The whole mountain is my hunting ground

The Jiefang car drove out of Yong'an Village and drove out of Yong'an Forest Area.

In the trunk, the four members of the Zhao family, the four members of the Li family, plus Ma Ling and Xu Chunyan, ten people sat on five big tree stumps.

The diameter of the big tree stump was like a small millstone, and it was very solid to sit on and would not shake.

The women chattered non-stop, and they were very excited about today's trip.

Li Ruhai mixed in the crowd of women, chattering non-stop, sometimes causing everyone to laugh.

"This is quite noisy!" Zhao Youcai, who was leaning against the wall of the car, muttered in a low voice.

After saying that, Zhao Youcai saw Zhao Jun, who was sitting next to him, looking at him with a strange look, and Zhao Youcai immediately glared at Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun did not speak either, first looked at Zhao Youcai deeply, and then his eyes drifted to Wang Meilan.

Zhao Youcai followed Zhao Jun's line of sight, and after seeing Wang Meilan, Zhao Youcai remembered that he was still a criminal, so it was better to keep a low profile.

After leaving the mountain, the road conditions were much better.

There were canvas awnings on both sides and the top of the trunk. Zhao Youcai sat up, stretched his neck to look at the rear of the car, and then asked Zhao Jun: "Why don't you go to Daohua? How close is Daohua?"

Zhao Jun smiled and said: "Dad, I'm on Shanhe's newspaper, and Daohua doesn't have me."

Zhao Youcai twitched his mouth, leaned back, and continued to close his eyes to rest.

After two and a half hours of bumps, the Jiefang car drove into the county town. When the women heard the place, they became more energetic.

"Hey? Hey! Newspaper seller!" Suddenly, Zhao Chun screamed. She saw a newsstand where she had just passed.

"Hey! Stop the car!" Wang Meilan slapped the wall of the car, slapped Zhao Youcai's face, and scared Zhao Youcai, who was dozing.

The Jiefang car pulled over to the side, and before Jie Chen rolled down the window, he saw from the rearview mirror that people in the trunk got off one after another.

There is no regular newsstand in the small county town, but there is a small house behind the newsstand. There is only one room at the entrance, with a space of seven or eight square meters. A small kang is connected to the stove, and the stove tube goes out from the window.

There is only one old man in the room, he is alone, watching the stall during the day and living in this room at night.

Watching the stall, watching the stall, and looking out the window from time to time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes widened, and he saw a group of people running towards his newsstand.

The old man hurriedly got up, and the moment he came out of the house, he heard a woman shouting: "Look! My son!"

Wang Meilan held a copy of "Shanhe Daily", and the front page was a photo and interview of Zhao Jun.

"My brother!" Like Wang Meilan, Zhao Chun's face was full of joy and pride. As she shouted, she stuffed the newspaper into Ma Ling's hand.

Ma Ling took a look, and then looked at Zhao Jun with surprise.

"Look! Look!" Li Baoyu also grabbed a newspaper excitedly and pushed Li Ruhai next to him.

At this time, the old lady and Xie Sun also got off the car. They ran to the newsstand and shouted, "Show me!"

"Don't wear my newspapers!" Seeing that these people's movements were getting bigger and bigger, the old man in the newsstand was unhappy.

As soon as he shouted, more than ten pairs of eyes stared at him. The old man was startled and felt a little scared.

"You..." Looking at the group of people in front of the stall, the old man said in a weak tone, but still bravely: "Are you going to buy it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Meilan lift the newspaper in her hand forward and said, "How many newspapers do you have in total? You pack them all for me!"

If Wang Meilan said this in a department store or a supply and marketing cooperative, it would be a bit interesting.

The old man at the newsstand looked at Wang Meilan with a strange look, then pointed at the stack of Shanhe Daily and said, "That's all."

"That's all?" Wang Meilan raised her hand holding the newspaper, and Li Ruhai reached out and took the newspaper from Wang Meilan.

Wang Meilan, with her hands free, took the stack of newspapers and frowned after just one look.

The newspapers were sold all morning, and it was almost noon, and the newspapers were almost sold out. In addition to the ones in the hands of a few people, there were still 17 or 18 copies left on the newsstand.

For Wang Meilan, how could these few copies be enough?

"Can we have them tomorrow?" Wang Meilan asked the old man, and the old man said, "Newspapers...are available every day, but not your son."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. The old man, who was given several cold stares, said to Wang Meilan: "The content of the newspaper changes every day."

"Then I understand." Wang Meilan threw the stack of newspapers in her hand onto the stall, and then waved her hand and said: "I want all of them."

The old man curled his lips slightly. He didn't know the strength of President Wang, but he thought this woman was a bit pretentious. He had lived so long and had seen too many men who could pretend, but this was the first time he saw a woman like this.

At Wang Meilan's command, everyone put the newspapers in their hands on the stall so that the old man could count the number of copies.

At this moment, the eyes of Li Baoyu, Li Ruhai and Li Tongyun were all attracted by the magazines on the newsstand.

If it weren't for Zhao Jun's appearance in the newspaper, Wang Meilan would not have come to buy newspapers at all. As for the magazines, even if they were given to Wang Meilan and Xu Chunyan for free, they would either cut them up to make cigarettes for men or use them to fill the stove.

But in the Zhao's Chamber of Commerce, there are really people who love reading.

Li Tongyun picked up "Story Club", Li Baoyu picked up "Military Pictorial", and Li Ruhai picked up "Women's Friend".

"There are 23 copies in total." At this time, the old man who was watching the stall said to Wang Meilan: "Three cents per copy, a total of 69 cents."

"How much is this?" Li Ruhai raised the magazine in his hand and asked the old man.

Seeing the magazine in Li Ruhai's hand, the old man was stunned.

At this moment, Jin Xiaomei came out from the side and hit Li Ruhai with a stick. Jin Xiaomei quickly snatched the magazine from Li Ruhai's hand and said unhappily: "Why did you buy this?"

Li Ruhai didn't say anything. Li Baoyu next to him smiled and said to Li Tongyun: "Sister, you like to read it, you pick a few, and I'll pay for it after that."

"Well, thank you brother." Li Tongyun was happy, but Li Ruhai gave Li Baoyu a dissatisfied look.

Wang Meilan tilted her head and looked at the four words "Women's Friend" on the magazine. She picked it up and flipped it twice, and then threw it on the stack of "Shanhe Daily".

"Sister-in-law, don't always spoil him." Seeing this, Jin Xiaomei frowned and said, "What kind of book is that?"

Wang Meilan narrowed her eyes and raised her head slightly, and turned back to hold Jin Xiaomei, signaling her not to say more.

Then, Wang Meilan said to the brother and sister who were picking magazines over there: "Baoyu, bring whatever you two are looking at, and I will pay for you all at once."

When they heard that a big money sponsor was paying, Li Baoyu and Li Tongyun were very happy, and the brother and sister each picked two books.

Five magazines plus twenty-three newspapers cost Wang Meilan a total of one dollar and ninety-five cents.

Wang Meilan gave the old man at the newsstand two dollars, took the five-cent coin he gave her, and then left with everyone.

When they set off again, neither the old lady nor Xie Sun sat in the co-pilot, they wanted to go to the back of the car to have fun with everyone.

In this way, Zhao Youcai sat in the co-pilot.

Closing the car door, listening to the laughter coming from behind, Zhao Youcai sighed.

"Uncle." At this time, Xie Chen leaned over and asked Zhao Youcai, "Can you drive?"

"I can't." Zhao Youcai asked back, "What's wrong?"

"That's fine." Xie Chen started the car and drove along the road. He stopped at newsstands along the way and bought all the "Shanhe Daily" for today.

He kept buying until 11:30 in the morning, and there were more than 200 copies of "Shanhe Daily" piled up in the trunk.

Zhao Youcai complained about his frequent stops to buy newspapers. In order to shut him up, the car stopped in front of a halal restaurant soon after.

When Zhao Jun tricked Wang Meilan into going to Lingnan for medical treatment, they had mutton soup and pie for lunch.

At that time, the Zhao family only had beef and mutton a few times a year. Later, it was not until Zhao Baotou came back that the Zhao family could have beef for consecutive meals.

They had eaten a lot of beef and mutton in the past two months, but Wang Meilan said she wanted to bring her old lady to eat steamed buns and braised pork strips.

They had not yet unlocked the method of making steamed buns. Wang Meilan and her friends were not good at making braised pork strips.

Thirteen people in total rushed into the restaurant. Seeing that the business was good, the proprietress hurriedly invited them to the private room.

This halal restaurant was of high quality. There was a big table in the private room that could seat fifteen or sixteen people.

Everyone sat down and looked at the small blackboard on the wall. Wang Meilan tapped Zhao Youcai's thigh, meaning that Zhao Youcai should order the dishes.

Zhao Youcai understood and said immediately: "Dried tofu with spicy peppers!"

Zhao Youcai didn't say anything after ordering a dish. Wang Meilan glanced at him, then raised her hand and pointed at the small blackboard on the wall, and said to the proprietress: "Except for the beef stew with potatoes, bring me all the remaining dishes."

The proprietress was startled, looked at Wang Meilan, then looked at the small blackboard, and said: "Do you want all?"

"Yes!" Wang Meilan said: "We want braised beef strips and mutton strips, isn't that eight dishes?"

"Ah..." The proprietress was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What's the staple food?"

"Siomai!" Wang Meilan glanced at the people at the table, and Wang Meilan knew almost how much they ate.

So, Wang Meilan raised her hand and said: "Eight trays of siomai."

There are also pies and steamed dumplings in the halal staple food, but they often eat those two.

"You have to wait, siomai is slow." The proprietress was a little embarrassed, siomai is much more troublesome than pies.

"It's okay to be slow." Wang Meilan finished speaking, and Zhao Youcai continued, "Give me a bowl of rice."

"I want a bowl of rice too." Li Baoyu said.

"I want one too." This was said by Jie Chen.

"Yeah!" Wang Meilan concluded, saying, "Three bowls of rice, and if there's soda, give us one bottle each."

"Hey." The proprietress responded, turned around and walked out, ready to go to the kitchen to notify the cook to cook.

At this time, the sound of people talking came from behind her.

Xu Chunyan leaned forward and said in surprise, "They still have persimmons here?"

"And peppers!" This was said by Jin Xiaomei.

There must be peppers in the dried tofu with sharp peppers. In addition, Wang Meilan ordered a beef persimmon soup.

In Zhao Jun's family, tomatoes are called persimmons, and the ones that grow on the tree are also called persimmons. Cherry tomatoes appeared several years later, and they also called them persimmons.

The persimmon in the beef and persimmon soup is a tomato. Zhao Jun and his team haven't seen this for several months.

There are two people cooking staple food in front of the panel in the east of the kitchen, and there are two stoves in the west. One of the chefs is the boss, and the other is the boss's wife's brother.

Seeing his wife come in, the boss asked, "Have you ordered the dishes?"

"I have ordered." The boss's wife said, "Braised beef strips, mutton strips, three kinds of stir-fried dishes, stir-fried mutton with green onions, cumin mutton, dried tofu with chili peppers, beef and persimmon soup, and sweet and sour pork. After that, there are eight trays of steamed buns."

The two people in the kitchen were stunned, and the boss asked, "What are you doing? How many people are eating?"

"Thirteen." The boss's wife answered first, and then urged, "Don't you have to cook for several people? People have ordered it, so hurry up."

"But you are quite capable." The boss's wife's brother said while washing the pot and draining the water, "Are they the same people from the match factory again?"

"No." The boss's wife shook her head and said, "It seems to be from the countryside."

"Rural people?" The four people in the kitchen were very surprised, and they might be thinking, is the living standard in the countryside so high?

The dishes were put on the table one by one, and four trays of steamed buns were put on first. Zhao Youcai held a big bowl and ate rice with spicy peppers, dried tofu and braised pork strips.

Others ate while evaluating and discussing, discussing how braised pork strips were made, and discussing why they didn't rush to make their own three-way stir-fried pork and scallion-fried lamb.

At this time, the boss's wife came in with a basin and placed it in the middle of several plates.

"Beef and persimmon soup." The proprietress said, "The dishes are ready!"

"Hey, big sister." Xu Chunyan called the proprietress. The proprietress thought she wanted to order more dishes, but she pointed to the beef and persimmon soup and asked, "Where did you buy these persimmons?"

"We bought them in the fall, a small cart." The proprietress explained, "We bought green persimmons at that time, and put them on the ground in the lower house in the north, covered with tarpaulin."

"Can they be kept until now?" Wang Meilan, Jin Xiaomei, and Xu Chunyan asked in unison.

"Keep them until the big frost." The proprietress said, "They are all covered with red, and we put them on the top of the frost."

"Ah, that's what I said." Wang Meilan was pouring the soup while looking at the shapeless persimmons inside.

But Wang Meilan didn't pick it, it was good to be able to eat tomatoes at this time.

"We can't keep the green persimmons either." Jin Xiaomei laughed and said, "A few kids stuffed persimmons into rice, and ate one when they turned red."

Everyone laughed and continued to eat and drink.

After a good meal, the table was in a mess. Wang Meilan settled the bill, waved her hand, and asked everyone to leave.

Coming out of the restaurant, Zhao Jun smiled and said to Wang Meilan: "Mom, we don't have to clean up the table after dinner, isn't it good?"

"Yeah." Wang Meilan smiled and said, "We don't have to do it yet."

Everyone got into the car while talking and laughing. This time Zhao Jun drove and went straight to the No. 1 Department Store in Shanhe County, also known as the 100th.

When they arrived at the door of the store, everyone got off the car, and Li Baoyu pulled a sack from the trunk.

This sack was specially made. Two straps were sewn on one side of the sack with cloth strips. A potato was stuffed into each of the two bottom corners, and then tied with a hemp rope. The hemp rope was worn at the mouth of the sack, and it was sealed once it was tied.

Li Baoyu carried the sack on his back. The big bag was bulging with sacks.

Today, the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce is going to make a big purchase.

Just as everyone was about to leave, a child jumped out of the alley, holding a wooden box gun, pointing it at Li Tongyun who was nearby, and saying, "Da da da, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the child finished speaking, Li Baoyu and Li Ruhai rushed towards him. The child turned around and ran away in fear, but he never expected that Li Baoyu and Li Ruhai appeared on both sides of Li Tongyun, and the two brothers nervously held Li Tongyun.

This chapter makes up for yesterday's, and today's chapter will be a little later, brothers can go to bed if they are tired