Rebirth of Bayi Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest

More than thirty gazelles were placed together, and Xu Chengjun and his colleagues had obvious excitement on their faces.

Xu Haijun even said:
"Xiaolong, I didn't expect this. There are so many things going on at once! We have only been waiting for less than half an hour. Should we go to another place to fight again?"

"What the hell!" Xu Chengjun slapped him in the face. "How are you going to pull them back after you hit them? These are more than 30 sheep, not more than 30 chickens! It's hard to pull them back, how can I carry you back if I hit you again?"

Everyone laughed, and the joy of harvest spread among these people.

"Why is it difficult to pull? Just pile these yellow sheep in the cart bed and we can sit on the wheels." Xie Yundong didn't expect to have such a big harvest just after arriving, and he was very excited.

"Let's go back first." Li Long smiled, "You can try to load the yellow sheep into the truck bed and see how much you can fit."

He hit three by himself - mainly because the herd of gazelles had already rushed to his face, so he didn't even need to aim deliberately, he just shot and shot based on his experience.

He just counted. His father was hitting one, Gu Boyuan and Li Jianguo were hitting two each, and Lu Yingming was hitting one and injuring one. Before he could run away, he was beaten to death by another person. The specific situation is not clear yet and they are still looking for him.

But he didn't seem to care much. Every militiaman had a basic yellow sheep in hand, and the rest would be distributed anyway, so he didn't care too much.

According to Xu Chengjun, when the militiamen he led went out hunting, the first animal they shot was counted as their own, and the second one was counted as part of the team. Basically, each of them shot two animals, some of which were the same, and some even shot three.

The yellow sheep shot by Li Long and his friends were not shared with the team. This was also a benefit that Li Long brought everyone here for.

This time, Lu Yingming took the initiative to carry his own yellow sheep to the tractor bed. Everyone else marked the yellow sheep they wanted to take away, and those for the team were piled in the middle of the bed.

At this time, you can see whether the family conditions and experience are rich.

Some people pick the yellow sheep they want to take home based on their size, as bigger ones naturally have more meat.

Some of the more experienced ones, whose families are not so short of meat, choose one or two year old male elk or young female elk.

When choosing, they also look at the teeth to judge the age. They know that this kind of meat is delicious and has less smell.

Xie Yundong is one of them, and Tao Daqiang is almost the same.

Having stayed in the mountains with Li Long for three years, he also participated in the sideline teams sent out by the previous production team. Naturally, he knew which wild animal meat was delicious and which was not.

Some people will humbly ask him for advice, while others will stick to their own selection criteria.

What if it doesn’t taste good? Even if it doesn’t taste good, it’s still meat, and it’s better than pickled vegetables and potatoes!
People who are still working hard between having and not having will not worry about whether it is good or not.

There was no way that the four people and eight gazelles on Li Long's side could all fit in the jeep. Li Jianguo originally wanted to squeeze onto the tractor with Lu Yingming and the others, but Li Long didn't agree. Are you kidding me? Why would you ride on a tractor when you have a jeep? Is it just for these gazelles?

Really unnecessary.

All the yellow sheep had their stomachs cut open to release the heat.

Li Long also told Xu Chengjun and the others about this method. Everyone still admired Li Long in hunting, and they all did as he said. Those who didn't have a knife simply took a five or six-half-length flat thorn and picked a hole first.

Li Long handed one of the yellow sheep he had shot to the team. Xu Chengjun took the yellow sheep and said to Li Long:
"Xiaolong, with this, the debt you said you owed the team will be paid off. Your method of fattening sheep is good. Some people in the team want to learn from you next year."

"No problem. If you want to learn, just go find Uncle Luo." Li Long smiled. "My father and brother also put the yellow sheep they hunted on your tractor. Let's share in your good fortune."

Xu Chengjun was driving his new tractor. In order to make it easier for people to sit on it, wooden boards were added to the handlebars on both sides. At the moment, the tractor was filled with yellow sheep.

Naturally, he had no objection to Li Long's idea and agreed without hesitation.

Li Long handed the three yellow sheep shot by Li Qingxia and Li Jianguo to Tao Daqiang and Xie Yundong respectively. He loaded the yellow sheep shot by himself and Gu Boyuan into the jeep and drove away.

"Hey, cars are still more convenient!" Looking at the taillights of the jeep going away, some people envied and sighed, "I don't know when we can drive a car in this life."

Everyone else laughed at him for being wishful thinking, but Tao Daqiang and Xie Yundong sat together and smiled at each other.

They heard from Li Long that in another 20 or 30 years, at least half of the people in the team would be able to buy a car.

They believed what Li Long said, and they believed that they would definitely be among the first group of people who could buy a car.

Li Qingxia was also quite excited, but then came the regret:

"If this gun was in your hand, would you also shoot three yellow sheep like Xiaolong? I'm old, and my eyes can't keep up with the movements..." He was talking about Li Jianguo.

"How old are you?" Li Jianguo smiled. "How old are you? Aren't you still catching and selling fish every day? You can even hunt yellow sheep. Only those who can't walk or work are considered old, don't you, Lao Gu?"

"Right, right, right." Gu Boyuan said with a smile, "Brother Li, you are not old at all. You are still hunting yellow sheep. Don't compare yourself with those young guys. It's different."

"Yeah, that's right." Li Qingxia listened to what Li Jianguo and Gu Boyuan said, and nodded modestly. He felt much better. He even began to review the situation when he was hunting the yellow sheep just now. If he had aimed a few seconds earlier, he might have been able to hit both of them.

Li Jianguo glared at Gu Boyuan. This fellow was taking advantage of him. He used to call him Lao Li, but now he calls his father Lao Li Ge. Isn't this trying to be a generation higher than him?

Don’t even think about it, everyone has their own opinion!
He was very careful when he came here, and he drove very fast when he returned. Even if he drove dozens of kilometers at night, he would rarely encounter a car. Unless he was near a residential area, Li Long would slow down. At other times, he would drive at more than 60 or 70 miles per hour... Don't think this speed is slow. In this day and age, under this kind of road conditions, it is actually very fast.

After passing Shicheng and then arriving at Ma County, Li Long first put Gu Boyuan down without giving him the two yellow sheep. He asked him to go back to the yard to rest first, and then drove to the fourth team.

When the jeep drove to the Li family compound, the lights on both sides were on. Li Juan and Li Qiang were the first to hear the engine sound, and they ran out impatiently.

Seeing Li Qingxia and Li Jianguo getting out of the car, Li Juan went up to ask about the hunting situation, while Li Qiang went to touch the gun on Li Jianguo's back - what boy doesn't like guns!
Li Longle came down happily, and then the two children immediately surrounded him, constantly asking about the hunting situation, which made Li Qingxia a little jealous.

Everyone knows that Li Long has a good relationship with the two children. According to Liang Yuemei, because Li Long used to play with the two children, he was actually just a big kid.

When he was reborn, Li Long still felt a little guilty towards the two children. His arrival took away Li Jianguo's love for the two children, so he would think of the two children first when there were good things.

Li Long chatted in the yard for a while, then drove the jeep back to the county.

On the way back, he did not meet Xu Chengjun and his team's tractor. It seemed that the people on the tractor would be busy for a while.

After Li Long returned to the big yard, he carried the yellow sheep to the wing room. He didn't have time to sort these things out so late at night.

It was past midnight when Xu Chengjun and his team returned to Team 4. Although they were all so cold that they didn't want to talk, they became active again once they got back to the team.

That night, the lights in many houses of Team Four stayed on for a long time before being turned off. After all, not everyone could eat wild game as often as Li Long's family.

Almost all the families of the militiamen who participated in the hunting were processing the yellow sheep meat that night. The yellow sheep were brought back from dozens of kilometers away and were frozen solid, but these families still waited until the yellow sheep carcasses softened, then peeled the skin and cleaned the internal organs.

No waste at all.

Xu Chengjun and Xie Yundong's tractor took people back home one by one. Before returning home, they also sent Li Jianguo's three yellow sheep to the doorstep.

The remaining ten or so gazelles belong to the team. Xu Chengjun asked the militiamen to clean their guns and return them to the team tomorrow, and then go to their homes to deal with the gazelles.

On the way, Xu Chengjun told these militiamen that they already had yellow sheep, and when it came to dividing the yellow sheep meat, these militiamen would not participate in the distribution.

Everyone is willing to do that. When they go hunting, all they have to pay is time and that trigger. Where there are yellow sheep and who will pull them there are all issues that the team has to consider.

Now every family has one, which is already very good.

At this time, the gazelles have not yet consumed all the fat they have stored up over the autumn. Basically, each one weighs over 30 kilograms. Even if you remove the skin and feces, there are still about 20 kilograms of meat and bones left. If you are frugal, it will be enough for the family to eat until the Spring Festival.

So, on the next afternoon, the loudspeaker in Xu Chengjun's house rang. Just like the last time when wild boar meat was distributed, this time each group brought people to receive yellow sheep meat and draw lots.

This time, Xu Chengjun made a lot fewer paper balls. About ten households did not participate in the distribution. The remaining households could each get about one third of the yellow sheep, which was basically meat and some offal.

As for the skins, they were returned to the team. Xu Chengjun planned to sell the skins at the purchasing station the next day or the day after tomorrow, so that the team would have more funds - of course, he kept a yellow sheep, which he would give to the township armed forces department. The township armed forces department turned a blind eye to Xu Chengjun taking the militia to hunt. No one saw this, and no one reported it. It was a case of officials not reporting it and the people not investigating it.

Moreover, Xu Chengjun also said that he was leading the militia to train lurking in the snow, and they just happened to encounter a herd of gazelles.

Since you have a gun, you can just shoot it.

The leader of the township armed forces department took the yellow sheep, and naturally would not say anything to Xu Chengjun. He might even praise him in private for his ability to do things.

How many people who can hunt yellow sheep these days would still remember to send them to the township armed forces department?

Li Jianguo was very busy. He spent the whole morning just skinning the three yellow sheep. For these three yellow sheep, all the family members helped, even Du Chunfang helped to clean their intestines.

There's nothing I can do. I'm too busy.

No one thought about bringing Li Long back to help - Li Long had more, four!

It took a whole day to process the yellow sheep. The next day, Li Jianguo rode his bicycle to deliver one to Liang Donglou.

In fact, if Gu Boyuan hadn't followed the jeep, he would have asked Liang Wenyu to follow him if he wanted to go hunting.

As for my brother-in-law, I naturally need to take care of him. But when Gu Boyuan came and Lu Yingming followed, there was obviously no room for anyone else in the jeep.

Team 4 did the same thing last year and they did it again this year. Liang Donglou has become somewhat accustomed to this.

Li Jianguo returned home not long after staying at the Liang family. Liang Yuemei was still stewing meat at home, and there were still many miscellaneous things to do.

Of course, Li Long was the busiest person. He got up early the next morning and started to deal with the yellow sheep.

However, Li Long did not want to deal with all four of them at once. He did not have the ability or the idea to do so.

First, we processed the two gazelles and froze the remaining two.

Of the two processed yellow sheep, one was kept at home, and Sister Yang braised and cooked it while the children were asleep. The other was packed in a bag and divided into four portions and taken to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Also pulled over was a gun borrowed from Section Chief Hou.

A yellow sheep has four legs, Director Wei, Deputy Director, Li Xiangqian and Section Chief Hou each have one leg.

"Hey, I've been in charge of the security department for so many years, and I've only seen the return of guns this year." Section Chief Hou joked. He didn't refuse this fat-looking leg of lamb. "The gun has been scratched, right?"

"I've wiped it." Li Long said with a smile, "It's very clean, don't worry, Chief."

"No wonder Old Li cares so much about you. You always make people feel happy when doing things." Section Chief Hou roughly checked the gun, turned on the safety, pulled the bolt to check the firing pin, then turned off the safety and put it in the cabinet.

At this time, it is not required that the gun must be double-locked by two people, so one person can manage it.

Back in Li Xiangqian's office, Li Xiangqian handed the teacup to Li Long and asked:
"Is it still the same place we stayed?"

"It's a little further west than that one." Li Long gestured. "When we went there, we also encountered a horse-drawn carriage pulling four or five yellow sheep. They came from the west of Shawan. They said there were also a large number of yellow sheep there. It was evening. It seems that the yellow sheep don't know the time when they pass by. As long as there are no cars, they may have passed by."

Li nodded forward and didn't say much.

Director Qian might not be able to come. He lost interest after calling once. It was mainly because it was too cold. If it were summer, he might take the initiative to take Li Long with him to make another trip.

Director Wei was also very enthusiastic towards Li Long. He also revealed to Li Long that he might have to move to another place after the New Year.

Director Wei also expressed his emotion. He had been in Ma County for quite a long time, and especially in the past two years since Li Long came here, he had shown up twice. He was quite grateful to Li Long.

Li Long didn't expect that Director Wei would make adjustments. After congratulating him vaguely, he ran back to Li Xiangqian's office to ask about the situation.

"It is said that he will be promoted half a level." Li Xiangqian had known about this news for a long time. "It is likely that he will be appointed as the director of the Beiting City Supply and Marketing Cooperative."

Beiting City is considered a county-level city, but as the capital of Beiting Prefecture, it is normal for it to be half a level higher.

As for whether it is good or not, it is definitely good. Director Wei's home is in Beiting. He goes home once a week, which is considered as living apart. Now with this adjustment, it can be considered as a reunion at home.

"Then, Chief, is it possible for you to become the director?" Li Long asked with a smile, "If you want to be the director, I fully support you."

"I do want to, but I'm not sure if I can." Li Xiangqian certainly had this idea, and with Director Qian there, he naturally wanted to make some progress.

However, the information revealed to him by Director Qian was quite vague. The general idea was that someone had set his eyes on the position of Ma County, but Director Qian did not elaborate as to who the person was.

Li Xiangqian also wanted to run, but Director Qian told him to wait and see what happened. Li Xiangqian had a good personal relationship with Director Qian, and the work of the purchasing department of the Ma County Supply and Marketing Cooperative had been done well in the past two years, and it was recognized as an advanced unit every year. The autonomous region had a good impression of it (the big broom incident), so it would not be a problem for him to be promoted.

The main problem is Li Xiangqian's age. He is a little too old. Now people are beginning to emphasize younger cadres and require them to have a certain level of academic qualifications.

So this thing is not so safe.

Li Long had no control over this, so he naturally hoped that Li Xiangqian would be the director, so that he could lean on a big tree to enjoy the shade. However, he couldn't control it, so he didn't think much about it. If Li Xiangqian wanted to make progress, he would naturally run for it.

After returning home, it took another two days to finish dealing with the two gazelles.

Now there are a lot of meats hung directly on iron hooks in the storage room next to the kitchen. Anyway, it is easier to store meat in winter. The frozen meat is hung there, and you can just take down a piece when you want to eat it.

There was enough meat for the time being, so Li Long no longer thought about hunting. He returned to his lazy life and took his children to Team 4 every weekend.

Another heavy snowfall ended, and it was the winter solstice, commonly known as Jiaojiu. The militia training of the fourth squadron was coming to an end. Xu Chengjun had received news that this year's militia training would be the last. Starting next year, the scale of the basic militia would begin to be reduced, and the militia's winter training would be organized by the township, and the militia's weapons would no longer be distributed to the village.

When the village organizes weapons training for basic militia, it can report to the township armed forces department, but it is hard to say whether it will be approved or not.

Xu Chengjun felt a little uncomfortable. He had just been hunting for two years, and the winter days were better. The villagers' impression of the village committee had improved a lot. Now the villagers were not allowed to have guns. Wasn't this playing tricks on them?

However, Xu Haijun gave him an idea, saying that if he still wanted to hunt like this, he could ask those who have money to buy a few hunting rifles next year.

Xu Haijun also revealed a piece of information to Xu Chengjun, saying that a small team in a village west of the township lost two semi-automatic guns when they handed in their guns to the township.

It is said that it was lost during a nighttime training session with the militia.

"Is this even possible?" Xu Chengjun understood what was going on as soon as he heard it. He was so angry that he laughed, "Will the township armed forces department agree to this?"

"What can I do if I don't want to? Once it's lost, I can't find it back. I can't ask someone to find it again. In the end, I will be fined." Xu Haijun said.

fine?

Xu Chengjun was a little tempted.

When Li Long came back, he also heard the news from Li Jianguo. Li Jianguo was also quite regretful. It seemed that it would be impossible to organize a large-scale hunting trip next year.

Fortunately, Li Long has all three guns. Even if the team can't use them, his Li family can.

Li Long vaguely remembered that it was around this time, he forgot the exact year, that the training of the basic militia gradually became less intense and guns were no longer issued.

Although he was a basic militiaman in his previous life, he was not very enthusiastic about training, so he did not have a deep impression of this.

It has little to do with me. (End of this chapter)