The whole mountain is my hunting ground

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the Northeast Leopard fell to the ground, and the hunting dogs rushed forward like crazy.

The twelve people in the outer encirclement hurried forward to help the eleven people hold the hunting dogs.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Jun rushed to the tree with a gun.

The previous shot was a good shot by Zhao Jun. The Northeast Leopard was killed with one shot in the head.

Zhao Jun put the gun on his shoulder, grabbed the leopard's tail with one hand, grabbed one of the Northeast Leopard's hind legs with the other hand, and pulled the Northeast Leopard upside down with difficulty.

"Brother!" Li Baoyu came to help. The two of them drained the blood of the Northeast Leopard without opening the belly.

Then, Zhao Jun used a deerskin knife to cut the Northeast Leopard's neck and peeled the skin down.

If this was a roe deer, it would be easy to peel. After peeling off a corner, he stretched the skin with one hand and clenched his fist with the other hand to push between the skin and flesh, directly pushing off a large piece.

But Zhao Jun didn't dare to do that with the leopard skin worth over ten thousand yuan. He and Li Baoyu peeled off the leopard skin very carefully.

Before leaving home, the Zhao family gang made full preparations. Li Baoyu took out a long cloth bag made of white cloth from his shoulder bag and put the leopard skin rolled up by Zhao Jun in it.

At this time, all the hunting dogs had calmed down. They were sitting, lying, or sitting around, waiting for Zhao Jun to divide the meat among them.

As the one who specializes in dirty and tiring work in the Zhao family gang, Jie Chen stepped forward to open the white leopard.

Looking at the bulging belly of the white-striped leopard, Wang Qiang, who was smoking and chatting with Li Chunming and other security guards, said, "Xiaochen, be careful not to leak out the intestines or something."

"No, uncle." Xie Chen was very confident in his skills in this regard, but before cutting, Xie Chen looked up at Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu and laughed, "This shit melon belly."

"Hehe." Zhao Jun smiled when he heard it, and then heard Li Baoyu say to him, "Brother, this leopard ate more than 30 kilograms of meat, and it hasn't been digested yet?"

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was stunned, and Li Baoyu said again, "Mutton is better than leopard meat. Otherwise, let's make the mutton and feed it to the dog."

Li Baoyu had no problem thinking so. The meat of the leopard was not delicious, and the texture and taste were not as good as mutton.

The mutton eaten by the leopard was still undigested in its stomach, and the dog didn't think the leopard was dirty. After cutting open the leopard's stomach, it would be good to feed the dog with the minced meat paste.

But Zhao Jun didn't think twice and shook his head and said, "No, no."

"Why not?" Li Baoyu asked. Before Zhao Jun could answer, he heard Wang Qiang say, "You fed the dog and made it greedy. What should I do?"

After Wang Qiang said this, Li Baoyu squinted his eyes and kept silent.

The Zhao family's dogs are not guard dogs, but hunting dogs. They regard the meat they have eaten as prey.

After hearing what Wang Qiang said, Li Chunming asked curiously: "So, after eating mutton, will the dog chase the sheep next time?"

"Of course." Wang Qiang laughed and said: "My brother-in-law slaughtered cattle, and he dared not feed the dog with the horns and waste."

"Ah?" Wu Ruixiang was surprised to hear this: "Slaughtering cattle? Didn't you say your brother-in-law is a cook? Why did he kill big animals?"

"Hehe..." Wang Qiang smiled faintly, raised his hand and pointed to the mountain opposite behind Wu Ruixiang and asked: "Team Leader Wu, I think that mountain is quite high? There must be a big beast on it?"

Wu Ruixiang was diverted by Wang Qiang. He looked back at the mountain Wang Qiang pointed to, and then said: "You are right. On the top of the mountain, once the snow is gone, there is no trace of other mountain animals except the footprints of the big beast."

...

When the Zhao family dog ​​gang shared the prey, Li Ruhai walked in Nanshan Village with a gloomy face.

There are two family areas in Xiaohongshan Forest Farm, one is Nanshan Village and the other is Beishan Village.

It's called a village, but it's not very big, and its population is about the same as Yong'an Village and Yongsheng Village.

The two villages are very close, with a corn field in between.

"Ruhai, Ruhai!" Zhang Yuanmin followed behind, two or three meters behind Li Ruhai. He had short legs and had just recovered from a serious illness, so he couldn't walk as fast as Li Ruhai.

Li Ruhai stopped and waited for Zhang Yuanmin to come over. Li Ruhai looked at him and said, "Brother Zhang, I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming."

"What's the matter? Do you think your brother walks too slowly?" Zhang Yuanmin adjusted his gun belt and said to Li Ruhai, "I came here to protect you, didn't I? What if you get taken away by a leopard?"

Hearing Zhang Yuanmin's words, Li Ruhai looked him up and down and said, "Brother Zhang, if you had this intention, you wouldn't have hit me last night."

"Oh my God!" Zhang Yuanmin took a half step back, stared at Li Ruhai with wide eyes, and said, "Ruhai, why are you talking about this? Can your brother Zhang do that?"

"Heh!" Li Ruhai sneered and walked out of the village.

Seeing that Li Ruhai was heading for the forest farm, Zhang Yuanmin hurriedly asked: "Ruhai, why don't we go to their Beicun?"

"What's the point of going?" Li Ruhai said: "There is none in Nancun, and there is none in Beicun either."

At this time, Li Ruhai was very unhappy.

After breakfast, he came to Nanshan Village to collect big skins. As soon as he entered the village, Li Ruhai went door to door.

This child speaks well, and he has a special affinity when he talks and laughs. No matter which family he goes to, he will chat and chat without dropping words.

But Li Ruhai's work in Nanshan Village was not smooth, and the problem was not with Li Ruhai.

This small redwood forest farm has special mountains and trees. The density of sables on the mountain is much higher than that in Yong'an Forest District.

A sable skin costs thousands of yuan, which is as much as a worker's annual salary.

So, when it comes to holidays, even the forest farm workers go up the mountain to set up the board trap to hunt big skins.

The workers are like this, not to mention the hooligans and street (gāi) scoundrels.

It can be said that every household in Nanshan Village hunts big skins.

In the past two hours, Li Ruhai has visited a total of seven households. From the beginning of the snow to now, in this half of the winter, the one with the least harvest among the seven households has also caught two big skins. The one with the most harvested actually has six.

The seven households together have as many as 20 big skins.

Not to mention how much these big skins can be sold for, the Zhao family Chamber of Commerce will add five yuan to take all these big skins away, and sell them in Hebei after the New Year, and the profit will be nearly 2,000 yuan.

But the problem is that these seven households have already sold the big skins.

What is different from Xiaohongshan Forest Area and Yongan Forest Area and Yongxing Brigade is that Xiaohongshan Forest Farm has a supply and marketing cooperative.

As long as the runners in Yongan Forest Area and Yongxing Brigade are not in urgent need of money, they will go down the mountain before the New Year and go down the mountain again before planting in the spring after the New Year. During these two times, all the mountain products accumulated before and after the New Year were sold.

The mountain runners in the Little Redwood forest area also sell once every trip, but they go home when they go down the mountain, and the supply and marketing cooperative is on their way home.

Therefore, the mountain runners in the Little Redwood area carry a big skin when they go up the mountain, and sell one when they go down the mountain, and sell two when they carry two.

They only bring money home, but no skins.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if Li Ruhai is eloquent, how can he buy skins if there are no skins at home?

It’s not Li Ruhai’s fault that he is incompetent, but Li Ruhai feels very uncomfortable.

Hearing Li Ruhai say "there are no skins in the south village and no skins in the north village", Zhang Yuanmin thought that the child was going back to the forest farm.

After leaving Nanshan Village, Li Ruhai did go in the direction of the forest farm. But halfway through, Li Ruhai suddenly ran towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

Zhang Yuanmin and Li Ruhai entered the supply and marketing cooperative. This supply and marketing cooperative was not big, and certainly not as large as those in the city, but it had all the common household items.

Just as Wei Huaixin said yesterday, this supply and marketing cooperative had four rooms, one of which was for collecting mountain products. There was no mountain product trading at this time, so the door was tightly closed.

In the front three rooms, the counters and shelves were on the north side to avoid the light, and in front of the south window that let in the sun, there was a row of wooden pole racks about 70 to 80 centimeters high.

On the racks were large curtains made of sorghum stalks, and mountain products such as fungus, hazel mushrooms, monkey heads, and morels were hung on the curtains.

Around the stove in the middle, there were twelve or thirteen women sitting.

There were no small shops in the south village and the north village, so the villagers had to come to this supply and marketing cooperative to buy things.

The women came here to buy things and chatted by the way, and the people in the supply and marketing cooperative didn't care.

As soon as Li Ruhai and Zhang Yuanmin came in, what they saw attracted everyone's attention.

This is not only because of Li Ruhai's cool outfit, but mainly because these two people are strangers.

Li Ruhai walked to the counter, took out a stack of money from his pocket, took out a fifty-cent note and put it on the counter, and said: "Let's pack Yingchun."

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanmin looked at Li Ruhai in astonishment.

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There was a man sitting at the counter. He was probably in his forties. After taking a look at Li Ruhai, he stood up and asked Li Ruhai, "Young man, are you here to help us fight the local leopards?"

"That's my brother and my eldest brother." Li Ruhai smiled and said, "I just followed him for a stroll."

"Ah..." After hearing what Li Ruhai said, the man took out a pack of Yingchun from the counter and put it on Li Ruhai's fifty cents, saying, "You can take it and smoke it. It doesn't cost money. I'll put it on Secretary Wei's account for you after that."

"No need to be so troublesome." Li Ruhai took the cigarette, but left the money on the counter and said, "I smoke, I pay when I should."

As he said that, Li Ruhai opened the cigarette pack, skillfully took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

This scene stunned Zhang Yuanmin.

Li Ruhai passed the fifteenth day of the lunar year. When Zhang Yuanmin was Li Ruhai's age, he had already rolled leaf tobacco to smoke.

But Li Dayong and Jin Xiaomei were very strict with Li Ruhai and didn't let him touch cigarettes and alcohol before he was sixteen years old.

When he was at home, Li Ruhai behaved very well, and no one knew that he could smoke.

Li Ruhai, holding a cigarette in his mouth, said to the man at the counter: "Master, can I borrow a light?"

The man turned around and took the unpacked matches, took out a pack and gently threw it in front of Li Ruhai, saying: "Take it and use it."

A pack of matches didn't cost much, so Li Ruhai didn't care. He pushed open the matchbox, took out a match, struck it, and lit the cigarette.

Li Ruhai took a puff of cigarette skillfully, glanced at the women sitting around the stove, turned around and asked the man at the counter: "Master, what's your surname?"

"No need to ask, my surname is Liu." The man said: "My name is Liu Changshan."

"Ah, Master Liu." Li Ruhai smiled and said: "Master Liu, are you from the forest farm?"

"No." Liu Changshan shook his head and said: "I am from the supply and marketing cooperative. We built the supply and marketing cooperative here in 1983, and I came here in 1985."

"Ah..." Li Ruhai nodded slightly and asked again: "Master Liu, are you the only one in this supply and marketing cooperative?"

"Ah." Liu Changshan said: "I am enough. Whether you buy or sell this stuff, there are accounts. I will keep the accounts clearly, as long as the goods can match."

Hearing what he said, Li Ruhai nodded again.

Just when Li Ruhai wanted to ask something else, a woman came in from outside.

This woman looked about 20 years old. When she came in, an old woman in her 50s stretched her neck to look at her and asked, "Little wife, why did you come out by yourself? Where is your Dabao?"

"He fell asleep, Aunt Sun." The little wife said, "I left him at home, so I came out in a hurry."

"What are you doing out?" Another woman said, "I'll take whatever the little boy brings back to you later."

"No need, Aunt Wang." The little wife smiled and said, "I just want to buy a can of malted milk."

As she said that, the little wife ran to the counter.

After buying a can of malted milk, she didn't leave, but joined the group of women and chatted with them. From what she said, she didn't go home immediately because she was waiting for her husband to send her something.

"Hey? Look at the third boy, he's different now that he's a father. He knows how to take care of his family and how to love his wife."

Hearing people praising her husband, the third wife smiled and said, "My third boy has been very good in the past six months and knows a lot."

"Yes." A woman echoed, "It's said that a man is a man only when he is a father."

"Yeah!" The third wife pursed her lips and smiled bitterly, "Eight months ago when I was pregnant with my first child, my third boy was fighting with someone outside. He came back with a bruised face and couldn't even open his eyes."

"Who was he with?" A woman was curious and asked hurriedly.

"I don't know!" said the third young wife, "No matter how I asked, he didn't tell me. That guy made me angry."

"All the old men are those B things!" A woman in her forties waved her hands and said, "My son is the same. I was pregnant with my second son... That was six months ago, right?

CTM, the old man didn't support anything outside. He got into a fight with others and came back in a bad state. I asked him who he fought with and asked my child's uncle and second uncle to come back to fight him, but he didn't say anything. CTM! This made me angry!"

"Hehe..." The old woman's words made the people around smile, but this matter was not enough to make people laugh out loud.

And the person who laughed out loud was not at the stove yet.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man wearing a marmot hat, a Zhongshan suit, and military shoes. He came over with a smile and said, "There is a man named Jiang Ming in our Xitun."

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanmin was stunned when he heard Li Ruhai's words. He knew Jiang Ming and Zhao Jun, and they had a good relationship.

At this time, Li Ruhai continued, "That year, his wife was also pregnant, and he had someone beat her. His wife didn't even recognize him."

"Ah?" Li Ruhai cleverly used exaggerated rhetoric, which made the women curious. The third young wife asked, "What was the beating like?"

"It was pretty miserable." Li Ruhai shook his head gently and said, "After returning home, I almost couldn't breathe."

"Oh my God! What was that for?" One woman looked terrified.

Li Ruhai raised his eyebrows, glared, and leaned his chin forward, saying, "His wife refused to do it at that time."

"Who can do it!" A woman shouted, "I won't do it either!"

"Of course!" Li Ruhai said, "That guy, his wife made a scene, and all the relatives came. They said that no matter who it was, they had to kowtow!"

Hearing this, everyone focused their attention on Li Ruhai, waiting for his next words.

Li Ruhai lowered his head, raised his right hand, and said mysteriously: "Later, his wife was found out, but he didn't dare to go to her no matter what. Guess what happened?"

"What happened?" As soon as Li Ruhai finished speaking, a woman asked: "Is that family full of knives, guns and cannons? Or is it the village uncle?"

Someone next to him asked: "Did the village chief or his relatives beat him up?"

"No." Li Ruhai shook his head, then clapped his hands and said: "He fucking hit someone's wife and got beaten up by her!"

The melon that Li Ruhai revealed was not small, but after he finished speaking, the supply and marketing cooperative was silent.

Zhang Yuanmin's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to go forward to pull Li Ruhai, he heard Li Ruhai say: "His wife is pregnant, he can't sit at the table, so he uses her to quench his thirst."

As soon as Li Ruhai finished speaking, the door of the supply and marketing cooperative was pulled open from the outside. When the man lifted the cotton door curtain, he shouted: "Is my wife here?"