"How big?" Hearing Zhao Jun mention an eleven-hundred-pound boar, Zhou Jianjun's first reaction was disbelief. "Eleven hundred pounds? Seriously? Is that for real?"
Although Zhou Jianjun had only hunted wild boar with Zhao Jun twice, he had seen and eaten plenty in his life. The big loner boar that Zhao Jun had killed in their Yongsheng Village after the New Year was already the largest one Zhou Jianjun had ever seen.
A boar of around seven-hundred-seventy pounds was already a rare sight, let alone one exceeding eleven hundred.
At Zhou Jianjun's questioning, Zhao Jun just laughed. "You're my brother-in-law. Would I lie to you?"
As he spoke, Zhao Jun, his hands still in his thick mittens, gestured to Zhou Jianjun. "That boar's hoof prints are *this* big. Before the New Year, it must have been close to thirteen hundred pounds. It's probably lost some weight by now, but it's definitely still over eleven hundred."
