The whole mountain is my hunting ground

"Brother, then I won't send it to you."

"Brother, hurry up and have dinner with your sister-in-law."

As soon as Li Dayong left Zhao's house and heard the sound of the door closing, Wang Meilan complained to Zhao Youcai: "It's not enough for you to run outside for one day today, and you have to stay overnight tomorrow?"

"It's not one day and one night." Zhao Youcai shook his head and said, "Tomorrow we will go there, circle the pig tracks, confirm the mountain farm, stay one night on the mountain, and fight again the day after tomorrow."

"How about two days?"

"Yeah." Zhao Youcai nodded and said, "It took two days to do it."

"I think you are crazy!"

Early the next morning, Zhao Youcai got up early again. Just after five o'clock, he started working before dawn, cutting pickle strips, pasting large pancakes, and steaming sticky bean buns.

We have to fight hard in the mountains for two days and one night. How can we do it without bringing enough food?

After seven o'clock, Zhao Youcai had all the food ready, and then went out to notify Wang Qiang and Lin Xiangshun.

Before eight o'clock, Zhao Youcai returned home. After a while, he walked out with a gun in one hand and a satchel in the other.

Zhao Jun, who was eating, was surprised when he saw this. He put down his chopsticks and was about to ask, but was stopped by Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan said angrily: "Ignore him, just eat your food."

Zhao Jun understood at a glance that it must be Zhao Ergudong who made his mother angry.

After he finished eating, he returned to his room, took his shoulder bag, and slung it over his shoulder, but he did not take the gun. He walked out of the room and said to Wang Meilan, "Mom, I'm going to town."

"Son, please slow down." Wang Meilan said as she took out a roll of money from her pocket and handed it to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun stretched out his hand, but did not take it. Instead, he pushed the money back and said, "No, Mom, I have money in my pocket."

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he walked out. Wang Meilan put away the money and whispered: "My son is better."

As soon as Zhao Jun opened the door, he saw Li Baoyu at the door of his house, seeming to reach out and pull the door open, but unexpectedly he bumped into Zhao Jun.

"Let's go." Zhao Jun just said "let's go" and walked side by side to the outside of the courtyard with Li Baoyu.

The two of them left the village and walked straight to the place where they were attending the big market that day.

The small train going to the town will stop there at about 9:30 in the morning.

The two of them came out early and walked over there without any hurry.

Li Baoyu said: "Brother, my father and my uncle went to fight the pig god again. They said they couldn't fight today, so they vowed not to return the favor."

Zhao Jun was speechless when he heard the words. This kind of words came from Li Dayong's mouth.

The oath not to return the court... It kind of means that Loulan will never return the favor.

Seeing that Zhao Jun was silent, Li Baoyu said again: "Listen to my dad, they also have to fight today."

Zhao Jun said casually: "They have many people and many guns, so they may be able to defeat them."

The two of them arrived at the place where they went to the market last time. Today was not a market day, so there were only some pedestrians coming and going, and some folks who were also waiting to take the small train to the town.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu greeted their acquaintances and waited for the bus to arrive at the station.

It is said to be a station, but it is actually a big willow tree with a wooden board hanging on it. Two words were painted on the board: station.

The two of them waited here for a while, and the little train came slowly with a whistle.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu got on the second carriage. There was a table at the door of the carriage, and the conductor sat behind the table.

"For two people." Zhao Jun took out a two-cent note and handed it over. The conductor took the money and held it in his hand. He took out two two-cent coins from the small box next to him and gave them to Zhao Jun.

The two entered the carriage. There were no seats in the carriage. Everyone was standing or sitting. They found a corner with few people and leaned against the wall of the carriage.

The bus stopped for about five minutes and then restarted. After waiting for more than an hour, the conductor shouted: "We have arrived in Yong'an Town."

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu got off the train and walked straight to the state-owned store.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, the two arrived at the door of the state-owned store. Once inside, Li Baoyu's eyes were not full.

Zhao Jun pulled him to the left, passing the pastry counter. In front of it was a long row of wooden tables with various furs on them.

There are squirrel skins and weasel skins, all neatly rolled into barrels and piled neatly there.

Behind the long wooden table, there are two other single tables placed perpendicularly to the long wooden table. Two people, a man and a woman, sit at a table each, flipping through the ledger with one hand and doing abacus with the other.

From time to time, they stopped holding the abacus, picked up the pen next to them, and wrote something in the notebook.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu came to the long table. Zhao Jun asked, "Can you take the big leather?"

"Collect it." As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, the woman closed the account book, pushed the abacus, stood up from the stool and turned to the two of them.

It is said that the service attitude of state-owned store employees in some places these days is bad, and some stores even have signs saying "No beating customers."

But don’t forget, this is Northeast China.

Northeastern people, both male and female, have tough personalities.

If you are arrogant, there may be someone more arrogant than you.

Especially among these mountain runners, who has never seen blood?

Therefore, in this era when fights are not reported to the official and people are not blackmailed, the service attitude of employees in state-owned stores in Northeast China is still quite acceptable.

Zhao Jun took out the rolled leather from his pocket and handed it over across the long wooden table.

The female employee reached out to take it, slowly unfolded the big leather, spread it on the table, opened her hand, and measured it one by one, then raised her head and said to Zhao Jun: "Seven hundred."

"What?" When Li Baoyu heard this, he immediately stopped and said, "Someone came down from Yongsheng Village years ago and sold it for a thousand yuan."

The female employee glanced at the tall Li Baoyu and patiently explained to him: "One thousand is for a male, and seven hundred for a female."

"Then seven hundred." Zhao Jun agreed directly. Not only the sable skin, but also the weasel skin, the male skin was more expensive than the female skin.

This is because the male's fur tubes are brighter and of better quality than the female's, so they are valuable.

After hearing Zhao Jun's promise, the female employee first rolled the sable skin into a barrel shape, then pulled out a small wooden box from under her desk and carefully put the sable skin inside.

After putting away the big leather, the female employee took out a key from her trouser pocket, opened the lock of the drawer on the table, and took out a brand new bundle of big unity.

The bundle of money was tied with a kraft paper band. The female employee untied the kraft paper band, counted out 30 pieces and put them back on the table. Then she closed the drawer with one hand and handed the money to Zhao Jun with the other.

"You count."

Zhao Jun took the money, held the money in his left hand, spat on the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and then began to count the money.

The brand-new coat still smelled of ink. Li Baoyu sniffed and smiled on his face.

Zhao Jun counted it twice before looking up and saying to the female employee: "That's right."

When the female employee heard this, she nodded and sat back.

Zhao Jun was in front of the long table, counted thirty-five pieces of money from the stack of money in his hand, and handed them to Li Baoyu beside him.

"Haha..." Li Baoyu couldn't help laughing after taking the money, causing the buyers in front of the sales counter to look over.

Zhao Jun raised his arm to slap him and said, "Hurry up and put it away."

Li Baoyu untied his cotton-padded jacket and stuffed the money into the pocket inside the cotton-padded jacket.

At this time, Zhao Jun's eyes fell on the back of the male employee's chair, where there was a stack of badger skins.

Not many, just seven or eight.

Zhao Jun asked: "Now you have even collected the badger skin?"

The man who answered this time was the male employee. He didn’t stand up. When he turned his head, he even pushed up his glasses before replying: “I’ll take it. I’ll start taking it after the new year.”

Zhao Jun asked again: "What about the black blind skin, wild boar skin, and roe deer skin?"

"Heixiazi skins may be collected after a while." The male employee said, then thought about it and added, "I didn't say I would collect the roe deer skins or wild boar skins."

"Okay, thank you." After Zhao Jun said this, he pulled Li Baoyu away from here and walked towards the sales counter.

In front of the grocery counter, Zhao Jun bought two pieces of clam oil for Wang Meilan, and two pencils with erasers on one end for Zhao Hong and Zhao Na. Zhao Hong had been clamoring for this the year before last.

Although Zhao Jun thinks this kind of rubber is impractical, what can he do if his sister is clamoring for it?

When he came to the counter selling cigarettes and alcohol, Zhao Jun spent five yuan and bought two cigarettes.

He will go to work soon. Although he is protected by his brother-in-law, he still needs to have a good relationship with his direct boss.

Otherwise, even if people are concerned about Zhou Jianguo and will not embarrass Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun will not share any good deeds.

These flower cigarettes are also available in small shops in the countryside, but they are more expensive than those at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Jun saved nearly a dollar by buying two of them here.

Whatever Zhao Jun bought, Li Baoyu bought accordingly.

He bought the clam oil as a tribute to Jin Xiaomei, and bought the pencil with eraser as a gift to Li Xiaoqiao.

Li Xiaoqiao and Zhao Hong are classmates, and they play together every day. It would be weird if they saw that Zhao Hong had the pencil but she didn't.

Seeing Zhao Jun buy cigarettes, Li Baoyu thought about it and bought two cigarettes.

Even though Li Baoyu is reckless when running in the mountains, he has a high emotional intelligence.

After a while, Zhao Jun was going to work, and he was going to learn driving from Lin Xiangshun. He is not a forest farm employee, so he has to have a good relationship with Lin Xiangshun or other people in the team.

"Two jins of trough cakes, two jins of stove fruits, and two jins of small twists."

"I'll take these too."

"The sugar balls cost two pounds."

"I also want."

The two bought some more snacks, and each of them walked out of the store carrying several yellow paper bags.

They had not gone far out of the state-owned store when two men in black cotton-padded jackets walked out of the alley next to the store and followed them.

They all wore dog-skin hats and walked with their heads lowered, making it difficult to see their appearance. They were all of medium build.

Zhao Jun noticed that he was being followed for two blocks. He didn't look back. He just put everything in one hand and carried it. The other hand stretched back and lifted up the back of his cotton-padded jacket, revealing a Bring me the invasion knife.

The two men were following vigorously when they suddenly saw Zhao Jun make a move, and the two of them stared intently out of curiosity.

The moment they saw the invading knife, the two of them stopped immediately. They recognized it as a knife used by mountain runners, and they also knew that people who can make money in the mountains are ruthless people.

What's more, those mountain runners in their 50s and 60s even had human blood on their knives.

The two of them retreated voluntarily, and Zhao Jun paid no attention to them, and just walked home with Li Baoyu.

Yes, the train does go from opposite ends, but it will be two and a half hours before the train back to the village arrives.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu had nowhere to go in the town. It was such a winter and they couldn't wait outside, so they might as well walk back directly.

Nearly forty miles away, by the time they reached home, it was almost half past five and it was already dark.

As soon as he entered the village, Zhao Jun felt a chill on his face. When he raised his eyes, he saw clear snow falling from the sky.

Zhao Jun turned his head and looked at the mountain, feeling worried.