The whole mountain is my hunting ground

You can rely on mountains to eat mountains, and you can rely on water to eat water.

The Changbai Mountains have a long history of fishing and hunting culture. Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, mountain people have made a living by fishing and hunting.

But at that time, there was also a chain of contempt in the mountain running industry. Those who hunt for siege look down on those who fish, and those who hunt for big siege look down on those who hunt for small siege.

But in recent years, the world has changed, and no one could have imagined that the skins of yellow leaves and greyhounds are becoming more valuable year by year.

It's like Wei Tie pinching yellow leaves in the mountains. Thirty or forty yellow leaves cost one thousand eight hundred yuan, which is a big black blind man. The key is that there is no danger in playing Xiaowei, and there is no cost. There is no need to buy a gun or raise a dog.

Things like yellow leaves and greyhound skins can be peeled off by mountain runners directly into a leather tube, which is not only easy to carry, but also helps with ventilation.

In Zhao Jun's previous life, he was at the home of an old mountaineer and saw a neat pile of yellow leaf leather tubes on the kang cabinet. They were the harvest of the old man and his son in one winter. There were seventy-four yellow leaves in total including the male and female. The leaves are worth upwards of two thousand yuan.

Two thousand yuan in 1993 was no small amount.

But that pile of yellow leaf skins was not as valuable as the contents of the small box in front of Zhao Jun.

In this small box, there are also leather tubes, some are dark brown, some are yellowish brown. Among the two colors of fur, white guard hairs stand out.

Zhao Jun picked up a leather tube and saw something inside. He inserted his little finger in and out, and the big fluffy boneless and meatless tail fell out.

Zhao Jun held the leather tube in one hand and the tail in the other, putting the tip of the tail toward his eyes.

There are several white guard hairs protruding from the tip of this dark brown tail. The guard hairs are thin and straight. When the guard hairs are close to the eyeballs, Zhao Jun subconsciously wants to close his eyes. But the next second, he forced himself to open his eyes wide.

The moment the guard hairs touched Zhao Jun's eyeballs, the straight guard hairs swept across Zhao Jun's eyes, making Zhao Jun feel his eyes were a little itchy, but there was no tingling sensation at all.

This is the finest sable fur!

"Good leather!" Zhao Jun put down the mink fur, looked at Xing San, and said, "Third uncle, this leather costs a thousand yuan."

"One thousand?" Xing San smiled and said, "Man, that was last year, has it gone up this year?"

"It's gone up?" Zhao Jun asked in surprise.

"That's not true." Xing San picked up a leather wallet from the box, gestured in front of Zhao Jun, and said, "This mother and son still pay one thousand."

As he said that, Xing San pointed to the leather bag in Zhao Jun's hand and said: "I went to Xishan specifically to ask Mr. Sun that day. If you take this, you will get one thousand two to one thousand three."

"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun reached out and dug into the box and said in surprise: "How much does this box cost?"

"These are six young masters and five mothers and sons." Xing San smiled and said, "How much do you think they cost?"

"Ten thousand yuan." Zhao Jun said happily: "Third uncle, you are really good at running this house!"

"A nest is one thing." Xing San praised Zhao Jun in return, saying, "The key is to use that trick. In the past, when Mr. Lin was still alive, he would only draw seven or eight nests in a winter."

Zhao Jun's method is better than the method passed down by the elders. He sets the trap by luring the sable into taking the bait, so that every trap will be empty.

"Third uncle." Zhao Jun put the leather bag in his hand back into the box, and then said to Xing San: "Let's leave it like this this year. If we want to fight next year, we can fight again."

There are a lot of sables on a mountain. If we continue to fight like this, they will all be gone. Without the sables to reproduce, next year there will be no more sables.

"Yes." Xing San nodded and said, "I think so too. I will collect all the condoms when I go up the mountain tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Xing San smiled and said: "I guess we can still tease the two of us these days."

Hearing what Xing San said, Zhao Jun quickly warned: "Third uncle, the snow is heavy. You should pay attention when you go up the mountain."

"Don't worry, your uncle is fine." Xing San waved to Zhao Jun, then put the leather bag in his hand back into the box, then pulled the big black cloth from the kang, wrapped the box with it, and said to Zhao Jun: " You can hold it here before you leave. If you want to sell it, you can sell it. After that, I will leave my share of the money with you."

"Okay, third uncle." Zhao Jun said, "If you want money, just tell me."

With that said, Zhao Jun took out the money from his pocket, counted out ten large unity sheets and gave them to Xing San, asking the old man to hold them for emergencies.

Xing San was not polite to Zhao Jun and took the money and pocketed it.

Then the two of them came out of the shack and prepared to eat. On the way, Zhao Jun asked Xing San, "Third uncle, how are you doing with the wood?"

The old man had always wanted to get a good piece of red pine wood to make longevity wood. Zhao Jun also persuaded Xing San to come to Lengchang with the saying that those near the water should come first.

At this time, Zhao Jun asked about this, Xing San's face showed joy, and he seemed to be happier than wearing a dozen big skins.

"Boy, please stop talking." Xing San smiled and said, "I'm spoiled for choice."

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said, "Isn't that great? Is there anyone you like?"

"They're all pretty good." Xing San smiled so hard that Zhao Jun was startled, and then said with a wry smile: "Third uncle, that thing... it's useless to have so many of them."

"Okay, kid, don't be anxious for now." Xing San said to Zhao Jun: "I'll pick another one. They'll have to work for a while to get serious. I'll wait for them."

"Why should I be in such a hurry?" Zhao Jun secretly laughed. After accompanying Xing San to eat, he went to the leng yard to check Xie Zhong's feet for two hours, and then rushed Xie Zhong down the mountain before dark.

It was already half past two when we came out of Lengchang, and there was no time to explore the way to Lao Guitouzi Ridge. In addition, Zhao Jun was carrying a small box containing large leather bags, so he asked Jie Chen to drive home directly.

More than forty minutes later, the car left the mountain range and was about to go to Yong'an Village when it saw two people riding bicycles from south to north on the road.

Judging from the route that the two men were traveling, they should be heading from Yongsheng to Yongfu. After seeing their appearance clearly, Zhao Jun pointed at the two of them and said to Jie Chen: "Little brother, stop them. "

These two people were none other than Zheng Xuekun and Zheng Donghai, father and son, both of whom were regular mountain goods customers.

After eating in the forest farm canteen the day before yesterday, the Zheng family and his son followed the J car down the mountain and were sent back to Yongshengtun by comrade JC.

This was requested by Zheng Xuekun, because their bicycles were still in Yongshengtun.

When they arrived in Yongsheng, the misunderstanding was resolved, and the two asked Qi Shengli to find someone to repair their car.

On the day they arrived, Zhao Youcai left them at the gate of the forest farm. When the two of them were walking down the mountain in the dark, Zheng Donghai fell and bent the front rim of his bicycle.

These days, few people in the mountains have bicycles, and there are no dedicated repairmen. Qi Shengli asked the father and son to stay in the village for one night, and wait for the old man who worked in the team to come back, and then see if he could help them repair the car.

So, the Zheng family and his son lived in Tunbu again and had dinner at Qi Shengli's house. In order to express her apology, Qi Shengli's wife stewed the fish sent by Zhao Jun to them.

At the dinner table, they chatted about the Zhao family, and Zheng Donghai, who was beaten, expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhao Jun.

Upon hearing this, Qi Shengli hurriedly warned the Zheng family and his son that even though Zhao Jun was young, he was not someone they could mess with. Not to mention Yong'an Village, even in Yongsheng Village, if you two outsiders don't deal with Zhao Jun, you will easily be unable to get out of the village.

After hearing what Qi Shengli said, Zheng Donghai thought of Li Xinmin who beat him for Zhao Jun that day, and instantly stopped.

The father and son originally planned to stay in Yongsheng for one day and then leave this sad place, but they did not expect that the snow was too heavy. Yesterday, the Zheng family and his son followed suit and shoveled the snow. Fortunately, the forest farm was on holiday yesterday, and Qi Shengli helped them find someone to repair the bicycle.

Unexpectedly, the old car repairman introduced the business to Zheng Xuekun, and the two men started collecting yellow leaves in this village.

They continued to work like this until this afternoon, when the Zheng family and his son came out of Yongsheng and rode their bicycles to Yongfutun.

This trip to Zhuanshan had to be in vain. I didn’t dare to go to Yongan, so I went to Yongfu to have a look. If you can't collect large items, you can just collect some yellow leaves.

But what the Zheng family and his son never expected was that they met Zhao Jun on the way from Yongsheng to Yongfu.

The Jiefang vehicle moved forward, and Zheng Xuekun and Zheng Donghai hurriedly braked and got out of the car.

Before Zheng Donghai could curse, the passenger door opened and Zhao Jun got out with a gun in hand.

It was impossible to kill them with bullets. Zhao Jun wanted to beat them both with the handle of his gun.

The reason why they were beaten was also very simple. If he said that his mother was a widow, wouldn't that mean that Zhao Youcai was dead? Why don't you beat them?

Zhao Jun got out of the car, followed by Jie Chen, who also ran towards the Zheng family and his son with their guns in hand.

"Little brother!" Although Zhao Jun was holding the gun upside down, Zheng Xuekun was stunned when he saw Zhao Jun holding the gun.

In Zheng Xuekun's heart, the Zhao family is still a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and Wang Meilan is either a black widow or a black bitch. Because Zheng Xuekun heard clearly what she said that day.

Seeing Zhao Jun and Jie Chen coming over with a gun, Zheng Xuekun was so frightened that he pushed his bicycle aside and knelt directly on the snow.

"Oh!" Zhao Jun couldn't stand it when he knelt down. He could kill with just a nod, not to mention that Zheng Xuekun was about the same age as Zhao Youcai, how could Zhao Jun dare to accept his kneeling?

Zhao Jun stepped aside, held the gun upside down with his right hand, grabbed Zheng Xuekun with his left hand and lifted it up with force, shouting: "What are you doing?"

"Little brother!" Zheng Xuekun shrank his neck in fear, clasped his fists at Zhao Jun and said: "We are blind and blind, what the hell... I will give you all the skins and money on my body. When it is over, you let us go... huh?" "

When Zheng Xuekun was talking, he found that his son beside him was missing. At this time, Zhao Jun, Jie Chen, and Zheng Xuekun all looked south and saw Zheng Donghai pushing his bicycle in the direction of Yongshengtun.

Zhao Jun, Jie Chen, Zheng Xuekun: "..."

After running a few steps, Zheng Donghai's foot slipped and he and the car fell heavily to the ground.

Zheng Xuekun: "..."

Zhao Jun and Jie Chen laughed. Zhao Jun let go of Zheng Xuekun and said to him: "Okay, Master Zheng, it's okay. You can go."

Again, killing people can only be done with a nod of the head. With Zheng Xuekun like this, Zhao Jun can't beat them anymore.

"Ah?" Zheng Xuekun couldn't believe his ears when he heard that Zhao Jun asked him to leave.

Seeing how frightened he looked, Zhao Jun waved his hand to Jie Chen and said, "Brother, go and help that brother up and see if the card is broken."

Upon hearing this, Jie Chen put the gun on his shoulder and trotted towards Zheng Donghai.

When Jie Chen came closer, Zheng Donghai had already stood up with his knees in his hands. The others seemed to be fine, but the front rim of the bicycle was bent again.

"Master Zheng, where are you going?" After such a fuss, Zhao Jun no longer wanted to argue with the Zheng family and his son.

"We are going to Yongfu Village." Zheng Xuekun did not dare to lie and answered Zhao Jun honestly.

"Then you go." Zhao Jun pointed to the north and said: "You go over there. Walk four or five miles and look at the piles of branches, which are piles of firewood. Then you have arrived at the village."

"Hey, thank you, little brother!" Zheng Xuekun clasped his fists at Zhao Jun repeatedly, and then called out to Zheng Donghai. The two men could no longer ride their bikes, so they helped the bicycles go around the car and walked north in a hurry.

Seeing them leaving, Zhao Jun and Jie Chen were also ready to get in the car and go home. But as soon as he opened the door, Zhao Jun saw the black cloth bundle. He immediately closed the door, walked around the front of the car and shouted: "Stand there!"

Zheng Xuekun paused, his heart suddenly raised to his throat, he carefully turned the car around, forced a smile, and asked: "Little brother, what else can you do?"

"Master Zheng." Zhao Jun walked up to Zheng Xuekun and said, "Let's return to the same code one by one. What happened in the past is over. I want to ask you, can't you accept the big skin?"

"This... take it, take it!" Zheng Xuekun thought for a while and did not dare to say that he would not take it. He tremblingly pushed the cart around the front of the car with Zheng Donghai to the passenger side, and watched Zhao Jun open the black cloth baggage.

Zhao Jun didn't hide what he was wearing from Jie Chen. On the way down the mountain, when the two brothers were chatting, Zhao Jun told Jie Chen.

Knowing that this was a piece of leather worth more than 10,000 yuan, Jie Chen looked at the Zheng family and his son with vigilance.

The Zheng family father and son looked at Jie Chen holding the gun with fear on his face. After Zhao Jun opened the box, Zheng Xuekun was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, so many?" Zheng Xuekun picked up a leather bag, then looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Little brother, can you open it?"

"Master Zheng." Zhao Jun raised his hand and said: "We are really one code after another. What we did in the past is over. After this is over, you can look at it however you want, and accept it if you want. If you don't accept it, we will No problem."

As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed his hands to both sides and said: "You can go to the North and South villages to inquire and find out what kind of person I, Zhao Jun, am. I can't do anything like buying or selling by force."

At this moment, Wang Meilan's words about hiring a murderer still lingered in Zheng Xuekun's ears. But he chose to believe Zhao Jun. This was because Zhao Jun's words were sincere and did not seem to be fake. Zheng Xuekun had traveled all over the country for so many years, and he could still hear it.

Zheng Xuekun opened the pieces of leather and spread them on the passenger seat. If they couldn't fit, they spread them on the snow. Just don't put it where the wheels are running over it, you have to put it on the soft snow next to it. After letting it go, I picked up the leather and shook it, and it was instantly clean.

After looking at all the eleven sable pelts, Zheng Xuekun said to Zhao Jun: "Little brother, I won't fool you. I will charge you a thousand yuan for the female ones. As for the male ones, there are three big ones." , I can give you one thousand three hundred yuan for one. For the other three small ones, I will give you one thousand two hundred yuan each."

When Zhao Jun heard this, he found that the price given by Zheng Xuekun was similar to what Xing San said. It was estimated that the price at the store at the foot of the mountain was also the same.

If he collects it this way, he can make a profit. The mountain runner sells it to him. Firstly, he saves himself from running down the mountain. Secondly, he can get the money as soon as possible. After all, every family has to live.

At this time, Zhao Jun calculated in his mind that according to Zheng Xuekun's price, the total of these eleven skins was twelve thousand five thousand.

So, following Zhao Youcai's method, Zhao Jun waved his hand to Zheng Xuekun and said: "Okay, Master Zheng, I'll pay the price you said. When it's over, you can add five hundred more and give me 13,000."

Zheng Xuekun: "..."