The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1253 Seeking Help from the Shao Family

When he came, Zhao Jun was somewhat reluctant about the job transfer, but when he left, he was very happy.

"Hey?" When Zhao Jun was about to leave, Zhou Chunming stopped him and said to him, "Go find your brother-in-law and ask him to take you to the HR and Finance departments. You can't do it this month, but you can get more next month."

"Uncle, how much can I get?" Zhao Jun was very curious about this question. In fact, that salary was nothing to him. Zhao Jun could earn more than 100 yuan for catching a live roe deer, but it felt different.

"Oh my!" Zhou Chunming squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, "You are a cadre, and you have to go out on field work. Your salary, allowances, and other miscellaneous expenses, you must make at least a hundred yuan, right?"

"So much?" Zhao Jun was overjoyed when he heard this. This salary was almost catching up with Zhao Youcai. But Zhao Youcai had so many years of work experience, while he had only worked for one year!
Just like that, Zhao Jun left happily.

Zhao Jun went to the logistics team to look for Zhou Jianjun, but Zhou Jianjun was not there. He heard that Team Leader Zhou had taken people to check the warehouse, and that person also knew Zhao Jun and knew that he was their team leader Zhou's brother-in-law, so he helped Zhao Jun find Zhou Jianjun.

Zhao Jun didn't give in. He didn't need to worry about his salary. His first priority was to find the treasure. But Zhao Jun borrowed a pipe shovel, a sharp shovel and a pickaxe from the man.

How could the logistics team be short of equipment? Five minutes later, Zhao Jun came to a canteen on a motorcycle.

At this time, Zhao Youcai was already preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Hearing his apprentice say that Zhao Jun had arrived, Zhao Youcai put down his kitchen knife and came out of the kitchen. As he walked towards Zhao Jun, he asked, "What are you doing now?"

"Dad, I'm an official now!" Zhao Jun happily shared the news with Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai was stunned and subconsciously asked, "What kind of official are you?"

"Deputy team leader." Zhao Jun said with a smile, "Deputy team leader of security."

"Security deputy team leader?" Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "Didn't you say you don't work night shifts?"

"I don't have to work the night shift. I'm a forest guard." Zhao Jun said, "My job is to patrol the forest."

"You're just talking bullshit." Zhao Youcai said unhappily, "Where is the forestry protection?"

"Yes." Zhao Jun said proudly, "It was specially arranged for me. Dad, guess how much I earn a month?"

"How much do you earn?" Zhao Youcai was also curious, and after he asked, he heard Zhao Jun say: "I am a cadre, and I have to go out on field work. If you include subsidies and other things, I get 100 yuan."

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Zhao Youcai has been working in the forest farm for more than 20 years. He is exposed to smoke and fire every day, but he only earns a little over 100 yuan.

Zhao Jun has only been working for a year and he has only worked a few days in this year, but he is almost catching up with Zhao Youcai.

As Zhao Jun's father, Zhao Youcai should be happy, but he really can't be happy.

At this moment, Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, Zhao Jun left in a hurry.

After leaving the forest farm, he headed straight for Widow Wang's door frame. Unexpectedly, he met Xing San who was preparing to return to Lengchang on the way.

The old man was conscripted by the Zhao army and followed the Zhao army all the way to the place where the treasure cellar was opened yesterday.

The snow that was buried yesterday was scraped away to reveal the soil underneath. The soil was frozen hard, so Zhao Jun and Xing San began to scrape and collect firewood. Today they only dug a shovel to test, so the firewood pile did not cover a large area.

The fire lasted for another hour. Then Zhao Jun dug a shovel and knew that there was backfill underneath without even having to dig it out to see. Because when he was digging, the shovel head was blocked and hit the stone, making a dull collision sound.

Seeing Zhao Jun stopped moving, Xing San asked, "What's the matter, kid?"

Zhao Jun nodded heavily to Xing San and said, "Uncle, it seems we have to continue burning."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun scooped up a shovel of dirt and shook it onto the ground.

"Yes!" Looking at the large stones scattered in the black soil on the ground, Xing San looked up at the sky and urged, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Let's gather more firewood to burn it!"

"Yeah!" Zhao Jun nodded, and the two of them gathered firewood nearby, and the fire burned more and more vigorously.

They worked like this until half past eleven. Zhao Jun asked Xing San to sit down by the fire. He took out a pack of Shilin cigarettes from his pocket and put it in Xing San's hand. Then he took out a bald cake from his cotton monkey pocket and gave it to Xing San.

This bald bun was bought when buying cigarettes. The pocket of the big cotton monkey is so big that, as Zhao Youcai said, if the No. 16 gun is disassembled, the barrel can be hidden in the pocket.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the two of them sat there roasting and eating dry food. Ma Yang, who had just finished school at noon, came home in a rage. When he entered the house, he suddenly opened the door, startling Wang Cuihua who was serving food in front of the stove.

"What are you doing..." Before Wang Cuihua could finish her words, she saw her youngest son running to the west room angrily, then lying on the kang without moving.

"What's the big deal?" Wang Cuihua, who had served the dishes and was holding the plate, looked at Ma Ling who was standing in front of the bowl rack. The mother and daughter put down what they were holding and walked into the west room together.

"What's wrong, little brother?" Ma Ling came in and asked Ma Yang with concern, "Who bullied you?"

As soon as Ma Ling said this, Ma Yang sat up suddenly, which scared Ma Ling.

"Zhao Jun!" Ma Yang yelled, "Zhao Jun is giving the little girl a hairpin!"

This morning, Ma Yang kept stealing glances at his deskmate...at the hairpin on his head.

Although there was no word printed on the red plastic hairpin, Ma Yang knew that the identical hairpin must have been produced by Zhao Jun!

"Ah?" Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were shocked when they heard this. Ma Ling stared at Wang Cuihua with her eyes wide open and panic in her eyes.

Ma Ling's heart was in a mess at this time, and Wang Cuihua grabbed Ma Ling's wrist with her right hand, signaling her daughter not to worry, then she pointed her other hand at Ma Yang and shouted: "Tell me, who did Zhao Jun give the card to!"

"Hu Lina!" Ma Yang yelled out the name, then fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands and crying loudly.

"Hu Lina?" Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were both stunned. Wang Cuihua looked at Ma Ling and asked, "Who is Hu Lina?"

"No... isn't he from our village?" Ma Ling tried to recall the name in her mind but couldn't remember it for a long time.

At this moment, Ma Yang, who was crying bitterly and no one cared about him, suddenly stood up, with tears and snot on his face.

"Who? Who! My deskmate!" Ma Yang yelled again, and Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were stunned.

When the mother and daughter reacted, they attacked almost at the same time, and one of them slapped Ma Yang twice.

"Why are you hitting me?" Ma Yang stopped yelling, but he was full of grievances.

But at this time, Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua walked out of the house together. If she said that Zhao Jun gave a hairpin to some young wife or girl, Ma Ling would cry to death. But how old is Ma Yang? It's ridiculous to say that Zhao Jun gave her a hairpin.

The mother and daughter went to the east room to eat, and no one paid any attention to Ma Yang. At this time, it was twelve o'clock and the forest farm canteen was open for dinner.

Zhao Youcai was still guarding his window, serving meals and dishes to his relatives and friends.

The person standing in front of the window holding a lunch box is Li Dayong. Behind him are Wang Qiang and Lin Xiangshun.
Suddenly, Cui Fugui, who had finished ordering food at window number two, came up to Li Dayong.

But he had already finished his meal and he didn't want to cut in line.

"Brother Zhao!" Cui Fugui's voice gave people a chattering feeling, very noisy.

So his nickname is Cui Da Laba.

Zhao Youcai raised his eyelids and glanced at Cui Fugui, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Zhao, my wife is going back to her parents' home to visit my father-in-law in a couple of days." Cui Fugui said to Zhao Youcai, "She only goes back twice a year, and I don't think she can take much, so I want to buy ten kilograms of beef from you."

As soon as Cui Fugui said this, he felt the temperature around him drop a lot. Before Cui Fugui could react, he was pushed by Li Dayong beside him.

"What are you doing, Brother Li?" Cui Fugui looked at Li Dayong in surprise. He didn't understand. He just wanted to buy a few pounds of beef. If you want to sell it, then sell it. If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Even if the deal fails, there is still justice.

But at this time, Zhao Youcai stretched out a long-handled spoon from the window, pointed at Cui Fugui and asked: "Get the hell out of here!"

Cui Fugui got angry after being scolded and pushed repeatedly. He glared at Zhao Youcai and said, "Zhao Youcai, why are you pretending to be so cool? Did you eat too much beef?"

After hearing what Cui Fugui said, Zhao Youcai was so angry that his whole body was shaking and his lips were quivering.

"Fuck you!" Li Dayong kicked Cui Fugui in the stomach, and Cui Fugui retreated violently. Fortunately, there was someone queuing behind him. Cui Fugui bumped into someone, but he managed to keep his body steady.

"Beat him!" At this time, Zhao Youcai in the kitchen waved a spoon and shouted, "Beat him to death! If he gets hurt, it's my fault!"

As soon as Zhao Youcai said this, Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun rushed towards Cui Fugui, but were stopped by people nearby.

"Zhao Youcai!" Cui Fugui pointed at Zhao Youcai and shouted, "You are so pretentious? Don't you have a good son? You wear a gold bracelet and smoke a stone stick, but without your son, can you do it?"

Some people just don't like to keep things to themselves. The more people try to stop them, the more excited they get and the louder they shout!
But at this moment, a long leg kicked out, and Cui Fugui cried out "Ouch, fuck!" and squatted down, holding his stomach. Then, Li Baoyu pushed away the person who was pulling Cui Fugui's back, and went over to punch Cui Fugui.

Li Baoyu had not participated in the war before. He was young and had to call Cui Fugui "uncle" when he saw him. He should not have gotten involved in the war between adults.

But seeing that this guy was so irritating, Li Baoyu finally couldn't help himself.

After being beaten on the head by Li Baoyu, Cui Fugui finally calmed down. Pulled by the people around him, Cui Fugui didn't even eat and walked out of the cafeteria directly.

The excitement was over, those who needed to line up lined up, and those who needed to eat continued to eat. At this time, Zhao Youcai no longer served rice, but gave the big spoon to his little apprentice.

Then, Zhao Youcai sat in the kitchen, puffing on his cigarette.

But at this time, Cui Fugui's shrill voice kept lingering in his ears, which made Zhao Youcai's eyes more determined.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jun dug out another small box from the treasure cellar. When he opened the box, he found that it was full of silver dollars, which made Zhao Jun a little depressed.

Digging holes in the snow and ice is so tiring!
But everything has to be done in one go, and now that it has progressed to this point, we have to keep digging deeper.

But when Zhao Jun and Xing San dug again, all they found was black soil.

"Stop digging, kid." Xing San saw this and said to Zhao Jun, "These are all we have."

Zhao Jun said nothing, and he and Xing San used a shovel to scoop up snow to cover the treasure cellar. Then he held the box and ran to the motorcycle with Xing San who was carrying the shovel.

After the things were dug out, Xing San wanted to go back to Lengchang. Zhao Jun sent him back, and then Xing San returned home alone.

On the way home, Zhao Jun went over his treasure hunt in his mind several times.

Until the end, Zhao Jun still firmly believed that Widow Wang had more treasures than this, otherwise his Pang family in his previous life would not have been so prosperous.

When he got back to the village, it was almost half past four. Zhao Jun went to his new house, put a box of silver dollars on the kang, then turned around and walked out.

Riding a motorcycle, Zhao Jun came to the village headquarters and asked Zhao Guofeng to help him make a phone call to Lingnan Qiaotou Village.

Qiaotou Village is not a forest area and there is no internal line to the forestry department, so it is difficult to get through by phone.

Nearly forty minutes had passed from the time Zhao Jun made the call to the time Song Lan came to answer the phone. But Zhao Jun was not in a hurry. When Song Lan came, Zhao Jun asked Song Lan, "Sister-in-law, how is my brother?"

"Not very good." Although they were separated by a phone call, Song Lan felt close to Zhao Jun's voice and couldn't help choking up and saying, "Your brother just doesn't listen. I didn't let him go, and he scolded me."

Huang Gui's nickname is Huang Laonian, which means his temper.

Zhao Jun sighed, said some words to comfort Song Lan, and then said: "Sister-in-law, please do me a favor and help me find Mr. Shao."

"Ah?" Song Lan was stunned at first, then asked Zhao Jun: "You are looking for the old man, and you are looking for the old old man."

"Just find the old man." Zhao Jun had thought about it on the way back. In terms of understanding Fangshan, who can compare with the Shao family? Isn't his Pang family also a student of the Shao family?

Another thing is that Shao Yunfeng was Wang Guafu's subordinate at the beginning. Wang Guafu even knew how to raid the cellar, so she must have received guidance from Shao Yunfeng.

But Shao Yunfeng was old, and Zhao Jun didn't want to bother him. Besides, the treasure cellar was left by Widow Wang, and they were afraid that Shao Yunfeng would have other ideas.

"Okay, I'll find it for you, brother!" Song Lan carefully put down the microphone and shouted into it, "Wait!"

After saying that, Song Lan ran away.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Shao Tianpeng's voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "Ah, Zhao Jun!"

"Mr. Shao." Zhao Jun greeted the man opposite him with a smile, saying, "Are you doing well?"

"I'm fine, and my family is fine too, don't worry about me." Shao Tianpeng asked back, "What's the matter, Zhao Jun? Just tell me what's the matter."

The old man was not confused at all. He knew that Zhao Jun had gone to so much trouble to find him, so there must be something wrong.

As expected, as soon as Shao Tianpeng finished speaking, Zhao Jun asked him, "Master Shao, what's the problem with us letting people go to the mountains?"

"Head tilt?" Hearing Zhao Jun's question, Shao Tianpeng said, "That's a counter-sign."

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded quickly and asked: "Master Shao, for example. I see a counter-sign, and then I do the opposite and lift out the hammer on the back of the counter-sign, then..."

At this point, Zhao Jun stopped. He wanted to use a mallet to replace the treasure cellar, but suddenly he remembered that the mallet and treasure were not the same thing. The mallet was born naturally, and the older ginseng head would determine the location of the ginseng based on a variety of factors. But treasure was different, it was buried by humans.

Seeing that Zhao Jun couldn't continue, Shao Tianpeng felt that something was wrong, but his character was not as strong as his father Shao Yunfeng. Shao Tianpeng smiled faintly and asked, "Do you think there is water near Shenzhaizi?"

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Jun's eyes lit up when he heard Shao Tianpeng's words. He felt that this old man could give him an answer.

(End of this chapter)