and the whistle, its reaction time extremely short, and its purpose very clear.

Lin Yang had anticipated that the first twenty-meter remote call might be successful, but he didn’t expect Little White’s command execution to be so flawless.

"Holy shit, it really flew over! It skimmed the ground as it came, like a flash of white light. That was so fast."

"It flew over just like that? It’s somewhat like what they show on TV."

"Isn’t that just cool? Twenty meters, right? Once the training is familiar, can we continue to increase the distance?"

"The only downside is that it’s tethered to a string below. It’d be even more perfect if we could do the remote calling without falconry jesses and just free fly it."

Lin Yang was also in high spirits, not bothering to interact with his viewers as he blew the whistle and rewarded Little White with several large pieces of meat.

After regurgitating the feather core, Little White’s appetite was even more exaggerated. Now it no longer pecked slowly, but rather grabbed a piece of meat and swallowed it whole, gulping it down quickly.

After eating two large pieces, approximately a ’liang’ in weight, Lin Yang stopped feeding and confidently carried the falcon back to its perch.

He repeated the technique, and the twenty-meter distance was covered in an instant again.

From Lin Yang’s perspective, Little White’s response was flawless.

After two remote calls, he had fed it half the amount of meat intended for today. In the afternoon, he fed the other half with a large amount of rabbit fur. The goal for tomorrow was to increase the distance to forty meters.

The next morning, Little White once again regurgitated the feather ball early, and it seemed even more relaxed on his hand.

When Lin Yang rubbed his backhand against the falcon’s chest, the little guy would even squint and gently peck his hand in interaction.

When it came time for the remote call, it certainly did not disappoint.

The first time at forty meters, he showed the decoy and blew the whistle, and without hesitation, it flew over.

The second time, Lin Yang increased the distance to fifty meters, and again, without hesitation.

The perfect performance in the two consecutive remote calls provided Lin Yang with enough judgment on the falcon’s affability. It was time for the next step.

Untie the line, swing the lure, Pan Fei!