The whole mountain is my hunting ground

With the sound of a gunshot, the Zhao family gang caused another massacre in the ice and snow.

The head-shot female lynx spurted blood from her neck and fell headless.

The dogs barked, and the hounds swarmed up.

"go!"

"stand up!"

Zhao Jun quickly turned off the safety, put the gun on his shoulder, and drove away the hunting dogs with the arriving Jie Chen.

Zhao Jun picked up the female lynx by its hind legs with both hands. At this time, blood was still dripping from its neck.

The lynx is still warm now, so it’s best to skin it while it’s still hot.

There is definitely a difference between peeling off skin that can be sold for money and peeling off skin that cannot be sold for money.

Especially for precious fur like lynx skin, once it is damaged, the damage will be very serious.

Zhao Jun didn't know how to do it before, but after killing the first lynx last year, Zhao Youcai personally demonstrated it to him.

While Zhao Jun was skinning the mother lynx, Jie Chen was also skinning the two halves of the lynx. Compared with Zhao Jun's capture of the big lynx, Jie Chen's mission was much easier, and he didn't have to be too careful.

As they went about their business, six dogs surrounded them.

Suddenly, Qinglong stood up and left.

Feeling something strange, Zhao Jun looked up.

I saw Qinglong running not far away and stopped, lowered his head in the snow, and then dragged out a little lynx from it.

Zhao Jun's eyes lit up. He had always thought that the mother and three lynxes had encountered some trouble before they met him, which resulted in the loss of one of the two little lynxes.

Seeing Qinglong dragging the little lynx out of the snowdrift, the other dogs stood up to meet Qinglong.

Qinglong held the little lynx in his mouth, shook his head left and right, broke away from Bailong and Erhei, and quickly rushed in front of Zhao Jun.

It doesn't know what kind of fur is valuable. It's just like a domestic cat catching mice and giving them to its owner, or a puppy picking up bones and giving them to its owner.

"Good dog!" Zhao Jun praised Qinglong, and Jie Chen, who had finished picking off the two halves of the little lynx, said in surprise: "Brother Jun, this one is twice as big as the one I picked off."

"Isn't your one injured?" Zhao Jun said: "It has a hard time moving. If it can't move, it will eat less. If it eats less, it will grow slowly."

"That's true." Jie Chen agreed, and Zhao Jun said with emotion: "If this big female lynx was not injured like ordinary cubs, she would have been left to fend for herself."

With that said, Zhao Jun rolled up the female lynx skin and asked Jie Chen to put the lynx meat in a sack.

Dogs don't like this meat very much, and Zhao Jun doesn't want to give it to them.

After finishing picking up the two and half lynxes, Zhao Jun and Jiechen took the dogs and returned along the original route.

At nearly eleven o'clock, the two got into the car with their dogs, but they did not go home.

Jie Chen took out two pancakes from his shoulder pocket, gave one to Zhao Jun, and held the other in his hand, eating it while driving.

They were going to hunt for the cannon eggs that Xue Zhongjie was talking about.

Two hours later, Zhao Jun, who was sitting in the car, pointed to the big mountain at the top of the mountain and said to Xie Chen: "Brother, these are the last two hills of 104, and the top ones are 105."

Jie Chen listened to Zhao Jun's words and looked outside the car.

After bypassing the mountain, Zhao Jun asked Jie Chen to pull over.

The two men got out of the car with guns and released the dogs, preparing to go into the mountains to fight again.

At the same time, there was a cafeteria in Yongan Forest Farm.

After the lunch break, while everyone else was cleaning up and picking up the leftovers, Zhao Youcai put out his cigarette butt, got up and walked to the inside of the kitchen.

In the innermost part of the kitchen, there is a space, which is five to six square meters. It is divided into a small single room by two large wooden boards and two walls.

This place is far away from the stove and the fire wall, and it is in the shade, so the temperature is not high. But there is a fire in the back kitchen 24 hours a day, so the temperature here is not too low and is always maintained at around seven or eight degrees.

This temperature can be used to store some special vegetables.

Zhao Youcai got into the compartment with a flashlight and soon pulled out a large and bulging butter paper bag.

Zhao Youcai opened the butter paper package in the cubicle without going out.

After opening it, what comes into view is a towel bag. The towels were issued by the forest farm, and Zhao Youcai used the new towels to wrap things.

Open this layer and there are still towels inside. The two towels should be wet, but not very wet, the kind that have been wrung out after being taken out of the water.

When I opened it again, there were thick layers of moss inside. Zhao Youcai pushed aside the moss and held the reed head of a ginseng seedling in front of his eyes with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

After looking at it twice, Zhao Youcai wrapped the ginseng in moss again. This time I didn’t wrap a wet towel outside, but wrapped it directly in butter paper.

This time the paper bag was smaller. Zhao Youcai took it out and stuffed it into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket on the bench.

It's too hot in the kitchen, so I can't wear a cotton-padded jacket here.

Then, Zhao Youcai sat on the other side of the long bench, took out Shilin cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took one and lit it.

Zhao took a long puff of cigarette. In the white mist he exhaled, Zhao Youcai's eyes were blurred, and his thoughts were drifting further and further away.

After another idle afternoon, when the forest farm's closing bell rang, Zhao Youcai put on his cotton-padded jacket and walked out of the cafeteria carrying a lunch box.

Not far away, Zhao Youcai saw the canteen director Zhang Guoqing.

"Brother Zhang!" Zhao Youcai greeted Zhang Guoqing in a low voice with a smile. You should know that he usually calls him Lao Zhang directly.

Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes at Zhao Youcai and walked away quickly without saying a word.

"Hey? Hey!" Seeing this, Zhao Youcai quickly caught up with Zhang Guoqing, took out Shilin cigarettes from his pocket, and said, "Brother Zhang, why are you angry? Come on, smoke a cigarette."

"I won't smoke!" Zhang Guoqing pushed Zhao Youcai's hand away angrily and continued to move forward quickly.

But after taking two steps, Zhang Guoqing suddenly stopped. He first glanced left and right, and when he found no one nearby, he pointed at the lunch box in Zhao Youcai's hand and said, "You didn't go to work well all day, and you still go home to get something!"

"No, no!" Zhao Youcai moved the heavy lunch box behind him and said, "I didn't work hard."

Zhang Guoqing: "..."

After saying this, Zhao Youcai was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused, why did the words "a bad day at work" sound familiar?

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Guoqing gave him the answer. He scolded Zhao Youcai and said, "Why are you acting like your son? You didn't go to work properly all day."

"I..." Zhao Youcai was unhappy, but he was really unreasonable, so he said, "I have something wrong."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Guoqing glared at Zhao Youcai and asked, "Going up the mountain to lay siege?"

"A siege..." Zhao Youcai also tilted Zhang Guoqing and said angrily: "A siege? Now is not the time for you to be short of meat? There is no meat in your canteen. You asked me to go out to hunt wild boars. This time there is no shortage of meat. , you won’t let me fight?”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Guoqing said: "I ask you to hunt wild boars, just like hunting specimens. If you have hunted enough, what else are you going to hunt?"

As soon as Zhang Guoqing said this, Zhao Youcai twitched the corners of his mouth, and then moved closer to Zhang Guoqing and whispered: "Old Zhang, I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else."

"Huh?" Zhang Guoqing glanced at Zhao Youcai strangely and asked, "What happened?"

"Isn't there a big paw on Lao Guitouzi Ridge?" Zhao Youcai asked first, and when Zhang Guoqing nodded slightly, he then said, "The big paw moved. Did they see it running to 62?"

"Ah..." Zhang Guoqing was still puzzled and asked, "What happened?"

"I'm asking for leave today, so I thought I'd carry the gun tomorrow and trap it." Zhao Youcai said, "Let it stay on the old ghost's mountain for a long time."

Hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Zhang Guoqing turned his head in surprise, looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was stunned by Zhang Guoqing's question. He quickly responded: "You are the one who is sick!"

"You're not sick, why are you poking at it?" Zhang Guoqing said angrily: "We at the forestry farm say that your wife prepares seven or eight dishes for you every day. What's going on? Is she feeding you?"

"What the hell do you know?" Zhao Youcai said, "If I don't drive it back, who will it fix?"

Zhang Guoqing was stunned. He heard Zhao Youcai say: "Then Li Daguai buried it this morning. You and his son were polite, so you went too? I guess they didn't let you see it, but you didn't hear anyone say that Li Daguai buried it this morning?" How miserable is it to die?"

After hearing what he said, Zhang Guoqing fell silent.

Zhao Youcai struck while the iron was hot and said, "What am I thinking about? That big paw was put down in our forest area and the ten forest teams over there were stopped for several days. Won't this delay production? This year's production tasks are originally heavy. We’re all busy. If we delay any longer, won’t it be finished?”

As expected of the two of them, they could come up with exactly the same reason without any exchange of words beforehand.

After Zhao Youcai said those words, Zhang Guoqing's eyes changed when he looked at him. There is admiration and doubt.

"You are rich." Zhang Guoqing said: "You are right, I will give you the fake one too. But you can't go by yourself, those big claws are not like others."

"It's okay, Lao Zhang." Hearing that Zhang Guoqing was willing to give him leave, Zhao Youcai smiled and said, "My son is coming with me."

As soon as Zhao Youcai said these words, Zhang Guoqing suddenly laughed. He pointed at Zhao Youcai and said, "I don't think you have such good intentions? Tell the truth, is your son responsible for this?"

"What the hell..." Zhao Youcai brought the lunch box that he had moved behind him to the front again. At this time, he had the urge to send Zhang Guoqing away with the lunch box.

"You!" Zhang Guoqing smiled and patted Zhao Youcai, and said: "You are so lucky to have money. None of us can compare with you! You said it is better for you to marry a wife; to have a son, it is better to have a son; I'm looking for my uncle, he's fine. Okay, you're going tomorrow, please help Zhao Jun more."

After saying that, Zhang Guoqing removed his hand from Zhao Youcai's shoulder and moved it in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Youcai was stunned by his move and asked subconsciously.

"Smoke!" Zhang Guoqing said: "Didn't you just give me a cigarette?"

"No!" Zhao Youcai grabbed the lunch box in his hand, walked around Zhang Guoqing and strode away. As he walked, he muttered in a low voice: "What the hell are you smoking? I think you look like a cigarette!"

Zhang Guoqing couldn't hear his whisper. But he said no, but Zhang Guoqing heard it clearly.

"Hey? Who is this?" Zhang Guoqing laughed in anger and said, "Isn't this just burning down the bridge?"

There’s another chapter at 6 p.m.