The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1183: Too good a gun is also a problem

Zhao Youcai left without looking back. No matter how Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, Jie Chen and Zhao Weipeng tried to keep him, they were unable to stop him.

"Brother, I'll take you there!" Seeing that Zhao Youcai was determined to leave, Zhao Weipeng wanted to drive him there, but Zhao Youcai waved his hand and drove down the hillside alone.

Looking at Zhao Youcai's receding back, Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, Jie Chen and Zhao Weipeng looked at each other in silence.

Seeing Zhao Jun looking at him, Wang Qiang smiled bitterly and whispered, "My brother-in-law shot too hard. He killed Hei Xiazi with one shot. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been hung on the tree."

This is indeed true. Even if a black bear is seriously injured by a gunshot, it will still jump under the tree if it is stuck between the branches.

But you can't blame them for their poor marksmanship, right?

"Okay, uncle." Zhao Jun sighed and said, "Let's drag this black bear away, and then we can quickly get rid of the trap."

"Brother Jun." At this time, Jie Chen leaned towards Zhao Jun. In one hand he held the semi-automatic gun left by Zhao Youcai, and in the other hand he held the bear gallbladder, of which only the gallbladder was left.

Zhao Jun twitched his lips, took the bear gall and put it in the mouth of the small cloth. Although there was still some bile in the blind bear's gall, after drying in the shade, the gall skin was heavier than the bile powder, so it could not be sold at a high price.

It used to sell for fifteen hundred yuan, but now it can be sold for one hundred and fifty yuan, but it is difficult to sell it for two hundred yuan.

For a hunter, whether he sells more or less is a matter of fate. But Zhao Youcai is different. In order to go out hunting today, he gave Wang Meilan 100 yuan.

As a result, he lost the business that was originally profitable.

Zhao Jun put the bear's gallbladder in his pocket, and together with Wang Qiang, Jie Chen, and Zhao Weipeng, he dragged the black bear out of the mountain with a rope. After getting in the car, the four of them rushed to the next hill to catch the bear.

The roe deer caught the feet last Friday, which was the day when Er Zhao slaughtered the cow. Today is Tuesday, and many days have passed.

The four of them entered the mountain field and walked eastward along the ridge. This area also belonged to the 27th forest block, but it was logged last year, leaving behind knee-high tree stumps. This year, branches and twigs grew out of the stumps.

These branches and the leaves they grow are the main source of food for roe deer in winter.

The Zhao army was in a place like this, which made it convenient for them to catch roe deer foraging there, and there was no tree felling work around.

But the Zhao army's trap this time was different from the previous ones. In the past, the trap was always carried out in autumn, when pits could be dug on the ground. But now the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, so they had to bury the trap in the snow.

There is a saying about burying in the snow: if it is not buried firmly, it will be unstable and the roe deer's legs and feet will scratch or touch it and it will fall. So when the Zhao army and the officials of Jie caught the feet, they cleared the snow around the feet, stood the feet in the middle, and then patted the snow around the feet to pile up the feet like a small hill.

Keep patting the snow to make it firm, then run to the next place and catch it again.

After walking around, the snow that was previously pushed has frozen, and then you push the snow surface again to cover it completely.

Whether it is a trap or a trap, it must be marked. Otherwise, even the most skilled hiker will not be able to find the trap he set.

But this area of ​​the mountain was cleared of trees. Last winter, Tang Xiaomin and his men cut down all the trees on the two hillsides, regardless of size.

Without trees, there is no way to make a mark. If you draw on the snow, it will be easy for others to take advantage of it.

Zhao Jun led the way in front, looking at Nanshan as he walked.

Only when they were facing Nanshan Mountain did the four of them walk downhill.

This mountain has been clear-cut, but after clear-cutting, not only tree stumps are left.

Once the big and small trees were gone, there was no shelter, and the grass seeds and tree seeds brought by birds and animals took root and grew. The small branches and vines that grew were mostly covered by the heavy snow, but some plants like the prickly ash grew to be as tall as a person in a year, and their roots were almost as thick as an egg.

"Oh!" Wang Qiang dodged the thorny shoots and exclaimed, "There are a lot of thorny shoots on this slope."

"Damn it!" Zhao Weipeng cursed behind him, but he didn't curse Wang Qiang, but the thorny poles. He was fat and wide, so sometimes Zhao Weipeng couldn't get through places that Zhao Jun and his three companions could pass through. Along the way, Zhao Jun and his three companions waved their knives from time to time to clear the way for Zhao Weipeng.

Zhao Weipeng walked past carefully, sideways. The stems of the prickly ash were covered with hard thorns. Although he was not afraid of being pricked by thick clothes in winter, his clothes would be scratched if he was not careful.

"Hey? Brother Jun!" Suddenly, Xie Chen, who was clearing the way, turned back and said to Zhao Jun, "There are so many thorny old buds on this slope. Let my mom and the others come and pick them up next spring."

Three months ago, Xie Chen would never have dared to say this. But after this period of learning and transformation, Xie Sunshi could even learn to do sewing and mending.

As soon as Xie Chen finished speaking, before Zhao Jun could respond, Zhao Weipeng complained, "What the hell is this? There are piles of them, and they have thorns."

"This is the thorn bud. You have it over there..." Wang Qiang was halfway through his words when he realized, "Ah, you don't have it over there."

"Uncle, this is a wild vegetable." Zhao Jun stopped and pointed at the thorny old shoots and said to Zhao Weipeng, "Wait until spring when the shoots grow this long, break them off and eat them."

As Zhao Jun spoke, he gestured with his hand to indicate a length of five or six centimeters.

When Zhao Weipeng heard that it was edible, he asked, "Is it delicious?"

"What do you think?" Wang Qiang said with a smile, "It's definitely not as delicious as meat."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said to Zhao Weipeng, "Let's eat wild vegetables. They are fresh and delicious. The prickly ash sprouts don't have a strange smell. Pick the tender ones in spring and blanch them in water. Then fry them with some egg sauce. They go well with rice."

These days, wild vegetables are very important to people living in the mountains.

At the beginning of spring, the cabbage and radishes stored the previous year are almost all eaten. Especially after the Qingming Festival, sauerkraut cannot be eaten.

At that time, wild vegetables were on the dining tables of every household in the mountains.

Not only prickly ash buds, but also wormwood buds, celery buds, cucumber buds...

Don’t underestimate these things now. After more than 30 years, one pound of them will be sold for thirty or forty yuan online.

"Ah! Ah!" As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, screams were heard from afar.

"What are you yelling about?" Zhao Weipeng reached out to take the gun but was stopped by Wang Qiang.

"Roe deer!" Wang Qiang said, "It must be because they stepped on my eldest nephew and his friends."

When they heard someone talking, the roe deer started calling one after another.

The barking of a nearby roe deer attracted the barking of roe deer in the distance.

One after another, the cries were rapid and restless.

The cry of the prey excited the hunter's heart, and at this time even Zhao Weipeng was full of energy.

The four of them followed the direction of the shouting. Just as they walked about three meters, Xie Chen pointed to the lower right and shouted, "What?"

There was a yellow thing lying on the snow. Xie Chen knew it was a roe deer. He called out to attract the attention of the other three. Because this roe deer lay on the snow without moving.

"Dead roe deer!" Zhao Jun took a look and said, "Never mind it, let's go catch a living one first!"

The roe deer had difficulty moving after stepping on the snow. They could survive for two days without food, but the key was that the hillside was unprotected and the roe deer could not move. It was very difficult to survive at night.

The four continued walking down, and not far away they saw a roe deer lying under a tree stump.

When the roe deer saw people coming, it howled with its neck stretched out, but it couldn't even struggle to get up.

“Hahaha!” Zhao Weipeng laughed strangely, ran a few steps to catch up with Zhao Jun in front, and said, “Nephew, take a picture for uncle.”

After saying that, Zhao Weipeng was about to run for the roe deer. He remembered Zhao Jun had said that after catching a live roe deer, he would take a group of photos of Boss Zhao capturing the beast.

"Hey?" Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang attacked almost at the same time, and the uncle and nephew grabbed Zhao Weipeng together.

"You're doing something stupid. If you go over there, it will nag you again!" Wang Qiang said unhappily.

"Ah?" Zhao Weipeng asked in surprise, "Do roe deer bite people?"

"Rabbits can bite people." Wang Qiang said again, and then Zhao Jun said to Zhao Weipeng: "Uncle, wild animals are different from domestic animals. They are wild. If you grab them directly like this, they can easily bite you."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun took Zhao Weipeng around in circles, circling behind the roe deer.

The roe deer couldn't get up, but it could move its head. It turned its head and saw Zhao Jun and Zhao Weipeng approaching from behind, and the roe deer became even more panicked.

But at this point, it had no choice but to scream.

But the more it barked, the more excited the hunters became.

Zhao Jun took out a rope from his pocket, tied one end of the rope with both hands and made a noose. As he walked, he shouted to Zhao Weipeng: "Uncle, I'll put this on it. After that, you hold the rope and I'll take a picture of you."

The roar of the roe deer echoed throughout the mountain. People could not hear each other clearly when they talked to each other, so they could only shout.

After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Zhao Weipeng's eyes lit up and he nodded continuously.

The closer the two got to the roe deer, the louder it screamed. It tried to struggle to get up, but failed several times.

Zhao Jun frowned slightly, endured the sonic attack of the roe deer, threw the noose onto the roe deer's head, and pulled it. The noose went down along the roe deer's head and around its neck.

Zhao Weipeng happily stepped forward and grabbed the rope, then raised his arms high, with his muscular body, he looked like a warrior capturing a wild beast.

After Zhao Jun took a photo, Zhao Weipeng changed to tug-of-war style, and then changed to back-carrying rope...

After taking seven photos in a row, Zhao Weipeng asked Zhao Jun, then he put down the rope, went over, pressed the roe deer's back with one hand and pinched the back of its neck with the other.

What can the roe deer do?

The roe deer struggled desperately, and Zhao Weipeng urged Zhao Jun to press the shutter.

After taking three more photos, Zhao Weipeng got up from the roe deer with satisfaction. Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang and Jie Chen stepped forward and tied the roe deer's four hooves with ropes.

In this way, the four members of Zhao Jun worked until noon and harvested three live roe deer and three dead roe deer.

The dead roe deer was frozen hard and stiff, but there was no doubt that its stomach was stinking.

The Zhao family would not eat stinky meat, let alone sell it for money, so except for the four legs of the three roe deer, the rest of the meat would be fed to the dogs.

It was already noon when the four of them loaded the six roe deer onto the Jiefang truck. They had brought some dry food with them, but none of them ate any and they headed back home.

Xie Chen drove the Jiefang, pulling the roe deer behind him. Zhao Jun drove the jeep, carrying Wang Qiang and Zhao Weipeng in front.

"Hey? Uncle." Zhao Jun thought of something while driving, so he said to Wang Qiang, "Shall we take the dog up the mountain tomorrow?"

"Where are you going, nephew?" Wang Qiang asked.

"Let's see how many wild boars we can catch." Zhao Jun said, "We promised our team leader that we have the live roe deer, but we still need a few wild boars. It's almost New Year's Day, so we have to do the job for them."

"That's right..." Wang Qiang also remembered something while speaking, and said to Zhao Jun: "Nephew, your father still owes them a wild boar."

"What?" Zhao Jun was startled, and then he heard Wang Qiang say: "He promised to help that... Liu Renshan and Wu Feng catch wild boars, this..."

Zhao Jun's mouth twitched when he heard that. A leader of the statistics team and a leader of the dispatching team, his troublesome father was really capable of taking on the job.

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At the same time, in a canteen at Yongan Forest Farm, workers were chatting while eating.

Today, the canteen served cabbage stewed with vermicelli and two steamed buns, and several workers sat in the corner.

One of them said in a sharp voice: "Eat cabbage and potatoes every day."

Just by listening to his voice, you can tell he is Cui Da Laba.

"Fuck!" Someone next to him said, "You're talking like you have nothing to lose. Is this the only thing you can eat every day?"

This is not an insult, the four villages in Yong'an are all family housing areas, and most of them are families of wage-earning workers. But even so, not every family can eat stew every day.

For most families, cabbage and potatoes can only be seen at night, while pickles and soybean paste are eaten in the morning and at noon.

"Who said it wasn't?" Another person took a bite of the steamed bun, then tilted his head back slightly, moved his chin forward a little, swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, and whispered, "Look at Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun, they can eat it, why are you pretending?"

Cui Da Laba took a bite of cabbage, smacking his lips as he chewed, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, the man sitting opposite Cui Da Laba leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice, "I heard that the kid from Zhao Youcai's family pulled a big wild boar in his car and brought it to our canteen this morning."

"Yes, I heard about it too." The person next to him said, "They said they cut open the stomach and drained the blood. When they were done, they weighed 700 to 800 kilograms."

"Why not put it under the fire wall in the back kitchen?" Someone said, "Before the food was served, I heard Han Dachun muttering that he would put it there to slow down so that he could peel the skin."

"Then we'll have meat to eat tomorrow?"

"There is meat, but it's not good meat." One person curled his lips and said, "The Zhao family hunts, and they eat the good ones themselves, and sell the bad ones to the canteen."

"Not so good!" Cui Dababa said, "Such a big cannon ball, no meat to eat."

"Stop talking nonsense." As soon as Cui Da Laba finished speaking, someone said, "Is it delicious? We'll stew the meat tomorrow. Don't you want to eat it?"

"Why shouldn't I eat?" Cui Da Laba said, "I'm a forestry worker, why shouldn't I eat?"

"Hey?" At this time, someone asked, "Didn't Zhao Youcai sell the old cow to the canteen? It would be great if he wants to sell beef, so we can all get a piece of it."

"What are you thinking about..." Cui Da Laba was about to respond when he saw the cotton curtain at the door being lifted, and then a person walked into the cafeteria.

"Oh!" Cui Da Laba was startled. His companions saw him staring at the door in a daze and cast their glances in his direction.

Zhao Youcai, with a stern face, walked towards the kitchen. He walked from Forestry Team 27 to the forest farm in one breath, which took him nearly three hours.

Walking like this, his blood flowed throughout his body and he felt hotter and hotter. The lining of Zhao Youcai's cotton-padded jacket was wet, but his heart was cold.

"Brother!" Seeing Zhao Youcai coming in, Li Dayong stood up suddenly. Wu Feng, who was sitting at the same table with him, and Liu Renshan, who was sitting at the table next to the fire wall, also stood up.

Today is the 22nd, and New Year's Day is just around the corner. People are waiting for the wild boar gift that Zhao Youcai promised!
Official announcement: Zhao Baotou temporarily withdraws from the hunting circle!

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(End of this chapter)