The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1192 The Bad Guy Appears
Even though Boss Zhao is much richer than Boss Zhao, Zhao Youcai has a much worse temper than Zhao Weipeng.

For such a long time, everyone thought that it was Zhao Youcai who slaughtered the cow, but no one dared to ask why Zhao Youcai shot the cow to death with just two shots.

"Come here, Brother Zhao!" Wang Qiang came up to Zhao Weipeng, happily put a struck match to Zhao Weipeng's mouth, and lit the Shilin cigarette for him in a servile manner.

God knows, Mr. Wang has lit cigarettes for people only a few times since he was a child. No matter how big the leader or how rich the boss is, Wang Qiang doesn't care.

"Oh!" Recalling what happened that day, Zhao Weipeng couldn't help but sigh, and then he started talking, from how they encountered a deer while chasing a pig to how they encountered a cow while chasing a deer.

"Hahaha..." When they heard that Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng had shot down Da Qingniu with two shots, the three Zhao Juns couldn't help laughing, but Zhao Jun and Jie Chen controlled themselves better. Only Wang Qiang actually laughed out loud.

"What are you so happy about?" Zhao Weipeng rolled his eyes at Wang Qiang and said, "My brother said that this is how it is in the forest area. It is common to trap cattle and horses."

Zhao Weipeng said this, and the three of them were still laughing.

What Zhao Youcai told Zhao Weipeng was correct, this kind of thing is very normal in the forest area. Because of the branches and twigs blocking the view, it is blurry to see more than ten or twenty meters away.

At this distance, we can't go any further. If we go any further, we will alert the prey.

Moreover, when Zhao Youcai and Zhao Weipeng were chasing the sika deer, when they saw something vaguely, they subconsciously thought it was a deer.

This kind of thing is very common in forest areas, and even experienced gunners can make such mistakes.

But the fun of outsiders making embarrassment is different from the fun of people around you making embarrassment.

Another thing is that it is normal for ordinary people to make a fool of themselves. Isn’t Zhao Youcai known for his invincible gunslinging?
Seeing the three people still laughing, Zhao Weipeng also felt something was wrong. He raised his fat hand and said, "Stop laughing. What are you laughing at?"

"Hahaha..." When he said this, even Zhao Jun and Jie Chen couldn't hold back their laughter. The laughter echoed on the hillside, attracting the hunting dogs to watch.

"Brother Zhao." Wang Qiang suddenly remembered something and asked Zhao Weipeng with a smile, "I'm not talking to you as a brother. You said you are so rich, so you should pay for it if you get beaten by an old cow? How can you run away?"

"We didn't intend to run away!" Zhao Weipeng's face instantly turned red after hearing what Wang Qiang said. He said, "We two brothers have already discussed it. Let the brother surnamed Zhang take the money to cover us."

"You're still looking for a scapegoat." Wang Qiang laughed and said, "Then how did you get caught?"

Zhao Weipeng was startled, then looked at Zhao Jun, raised his hand and slapped Zhao Jun on the leg, then pointed at Zhao Jun and said to Wang Qiang: "This kid is bad!"

"Hahaha..." This time it was Zhao Jun's turn to laugh. Wang Qiang and Jie Chen were confused. When Zhao Jun was making up lies that day, they all went home. The next day, the second Zhao came back from the mountain early, and no one else knew what happened.

When Zhao Weipeng revealed all of Zhao Jun's "evil deeds", Wang Qiang and Jie Chen laughed so hard that they fell over.

"Oh, my nephew." Wang Qiang didn't know whether he was laughing or choking on the cigarette, but tears came out of his eyes. He pointed at Zhao Jun and said, "You are my nephew. I can't say anything to you."

Jie Chen also laughed and leaned on Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun also laughed. He smiled and said to Zhao Weipeng who was glaring at him, "Uncle, who let you two run away? They blamed me first, and I got angry and had a big fight with them. Later, the tenant in their Lengchang said that he ran into you two the other day. When I heard the tenant's description of your appearance and Shi Linyan, I gritted my teeth and agreed to do this."

At this point, Zhao Jun paused and continued with a smile, "I didn't think you two would be able to get up early the next morning."

"You little brat." Zhao Weipeng slapped Zhao Jun on the leg again and said, "Your dad and I didn't sleep all night!"

"Hahaha……"

Amidst the laughter, Wang Qiang pulled away Zhao Weipeng's fat hand that was on Zhao Jun's leg and said in defense, "Then who do you two blame? Who let you two run away?"

"How dare I not run?" Zhao Weipeng said angrily, "My brother said that the people in your village have bad mouths. If this gets out, they will call me Butcher Fat."

“Hahahaha…” Hearing what Zhao Weipeng said, Zhao Jun and the other two laughed until tears came out and their stomachs hurt from laughing.

"Stop laughing!" Zhao Weipeng couldn't stop the three from laughing, but he pushed Wang Qiang twice and asked, "I went to the toilet that day, and before I went in, I heard them mumbling..."

At this point, Zhao Weipeng paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Did your father beat up an old bull before?"

Zhao Jun pursed his lips and said nothing after hearing what Zhao Weipeng said. Zhao Weipeng was startled when he saw this, and when he turned to look at Wang Qiang, he saw Wang Qiang craning his neck and staring at the treetops.

"Hey?" Zhao Weipeng went to look for Jie Chen again, but Jie Chen threw the cigarette butt under his feet. Although the cigarette butt fell into the snow, Jie Chen lowered his head and stepped on it, crushing the extinguished cigarette butt hard.

"Tsk!" Zhao Weipeng saw this and felt that he shouldn't embarrass the younger generation, so he grabbed Wang Qiang's arm and said, "I won't ask you anything else. I'll just ask what nickname did the people in your village give my brother after he was beaten to death by an old cow?"

When Wang Qiang heard that Zhao Weipeng was asking this, he shook off his fat hand vigorously, then pointed at Zhao Jun and Jie Chen and said, "Nephew, minister, let's go back quickly. There are three and a half pigs here, and we won't be busy until the afternoon, right?"

"No! No..." Zhao Weipeng wanted to know, if his name was Tu Niupang, what should Zhao Youcai be called. But the more he waved his hands, the faster Zhao Jun and the other two ran.

Three live pigs and half a bucket of old rice cake were brought down the mountain by the four Zhao soldiers, and it was already noon.

Although they brought dry food with them, the four of them still took the bus back home. How could it be better to eat the cold dry food when they were on snow than to go home and eat a hot meal?
Xie Chen was still driving, Zhao Weipeng sat in the passenger seat, and Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang were in the trunk with the hunting dog.

Leaning against the wall of the carriage, Zhao Jun told Wang Qiang the information he had heard from Xing San.

"Nephew." Wang Qiang said to Zhao Jun with a serious face, "This thing is really troublesome."

"What's the matter, uncle?" Zhao Jun asked. Wang Qiang said, "He's the only one who knows what Touzi Hu hid. Widow Wang has been dead for many years. How can we find him?"

"Uncle." Zhao Jun organized his words in his mind, and then said to Wang Qiang, "I feel that if this matter goes wrong, Song Anlu will have to tell Blind Pang."

"That's normal." Wang Qiang said: "They are father and son, but..."

Wang Qiang suddenly changed the subject and said, "Song Anlu knows that Widow Wang left these treasures, but he probably doesn't know where they are."

"That's right." Zhao Jun nodded in agreement and said, "If he knew, he would have taken it out long ago."

Only Zhao Jun knew that the Pang family had not obtained the treasure. He could not tell Wang Qiang directly, so he used Xing San's name to tell Wang Qiang that the Pang family also went up the mountain to look for treasure every year.

"Wait until you finish your current work." Wang Qiang said, "After the new year, you should go back to work. When the time comes, just say you went up the mountain to check the ruler, and then we'll go straight to Widow Wang's door frame.

I guess that the place where Widow Wang hid the treasure cannot be too far from her old shack, so we have to dig three feet deep to find it..."

"Uncle." Zhao Jun stopped Wang Qiang and said, "How can we dig three feet deep in the winter?"

"You kid..." Wang Qiang glanced at Zhao Jun and said, "When we mountaineers set traps, we have to mark the surroundings. The same goes for that bearded man digging a treasure cellar. It depends on whether we can find it when the time comes."

"That...Old Third Master Xing said," Zhao Jun said, "When the time comes, he will help us find it, and when he finds it, the things will belong to us."

"Hey? He's good." Hearing Zhao Jun talking about Xing San, Wang Qiang's eyes lit up, and then he said with some emotion: "Actually, Baoyu and Xiaochen are no exception. But those two kids are not as mature as you, I'm afraid they won't keep their mouths shut."

Li Baoyu and Jie Chen were both from the same family, and they were also good people. But these two boys were not very mature, and although they were not like Li Ruhai who would tell everything, they were afraid that they would get excited while chatting with others and then tell others about this matter.

If that were the case, it would not be an intentional disclosure of secrets, but such a big thing, whether intentional or unintentional, would be troublesome if it were leaked.

Especially living in a village, there are more messes. The Zhao family is already enviable enough, if they make another windfall, Zhao Jun is afraid that something bad will happen.

The lesson of the Bai family in the previous life was still vivid in their minds. Because of a conjoined wild ginseng, the vicious people dared to take risks. What would happen if so much gold entered the Zhao family?

In fact, even Zhao Jun's house was easily targeted by thieves. But the yards of the Zhao and Li families were full of dogs, and there were people in the house with guns, so no one dared to force their way in.

"Then the three of us..." Zhao Jun blinked twice and was interrupted by Wang Qiang before he could finish his words.

"What do you mean the three of us?" Wang Qiang asked, "And what about your dad? He asked for leave to go hunting, and Zhang Guoqing could give him leave."

"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "Let my dad go too!"

"It's just that your Uncle Li can't leave right now." Wang Qiang said, "No matter what, he can come."

"Yes." Zhao Jun said, "If my brother Zhang doesn't need to be hospitalized, he can do it too."

……

Just as Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang, uncle and nephew, were taking turns in the carriage, in a cafeteria of Yong'an Forest Farm, Zhao Youcai, Han Dachun and Han Daming were sitting around a table smoking with bowls and chopsticks in front of them.

After lunch, the three of them smoked and chatted together.

At this time, the white cloth curtain at the door was lifted, and the canteen director Zhang Guoqing walked in with a smile.

"Hey, Director." Seeing that it was Zhang Guoqing, Han Dachun hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I have eaten it." Zhang Guoqing agreed with a smile. As he walked behind Zhao Youcai, Zhang Guoqing reached out for the cigarette box on the table, but Zhao Youcai was one step ahead of him. He took the cigarette box in his hand and put it in his pocket.

"You... why are you like this?" Zhang Guoqing was talking to Zhao Youcai, glanced at the Han brothers in the middle of the conversation, and then continued to say to Zhao Youcai: "I have something to talk to you about."

"Well..." Hearing Zhang Guoqing's words, Han Dachun hurriedly stood up and said, "Director, you and Youcai stay here, my brother and I are going to the toilet."

When Han Dachun was speaking, Han Daming also stood up. When Han Dachun finished speaking, Han Daming said to Zhao Youcai, "Master, you don't have to worry about the dishes. I'll clean them up when I come back."

Zhao Youcai nodded slightly but said nothing.

After the Han brothers left, Zhang Guoqing smiled at Zhao Youcai and said, "Youcai, if you don't want to go up the mountain, why don't you go home and tell my nephew to catch a wild boar for me. I'll pay you back later."

"I'm not going up the mountain." Zhao Youcai said, "I don't care about that shit either."

"Look at how you talk." Zhang Guoqing said, looking around, then moved closer to Zhao Youcai and whispered, "Youcai, do you want to be an official?"

"Hmm?" Zhao Youcai was startled, and then he heard Zhang Guoqing say, "I want to scratch up, scratch up, I want to scratch up, and the position of canteen director will be given to you if it's vacant."

When Zhang Guoqing said this, Zhao Youcai's eyes lit up, but the next second, his eyes dimmed again, and he muttered: "If Zhang Zhanshan is still alive, I can be a canteen director, but now it's meaningless."

"Then why do you say it's meaningless?" Zhang Guoqing said, "Being an official is better than not being one. Don't let your son become an official while you are still busy cooking."

Zhang Guoqing's words were really the right medicine for the problem. Zhao Youcai blinked several times and asked Zhang Guoqing, "Where are you going to scratch?"

Zhao Youcai wanted to give Zhang Guoqing some advice first. What if the goals set by this old man are not so reliable?

"That's right." Zhang Guoqing said, "After the New Year, Su Jinbao will go home. Your Jianjun will move up a level, and I will go to be his deputy."

Hearing what Zhang Guoqing said, Zhao Youcai glanced at Zhang Guoqing and said, "Are you taking over my job as brother-in-law?"

Zhang Guoqing: "..."

Zhang Guoqing wanted to be the deputy team leader of the logistics department, a position currently held by Zhou Jianjun. After New Year's Day, Su Jinbao would retire and Zhou Jianjun would be promoted to team leader. If Zhang Guoqing became the deputy team leader, he would really be taking over Zhou Jianjun's job.

This is indeed the case, but these days when it comes to succession, it is usually the children who take over their parents' positions.

Zhang Guoqing didn't say anything at this time, but Zhao Youcai pressed the cigarette butt into the empty bowl in front of him, and then said to Zhang Guoqing: "Okay, go home and prepare some money. Tomorrow I'll let my little...son catch you."

"Youngest son?" Zhang Guoqing didn't know that Zhao Youcai originally wanted to say "little calf". He just corrected Zhao Youcai and said, "How many sons do you have in total?"

"That's none of your business." Zhao Youcai said to Zhang Guoqing, but Zhang Guoqing asked, "Hey? I'm confused. In all these years in our forest area, I've never heard of anyone being able to catch a live wild boar. But your son is amazing."

Zhao Youcai glanced at Zhang Guoqing and asked, "Do you know that Zhang Yuanmin is not good?"

"Big crotch?" Zhang Guoqing said, "How could I not know? Our two families are somewhat related."

……

"A-choo!" Zhang Yuanmin, who was half lying on the makeshift medical vehicle, suddenly sneezed. Seeing this, Yang Yufeng hurriedly tucked the corner of the quilt for him. It was cold in the vehicle, and Yang Yufeng was afraid that Zhang Yuanmin would get cold.

At this time, the car had just entered the forest area, and Yang Yufeng saw through the car window that two people were each riding a bicycle.

"Hey?" Yang Yufeng pointed out the window and asked Zhang Yuanmin, "Lingdang's father, are those the two people who collected our skins?"

Zhang Yuanmin, leaning against his bag, raised his head slightly and looked out the window. The two people riding the bicycle were indeed Zheng Xuekun and Zheng Donghai, father and son.

(End of this chapter)