The whole mountain is my hunting ground

"Ah?" Li Baoyu was stunned and looked at Zhao Jun in surprise.

Zhao Jun whispered: "There may be trouble soon."

When Li Baoyu heard this, he looked back at the door. Although there was no one at the door at this time, Li Baoyu remembered something that happened when he came to the town to sell leather last time.

"Well, let's stop drinking and eat more food." Li Baoyu said, pushing the wine jar to the corner of the table.

Outside the restaurant, in the alley between the two rooms on the opposite side, six people squatted against the wall. They all moved in unison, folding their arms and reaching into the cuff of the other hand.

At this time, a person hurriedly came in from the entrance of the alley. One of the six people, wearing a yellow cotton-padded jacket, raised his head and asked him: "Where are the two boys eating?"

"Yeah." The person who came was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a dog-skin hat. He had a big mole between his eyebrows, which looked like three eyes.

He said: "These two boys are making money by going to restaurants, so they are making money inside."

The man in a yellow cotton-padded jacket stretched his head toward the innermost corner and looked at the corner. Another man in a black cotton-padded jacket asked, "It was the same two of you that you followed last time."

"Yeah." The man in the black cotton-padded jacket said, "Last time, they sold big leather. Chengzi and I went with them, and those two guys showed off their knives."

"What are you afraid of if you show off your knife?" Huang Mianyao smiled coldly and said, "I'll cut him off today anyway." At this point, he raised his head again, looked at the person who came back to report the news, and asked: "What, I heard that he Do you two even have pickaxes?"

"Yes." The messenger replied: "I heard it from a boy in a big store."

"The handle of a pickaxe... haha." Huang Cotton Jacket sneered and said disdainfully: "Take this thing, kid."

The pickaxe handle, to put it bluntly, is just a wooden stick. This stick can be attached to a farm tool, a pick, a shovel, or even a hoe.

These people are all robbing families, and they usually do business of licking blood from the edge of a knife. How can a pickaxe scare them?

I just heard Huang Mianyao say: "I remember you said that they are from the countryside, right? There are no cars at this point, so I guess they can't wait. We will follow them in a while, and wait until they leave the city to find someone. We will attack where there are people.”

As he spoke, Huang Mianhua patted the bald man next to him and said, "Third brother, it's all up to you."

With his head shaved in the middle of winter, this third child was quite tough. He was wearing a patched blue cotton-padded jacket and had a sinister look on his face.

Hearing what Huang Cotton Jacket said, the bald old man sneered and reached out to lift a large iron chain from his feet.

Lao San grabbed both ends of the iron chain with both hands and stretched it to the left and right. Hearing a squeaking sound, he straightened the iron chain.

This iron chain is about 1.2 meters long. I don't know what it is used for. It is about the thickness of an egg and looks heavy. If you sell it for scrap iron, it can be worth two yuan.

The third child grabbed both ends of the iron chain and shook it twice in front of him. While shaking it, he said: "Boss, just look at me. Aren't there just two boys? Look at my chain."

In the restaurant.

Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu ate their food with their heads down, and the atmosphere was very dull.

They were not afraid of trouble, but felt a little unhappy.

"Brother." Li Baoyu picked up the green onions given by the boss, dipped them in the soy sauce dish, then took a big bite of the white green onions and asked, "Do you think the price of lynx skins has also increased?"

"What's the price increase for this thing?" Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "This thing is cheaper than big leather. His store can't accept a few pieces a year, so it has no price. Didn't you see? Let's sell one piece. That man You just have to call and ask.”

While we were talking, the braised pork was served.

Looking at the maroon red braised meat, Li Baoyu finally showed a smile on his face.

They had no shortage of pork to eat, but all they ate was wild boar. Wild boars, on the other hand, rarely have fat.

These days, fat meat is far more popular than lean meat.

Moreover, wild boar meat is far less tasty than domestic pork.

"Boss, give us two bottles of soda." Zhao Jun thought for a while and asked for two bottles of soda.

"okay."

"Two more spoons."

After taking the soda and the spoon, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu filled the bowl with braised pork with a small porcelain spoon, then mixed the rice with the spoon and put it into their mouths.

This meat is delicious to eat.

The two of them only had two dishes, a tray of steamed dumplings, four large bowls of rice, and four bottles of soda. By the time the full burps began, instead of soda burps, the table was in disarray.

Zhao Jun asked the boss to settle the accounts. The boss came over to take a look and said: "Two cents for wine, four bottles of soda for two cents, four bowls of rice..."

Having said this, the boss looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Do you have a ticket?"

"No." Zhao Jun said, "I will give you the money."

The boss nodded and continued to settle accounts. These days, eating out not only requires money, but also tickets.

But this is already 87 years, and supplies are not as scarce as before. In this state-owned restaurant, there is no ticket, but you can pay the corresponding amount of money.

The boss did the math and found that Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu spent a total of two yuan and fifty-seven cents.

Zhao Jun took out a roll of money from it, counted three yuan from it, thought for a while and said to the boss: "Bring me four more bottles of soda."

"Ah?" The boss was stunned, thinking that since these two have finished eating, why do they still need soda? If you want to drink, one bottle per person, two bottles is enough, why do you want four bottles?

Zhao Jun said: "We will take him away."

"Take it away." The boss suddenly realized and said, "If you drink at my place, I will confiscate the bottle money from you. If you want to take it away, you have to give me five cents for each bottle."

"Okay." Zhao Jun put the three dollars on the table.

At this time, the boss came over with two bottles of soda in each hand, put the soda on the table, took out three one-cent coins from his pocket, handed it to Zhao Jun and said, "Next time you come, give me the bottle." Bring it back and I'll give you two cents back."

"Okay." Zhao Jun smiled, waved to Li Baoyu, pointed at the four bottles of soda and said, "Put these in your pocket."

Li Baoyu looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "What are you doing with it?"

Zhao Jun said: "When I went out, I didn't buy anything for my brother and sister. I took it back and gave them a bottle each."

The soda in the Northeast at this time is not as delicious as the Arctic Ocean in the capital, which is sweet water with carbonation.

But even this thing doesn’t exist in the mountains.

First, the mountain road is rugged and transportation is inconvenient. If it is not repaired well, it will be broken into pieces and it will be lost. Second, the standard of living is low. Many people buy two-cent candy balls for their children, and they have to think hard before they can pay for it.

When Li Baoyu heard this, he took the soda and stuffed it into his shoulder pocket. When he filled three bottles and picked up the fourth bottle, he suddenly stopped.

"What happened?" At this time, Zhao Jun had already picked up the sack roll and tucked it horizontally under his arm. He was about to go out when he saw Li Baoyu acting like this.

Li Baoyu said: "Return this bottle, Ruhai doesn't need it."

"Hurry up and put it on for me!" Zhao Jun pushed him and the two of them walked out of the restaurant.

The two left the restaurant, walked all the way out of Yong'an Town, and walked home along the road. At this time, there was no one in front, left or right.

Only behind him were seven people.

Zhao Jun glanced back and found that when he looked back, the seven people suddenly quickened their pace.

Zhao Jun patted Li Baoyu, and the two turned around.

The seven people stopped in unison, about eight meters opposite Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu.

"Clang..." The bald old man shook his arm, and an iron chain flew out and hung down beside him.

"That boy!" The leader of the yellow cotton-padded jacket stepped forward, pointed at Zhao Jun, and said arrogantly: "Hurry up and give me your bag...fuck me!"

When he saw Zhao Jun, he originally had a sack rolled under his left arm.

But when the bald third man shook off the iron chain, Zhao Jun grabbed the forward end of the sack roll with his left hand and pushed the back end of the sack roll against his left rib.

Then he grabbed the upward side of the sack with his left hand and rolled the sack down.

With this stroke, a handle is revealed.

But this handle is not a pickaxe handle.

Zhao Jun grabbed the handle with his right hand and pulled it out. Holding the sack with his left hand, he didn't move.

This action is like drawing a sword.

When he pulled out the "pickaxe handle", he was facing blackmail from the yellow cotton jacket.

At this time, when Huang Mianyao said the word "give it to me", he saw clearly the guy in Zhao Jun's hand, and suddenly the sentence that was supposed to end ended up with two more dirty words.