The whole mountain is my hunting ground

After receiving the "report" from Jie Sun, Wang Meilan went out to greet them in person.

After Song's father and son entered Zhao's house, they were surprised to see the Zhao family, which had more than ten people, young and old.

These days, not only do small shops, tofu shops, and large pancake shops gather people, but some families also set up card games, and there are many people in such families.

But Song Xiangchen has never seen such a family like Zhao Jun's, with men, women, old and young.

After sitting down in the west room of Zhao's house, Song Changqing presented a gift. After Wang Meilan made a few polite remarks, she asked Xu Chunyan to accept the gift. At the same time, Zhao Ling prepared tea for the father and son.

When Song Xiangchen finished explaining his purpose, he saw Wang Meilan's face was embarrassed and said, "Brother, you didn't say you would call before you came. The child went out of town. Isn't this a waste of your trip?"

Wang Meilan lied, but she just didn't want Zhao Jun to go. Wang Meilan's idea was very simple. Although her son was powerful, he was not a heavenly soldier or general. Huang Gui was broken, which shows that the big claw is not easy to deal with.

Another thing, Wang Meilan felt that her son did not need to fight the big claw. Not to mention that the family is not short of money, even if they are short of money, how much can they earn by fighting the big claw?

Tigers are not like other wild animals. When other wild animals die, the skin, meat, and bones all belong to the hunter. Tigers are not like that. After being killed, even the fur must be returned to the public.

Yes, can the brigade give a bonus? But how much is the bonus?

One thousand? Two thousand?

Impossible, they can't give even this!

In this case, isn't it better to kill the blind bear and the bear gall at home? With the dog gang to protect, isn't it better to kill the black blind than to kill the tiger?

Therefore, Wang Meilan could only say sorry to these two people in her heart.

"Ah? This..." When Song Xiangchen heard that Zhao Jun was not at home, his first reaction was to look at Li Baoyu and Lin Xiangshun on the side.

Xie Chen hadn't come back from sending Liu Lanying home yet. There were only two young people at home. When Song Xiangchen entered the house, he thought one of them was Zhao Jun.

"Brother, they are not." Wang Meilan introduced them to Song Xiangchen with a smile, saying: "This tall one is Baoyu, and this one is Shunzi. My brother Huang Gui knows them. You will know when you go back and tell him."

Wang Meilan meant that I didn't lie to you. When Song Xiangchen heard Wang Meilan say this, he couldn't help but smack his lips, then sighed and asked: "Where is the child? When can he come back?"

"He went to Balipuzi and Yiqigangzi." When Wang Meilan said this, Song Xiangchen was stunned, and then he said: "Isn't that Jiaohe?"

Jiaohe is also in Lingnan, but it is not in the same direction as Hansongbaozi.

"Yeah." Wang Meilan nodded and said, "Yes, what long grooves and so on, he went there to help people take specimens."

"When will he be back?" Song Xiangchen asked again, Wang Meilan shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, this child often goes out, anyway, he will come back after taking the specimens."

"Oh!" Song Xiangchen sighed again, and when he looked at Song Changqing, he found that his son was also looking at him.

"Well...Okay, sister." Song Xiangchen turned back and said to Wang Meilan, "Since the child is not at home, then we will go!"

"No!" Wang Meilan heard this and hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop him, "Brother, we are home, you have to eat!"

As she said, Wang Meilan stretched out her hand and waved it aside, calling, "Xiaomei, go home and get two pickled cabbages. After that, Ling'er and Chunyan, you two quickly get a piece of meat to slow down, and we will weigh a few dishes."

"No, sister! Don't bother!" Song Xiangchen stood up, While stopping Wang Meilan, he said, "We are in a hurry to leave!"

"Why is there still time?" Wang Meilan said, "We have to eat before we leave!"

While Wang Meilan was talking, Li Dayong came to support Song Xiangchen and advised, "Brother, eat before you leave."

"No, brother." Song Xiangchen said to Li Dayong, "We have to go back quickly. We took a ride here before we came. They will return at noon tomorrow."

When they came, Huang Gui said that they would take a ride to Yong'an and not worry about the return. Zhao Jun came, and Zhao Jun arranged it.

But if Zhao Jun didn't come, it would be troublesome!

"Brother, where did you come from today?" Li Dayong asked after hearing what Song Xiangchen said. When he heard that Song Xiangchen came from Dahailin, Li Dayong couldn't help but look at Wang Meilan.

Dahailin is in the north. When the Siberian tiger in Laoguitouziling wanted to cross the border to seek refuge a few days ago, it wanted to go to Dahailin, but was frightened back by Zhao Youcai.

If the father and son were to go back and forth between Yongantun and Dahailin, they would pass by the 61st and 62nd forest squads, and it would be easy for them to run into Zhao Jun and his men.

But Wang Meilan didn't know these forest squads. She only knew which direction Dahailin was in, but didn't know which forest squad she had to pass through.

Seeing Li Dayong looking at her at this time, Wang Meilan misunderstood for a moment, and immediately said to Song Xiangchen: "Brother, you have to eat before you leave when you get home! If you are in a hurry, I won't choose the right dishes for you two. I will ask someone to boil water and cook dumplings for you."

Hearing Wang Meilan's words, Song Xiangchen did not refuse. Wang Meilan asked Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun to accompany the guests. When she got up and went out to the outer room, she saw Zhao Ling and Xu Chunyan coming back from outside with frozen wild boar meat, black fungus, and cabbage.

"No more cooking." Wang Meilan said to the two: "The father and son are in a hurry to leave, so cook dumplings for them."

Zhao Ling agreed, put down the things in her hand and turned to walk out. At this time, Wang Meilan went to the east room and called Li Ruhai who was watching TV. She took out money from her pocket, found out ten yuan and handed it to Li Ruhai, saying: "Ruhai, go to the grocery store to buy two Yingchun cigarettes and four pounds of Guangtou pancakes."

Wang Meilan felt bad for lying to Song Xiangchen just now. The old man was over sixty years old and came from a long way, and he was sent back like this. But there was no way, Wang Meilan just didn't want Zhao Jun to go to fight tigers.

So, Wang Meilan wanted to get something for the father and son. Yingchun cigarettes cost 50 cents a box. If you buy them in cartons at Wang Fu's grocery store, two can be cheaper by one yuan. The remaining one yuan is just enough to buy a few pounds of dry food for them to eat on the road.

Li Ruhai took the money and left happily. He didn't make a penny on this errand, but he was satisfied to have the opportunity to go to the grocery store.

Wang Meilan cooked two pots of dumplings, more than 80 dumplings, and Song Xiangchen and Song Changqing ate them all.

After eating and drinking a bowl of dumpling soup, the two stood up to say goodbye. At this time, Wang Meilan handed over cigarettes and dry food, and Song Xiangchen accepted them after a long struggle.

When sending the father and son away, Li Dayong said to Wang Meilan: "Sister-in-law, stay in the room, I will send the old man."

Wang Meilan also thought that Li Dayong and the others were men, and it would be easier to get along with them, so Wang Meilan agreed immediately.

After Li Dayong sent Song Xiangchen and Song Changqing out of the yard, Song Xiangchen said to Li Dayong: "Brother, you go back, it's very cold outside."

They were not familiar with each other, so it was reasonable that Li Dayong would tell the father and son of the Song family a few words, such as be careful on the road, and then he could go back to the house.

Unexpectedly, Li Dayong took two quick steps and came to Song Xiangchen's side, saying, "Brother, if you want to find someone to fight a tiger, you might as well find my eldest brother."

"Your eldest brother?" Song Xiangchen's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and asked, "Where is your eldest brother's home?"

Song Xiangchen thought that the eldest brother Li Dayong was talking about was his real eldest brother.

"Isn't this my eldest brother's home?" Li Dayong gestured to the Zhao family yard and said, "My eldest brother Zhao Youcai, he shoots a gun."

Hearing what Li Dayong said, the father and son of the Song family looked at each other, and then saw Song Xiangchen clasped his fists to Li Dayong and said, "Don't bother the Zhao brothers, then... Brother Li, we're leaving!"

"Ah? Then... then..." Li Dayong waved his hand after a long while, saying, "Then you and your father should slow down!"

"Well, go back!" Song Xiangchen waved to Li Dayong and left with Song Changqing.

…

When the father and son of the Song family entered the Zhao family, two large water scoops and a feeding basket, with a total of more than 40 kilograms of cold water, put out the fire near the big bluestone.

Sizzle... la...

The water splashed on the big bluestone, making a sound, and water droplets rolled and slid on the big bluestone.

Zhao Youcai shoveled snow, and Xing San used the feeding basket to lift snow, and they all threw it to the big bluestone.

The snow fell on the bluestone, making another sizzling sound, and the snow melted into water and flowed down, but it quickly evaporated on the boiling bluestone.

At this time, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang each carried a bucket and ran to the water. This place is very close to the water source, and it only takes one minute to run there.

So, the two quickly came back and poured cold water on the big bluestone.

Amid the sizzling sound, irregular cracks appeared on the surface of the big bluestone.

The four people stopped and watched from the side, and then heard a crackling sound, and the big bluestone cracked!

It didn't split into two halves, it split into many pieces. The pieces were vertical to Zhao Jun and his men, and vertical to the fire just now.

Zhao Jun swung his pickaxe and dug out a piece of bluestone. Zhao Youcai, Wang Qiang, and Xing San worked together to pull the bluestone piece aside.

After pulling away the large pieces of bluestone, the four saw that there was a stone slab on the ground in half of the tree hole.

Zhao Jun went over and took a shovel to explore. The stone slab was not only the part in the tree hole, but also extended outward.

"Oh?" Xing San took a look and said in surprise: "With such a big stone pressing on it, why didn't it sink (chèn)?"

Zhao Jun and his three men also felt strange, but now that the matter had come to an end, Zhao Jun swung his shovel to throw the remaining charred firewood and plaster beside it aside.

After the fire burned for two or three hours, the ground had already melted. After Zhao Jun cleaned it up, a stone slab of one and a half meters long and one meter wide was exposed.

Zhao Jun used a big stick to pry open one side of the stone slab on the left, while Wang Qiang used a pickaxe to hook it on the right. Zhao Youcai and Xing San moved the stone slab forward and stood it up.

Zhao Jun looked under the stone slab, pulled out his stick to the right, and shouted: "Slow down, slow down, don't hit your feet!"

As he said that, Zhao Jun had already reached the right side and inserted the stick in his hand diagonally in front of Zhao Youcai and Xing San's legs.

"I'll shout one, two, three!" Wang Qiang called out, and Zhao Youcai and Xing San both responded: "You shout!"

"One, two, three!" When Wang Qiang shouted three, the three of them pulled the stone slab to their side with all their strength, and at the same time, the three of them pulled back.

The moment the stone slab fell, it was blocked by Zhao Jun's diagonal stick. The stone slab weighing more than 300 kilograms was pressed on the stick, how could Zhao Jun hold it? But before that, Zhao Youcai, Wang Qiang, and Xing San had already dodged.

The stone slab hit the ground heavily, and Zhao Youcai, Wang Qiang, and Xing San stepped on the stone slab and ran to the place where the stone slab was pressed before.

At this time, the Zhao army had arrived in front of the so-called treasure cellar.

The four outer circles below were made of stones, just like the cellar door, and a large pine box was placed in the middle.

The red pine box was coated with beeswax on the outside, just like a coffin, which has the effect of anti-corrosion.

The four people started to lift the pine box out. They were very happy when they lifted it, because the box was very heavy.

Put the box on the ground, and the four people stood around the box.

"Nephew, you open it!" At this time, Wang Qiang spoke first and gave Zhao Jun the opportunity to open the box.

Zhao Jun was not polite and went to look at the lid of the box. The lid of the box was not locked, but after being buried underground for so many years, the lid seemed to grow on the box.

Zhao Jun scraped one side of the box with a knife, and when he saw a slight gap, he scratched it with the blade. After scratching along the gap for three quarters of a circle, the moment he tapped with the knife, a rotten smell went straight into Zhao Jun's nose.

When the box was opened, a layer of khaki cloth was seen on the top of the box. At this time, a mountain breeze blew, and the cloth scattered with the wind.

It had been buried for too long, and the cloth had already deteriorated. It was okay if it didn't see the light of day, but it would fall apart when it saw the light of day and encountered the wind.

When it fell apart, the things underneath were exposed.

There were two things on the right that looked like porcelain, and they contained silver dollars. On the left was a pocket similar to silk cloth, and another pocket made of unknown leather.

"This is ours!" Wang Qiang pointed at the silk bag with a little excitement and said, "This cloth is the same as my mother's clothes..."

As Wang Qiang was talking, a mountain breeze blew and the silk bag was blown apart by the wind.

As the bag was blown apart, a golden light flashed.

Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai, Wang Qiang, and Xing San, the four people's eight eyes were instantly straight.

A small goldfish as long as a little finger, a gold ingot as big as a sheep Galaha, but no gold brocade in Wang Meilan's mouth!

Without the bag to restrain them, these things spread out and knocked against the porcelain next to them to make a crisp sound.

Zhao Jun picked up a small goldfish, which was very light, not even one or two. Zhao Jun held it in front of him, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help frowning and said: "Made in the Central Government..."

Zhao Jun didn't recognize the last three words of this line, so he continued to read the next line and said: "July of the fourth year of the Republic of China?"

The "九" is the word thirty, which Zhao Jun didn't recognize.

At the same time, Xing San took the silver dollar from the porcelain, took a look and said, "Yuan Datou."

"Let me see what this is?" Zhao Youcai took out a porcelain with difficulty. The object was barrel-shaped with a magpie on a branch.

Zhao Youcai took a look and said to the three people with certainty, "This is a pen holder."

"Brother-in-law, please stop it." Wang Qiang laughed and said, "That's a hat holder!"

"Hat holder?" Zhao Youcai was stunned when he heard it, and looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Is it your mother who always talks about it?"

"Oh!" Zhao Jun was startled, and hurriedly put the little goldfish in his hand into his pocket, then came over, carefully held the object, and said, "It's unprepared!"

"What is this?" Xing San came over curiously. He had heard of pen holders, but he didn't know what a hat holder was.

"This is where the ancient officials put their hats." Wang Qiang explained, and then reached out to take out another hat holder from the wooden box.

They didn't understand what it was, and after looking at it for a long time, they still couldn't understand it. They just poured all the Yuan Datou in the hat box into the bag on Zhao Jun's back.

"Look at what's in there?" At this time, Xing San pointed at the leather bag. It was unknown what kind of leather it was made of, but it didn't rot after being buried underground for so many years.

The moment Zhao Jun reached out to take the leather bag, he suddenly heard a sound from above.

"Roar! Whoosh!"

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