The whole mountain is my hunting ground

When he arrived, Zhao Jun was still somewhat reluctant to transfer his work. When leaving, Zhao Jun was happy.

"Huh?" When Zhao Jun went out, Zhou Chunming stopped Zhao Jun and said to him: "Go to your brother-in-law and ask him to lead you to personnel and finance. This month is not possible. You can do more next month." A little bit."

"Uncle, how much can I drive?" Zhao Jun was very curious about this question. In fact, that salary was nothing to him. Zhao Jun paid more than 100 for catching a live roe deer, but it felt different.

"Oops!" Zhou Chunming squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully, "You are a cadre and you go out to work in the field. Your salary, subsidies and bad code are all messed up. You can't afford a hundred yuan?"

"That much?" Zhao Jun was overjoyed when he heard this. His salary was almost as much as that of Zhao Youcai. But Zhao Youcai has many years of service, and he has only been working for one year!

Just like that, Zhao Jun left happily.

Zhao Jun went to the logistics team to look for Zhou Jianjun, but Zhou Jianjun was not there. I heard someone said that Team Leader Zhou had taken someone to take inventory, and that person also knew Zhao Jun and knew that he was Team Leader Zhou's brother-in-law, so he helped Zhao Jun find Zhou Jianjun.

Zhao Jun didn't give in. He was not in a hurry about the salary. The first priority now was to find the treasure. But Zhao Jun borrowed a pipe shovel, a sharp shovel and a pick from the man.

How could the logistics team be short of equipment? Five minutes later, Zhao Jun rode a motorcycle to the canteen.

At this time, Zhao Youcai was already preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Hearing the young apprentice say that Zhao Jun was coming, Zhao Youcai put down his kitchen knife and came out of the back kitchen. While walking towards Zhao Jun, he asked, "What are you doing again?"

"Dad, I'm an official!" Zhao Jun happily shared the news with Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai was stunned and asked subconsciously: "What kind of official are you?"

"Deputy team leader." Zhao Jun smiled: "Deputy team leader of security."

"Deputy team leader of security?" Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "Didn't you say you don't work the night shift?"

"I don't have to work the night shift. I'm a forest guard." Zhao Jun said, "I just patrol the forest."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Youcai said angrily, "How can there be forest guards?"

"Yes." Zhao Jun said proudly: "It was specially arranged for me. Dad, how much do you think I earn per month?"

"How much do you earn?" Zhao Youcai was also curious, and after he asked, he heard Zhao Jun say: "I am a cadre, and I go out to work after I am done. All subsidies and other things are included, and I get one hundred yuan."

Zhao Youcai: "..."

Zhao Youcai has been working in the forest farm for more than 20 years, and it is only over 100 years old when it is smoky and scorching every day.

And Zhao Jun has only been working for a year, and he has only worked for a few days this year, and he is almost overtaking him, Zhao Youcai.

As Zhao Jun's father. Zhao Youcai should be happy, but he really can't be happy.

At this moment, Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, Zhao Jun left in a hurry.

After leaving the forest farm, I went straight to Widow Wang's door frame. Unexpectedly, I met Xing San on the way back to Lengchang.

The old man was captured by Zhao Jun and followed Zhao Jun to the place where the treasure cellar was opened yesterday.

Pluck the snow that was buried yesterday to expose the soil underneath. The frozen soil was so hard that Zhao Jun and Xing San were pulling and gathering firewood. Today they just dug a shovel to test, so the area covered by the firewood pile was not large.

The fire lasted for an hour, and then Zhao Jun shoveled down. He didn't even need to dig out the soil to see, but he knew that there was backfill soil underneath, because when he shoveled down, the shovel head was obstructed, and when it hit the stones, it made a dull sound. A dull clashing sound.

Seeing that Zhao Jun stopped moving, Xing San asked: "What's going on, kid?"

Zhao Jun nodded heavily to Xing San and said, "Third uncle, it seems we have to continue burning."

As he spoke, Zhao Jun shook a shovelful of soil and dropped it on the ground.

"Yes!" Looking at the large stones scattered in the black soil on the ground, Xing San looked at the sky, and then urged: "Hurry! Hurry! Let's gather more firewood to burn it!"

"Yeah!" Zhao Jun nodded, and the two gathered firewood nearby, and the fire became more and more prosperous.

He continued to work like this until half past eleven. Zhao Jun asked Xing San to sit down by the fire. He took out a pack of Shilin cigarettes and stuffed it into Xing San's hand. Then he took out a bald cake from Cotton Monkey's pocket and gave it to Xing San. Xing San.

I bought this bald cake when I was buying cigarettes. The pocket of Big Cotton Monkey was so big that as Zhao Youcai said, once the No. 16 gun was dismantled, the barrel of the gun could be hidden in the pocket.

It was almost twelve o'clock when the two of them sat there roasting and eating dry food. Ma Yang, who had finished school at noon, arrived home angrily. When he entered the house, he opened the door suddenly, startling Wang Cuihua who was serving food in front of the pot.

"What are you doing..." Before Wang Cuihua could finish her words, she saw her youngest son running to the west room angrily, and then threw himself on the kang, motionless.

"What's going on?" Wang Cuihua, who was loading up the dishes and carrying the plate, looked at Ma Ling who was in front of the dish rack. The two of them put down what they were holding and walked into the west room together.

"What's wrong, little brother?" Ma Ling came in and asked Ma Yang with concern, "Who bullied you?"

As soon as Ma Ling said this, Ma Yang sat up suddenly, which suddenly startled Ma Ling.

"Zhao Jun!" Ma Yang shouted: "Zhao Jun gives the little girl a hairpin!"

This morning, Ma Yang kept stealing glances at his little classmate...the hairpin on his head was stuck.

Although there was not a word printed on the red plastic hairpin, Ma Yang knew that the exact same hairpin must be produced by Zhao Jun!

"Ah?" Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were shocked when they heard this. Ma Ling stared at Wang Cuihua with big eyes and panic in her eyes.

At this time, Ma Ling's heart was in a mess, and Wang Cuihua grabbed Ma Ling's wrist with her right hand, signaling her daughter not to worry, and then she pointed her other hand at Ma Yang and shouted: "Tell me, who did you see Zhao Jun send the card to!"

"Hu Lina!" Ma Yang shouted a name, then lay down, holding his head with both hands, and burst into tears.

"Hu Lina?" Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were both stunned. Wang Cuihua looked at Ma Ling and asked: "Who is Hu Lina?"

"No... Not from our village, right?" Ma Ling recalled this name in her mind, but she had no impression for a long time.

At this time, Ma Yang, who was crying and no one cared about him, suddenly stood up, with tears on his face.

"Who? Who! My deskmate!" Ma Yang shouted again, and Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua were stunned.

When the mother and daughter reacted, they almost attacked at the same time, and each slapped Ma Yang twice.

"Why are you hitting me?" Ma Yang stopped shouting, but he was full of grievances.

But at this time, Ma Ling and Wang Cuihua walked to the outer room together. If you say that Zhao Jun gave a hairpin to a young wife or a young girl, Ma Ling will cry to death. But how old is Ma Yang? It's ridiculous to say that Zhao Jun gave her a hairpin.

The mother and daughter went to the east room to eat, and no one paid attention to Ma Yang. At this time, it was twelve o'clock and the forest canteen was open for dinner.

Zhao Youcai was still guarding his window, serving food to his relatives and friends.

Li Dayong was standing in front of the window with a lunch box, and behind Li Dayong were Wang Qiang and Lin Xiangshun.

Suddenly, Cui Fugui, who had finished serving food at the second window, came to Li Dayong.

But he had already finished serving food, and he didn't want to cut in line.

"Brother Zhao!" Cui Fugui's voice gave people a feeling of chattering, very noisy.

So his nickname was Cui Da Laba.

Zhao Youcai raised his eyelids and glanced at Cui Fugui, saying, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Zhao, my wife will go back to her parents' home to see my father-in-law in two days." Cui Fugui said to Zhao Youcai, "She only goes back twice a year, and I don't think she can take anything. I want to buy ten kilograms of beef from you."

As soon as Cui Fugui said this, he felt that the temperature around him dropped a lot. Before Cui Fugui could react, he was pushed by Li Dayong on the side.

"What are you doing, Brother Li?" Cui Fugui looked at Li Dayong in surprise. He didn't understand. He just wanted to buy a few kilograms of beef. If you sell it, you sell it. If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. If the deal fails, there is still righteousness.

But at this time, Zhao Youcai stretched out a long-handled spoon from the window, pointed at Cui Fugui and asked: "Get the hell out of here!"

After being scolded and pushed repeatedly, Cui Fugui got angry. He glared at Zhao Youcai and said: "Zhao Youcai, why are you pretending? Did you eat too much beef?"

Hearing Cui Fugui's words, Zhao Youcai was so angry that his whole body trembled and his lips trembled.

"Fuck you!" Li Dayong kicked Cui Fugui in the stomach, and Cui Fugui retreated violently. Fortunately, there was someone queuing behind him. Cui Fugui bumped into someone, but at least he kept his body stable.

"Beat him!" At this time, Zhao Youcai in the back kitchen waved a spoon and shouted: "Beat him to death! If he gets hurt, it's my fault!"

As soon as Zhao Youcai said this, Li Dayong and Lin Xiangshun rushed towards Cui Fugui, but were stopped by people nearby.

"Zhao Youcai!" Cui Fugui pointed at Zhao Youcai and shouted, "You are pretending to be a piece of shit? Don't you have a good son? You wear a golden hairpin and beat the stone forest, but without your son, can you do it?"

Some people just don't suppress things. The more people try to stop the fight, the more excited they get and the more they shout!

But at this time, a long leg kicked out, and Cui Fugui cried "Oh my god!" and squatted down holding his stomach. Then, Li Baoyu knocked away the people who were trying to stop the fight in front of Cui Fugui, and went over to punch Cui Fugui.

Li Baoyu didn't participate in the battle before. He was young and had to call Cui Fugui uncle when he saw him. He shouldn't get involved in the adults' fight.

But seeing that this guy was too irritating, Li Baoyu finally couldn't help it.

After being beaten by Li Baoyu, Cui Fugui finally calmed down. Under the pull of the people around him, Cui Fugui didn't even eat and walked out of the cafeteria directly.

The excitement was over, those who needed to line up lined up, and those who needed to eat continued to eat. At this time, Zhao Youcai no longer served food, and gave the big spoon to his little apprentice.

Then, Zhao Youcai sat in the back kitchen, smoking "puff, puff".

But at this time, Cui Fugui's shrill voice kept lingering in his ears, which made Zhao Youcai's eyes more determined.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jun dug out another small box from the treasure cellar. When the box was opened, it was full of silver dollars, which made Zhao Jun a little depressed.

It was too hard to dig a pit in the ice and snow!

But everything was done in one go, and it had progressed to this point, so we had to continue digging.

But if Zhao Jun and Xing San dug again, it would be all black soil.

"Don't dig, kid." Seeing this, Xing San said to Zhao Jun: "There are only these things."

Zhao Jun didn't say anything, and he and Xing San used a shovel to scoop snow to cover the treasure cellar. Then he held the box and ran to the motorcycle with Xing San who was carrying a shovel.

After the things were dug out, Xing San wanted to go back to Lengchang. Zhao Jun sent him back and then went home alone.

On the way home, Zhao Jun thought about his treasure hunt several times in his mind.

In the end, Zhao Jun still believed that Widow Wang had more treasures than these, otherwise his old Pang family would not have been so prosperous in his previous life.

When they returned to the village, it was almost 4:30. Zhao Jun went to his new house, put a box of silver dollars on the kang, and then turned around and walked out.

Riding a motorcycle, Zhao Jun came to the Tunbu and asked Zhao Guofeng to help him make a call to Qiaotou Village in Lingnan.

Qiaotou Village is not a forest area, and there is no internal line of the forestry department, so it is difficult to connect the phone.

Nearly forty minutes passed between making the call and when Song Lan came to answer the phone. But Zhao Jun was not in a hurry. When Song Lan arrived, Zhao Jun asked Song Lan: "Sister-in-law, how is my brother?"

"It's not very good." Even though he was on the phone, Song Languang felt friendly when he heard Zhao Jun's voice, and couldn't help but choked up: "Your brother is just disobedient. I didn't let him go, and he even scolded me."

Huang Gui's nickname is Huang Lao Pi, because of his temper.

Zhao Jun sighed, said something to comfort Song Lan, and then said: "Sister-in-law, do me a favor and help me find Mr. Shao."

"Ah?" Song Lan was stunned for a moment, then asked Zhao Jun: "You are looking for the old man, but you are also looking for the old man."

"Just ask the old man." Zhao Jun thought about it on the way back. In terms of understanding of Fangshan, who can compare with the Shao Family Gang? Isn't his Pang Jia Gang a student of the Shao Jia Gang?

Another thing is that Shao Yunfeng was Widow Wang's subordinate at the time. Widow Wang was able to even rebel, presumably because of Shao Yunfeng's guidance.

But Shao Yunfeng was old, and Zhao Jun didn't want to mess with him. Furthermore, the treasure cellar was left by Widow Wang, so she was afraid that Shao Yunfeng would have other ideas.

"Okay, I'll find it for you, brother!" Song Lan carefully put down the phone, and then shouted into the phone: "Wait!"

After saying that, Song Lan ran away.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Shao Tianpeng's voice rang from the other end of the phone: "Ah, Zhao Jun!"

"Master Shao." Zhao Jun greeted the other side with a smile and said, "Are you doing well?"

"I'm fine, and my family is fine too. Don't worry about it." Shao Tianpeng asked, "What's wrong, Zhao Jun? If anything happens, just tell me."

The old man was not confused at all. He knew that Zhao Jun had spent so much effort to find him, so it must be something.

Sure enough, as soon as Shao Tianpeng finished speaking, Zhao Jun asked him: "Master Shao, what's wrong with us when we go to the mountains?"

"Tilt your head?" When Zhao Jun asked, Shao Tianpeng said, "That's a sign of trouble."

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded quickly and asked: "Master Shao, for example. I saw a counter-sign, and then I reversed it and lifted out the mallet on the back of the counter-sign, then..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jun stopped. He wanted to use a mallet to replace the treasure cellar, but suddenly he realized that the mallet and the treasure were not the same thing. The mallet was born with a long head, and the older ginseng handler would judge the location of the ginseng based on a variety of factors. But the treasure is different, it was buried by people.

Seeing that Zhao Jun couldn't continue, Shao Tianpeng felt that something was going on here, but his character was not as strong as his father Shao Yunfeng. Shao Tianpeng smiled faintly and asked: "Do you think there is water near the ginseng?"

"Yes! Yes!" Zhao Jun's eyes lit up after hearing what Shao Tianpeng said. He felt that this old man could give him an answer.