The whole mountain is my hunting ground

A canteen in Yongan Forest Farm.

Usually, before the bell rings for the lunch break, the workers in the cafeteria bring large basins of vegetables and staple food to various windows.

As soon as workers come in, they hand their meal tickets and lunch boxes to the window, and the waiter directly fills their lunch boxes with rice and vegetables.

But when the bell fell today, there were only large basins of white rice in front of each window, but no vegetables.

Li Ruhai, who was stuck in the area after get off work this morning, held his chopsticks between his teeth and stared through the small window at the large pot of braised pork on the stove in the back kitchen.

Today the canteen improved the food and bought two white pigs from the Pioneer Production Team, one in the first canteen and one in the second canteen.

After unloading the pork, the elbows, tenderloin, and ribs were frozen in the refrigerator for the guests. The rest of the pork was deboned and cut into braised pork.

But there were so many people in the forest farm that the braised pork was not enough for everyone to share, so the braised pork had to be changed into pork stewed with vermicelli.

As a famous Northeastern dish, pork stewed vermicelli is very popular. But one thing is that vermicelli eats soup. Once this dish has been out of the pot for a long time, the originally moderately delicious vermicelli will swell and affect the taste, and the vermicelli may even clump together.

In order to satisfy the workers, Canteen No. 1 put the soaked vermicelli into a large pot to cook separately when there were still a few minutes before the bell rang.

When the bell rang, the vermicelli was cooked just right. At this time, Da Yanli took it out, quickly slid it in cold water to prevent it from sticking, and then poured it into the meat that had been cooked in advance.

At this time, Zhao Youcai, Han Dachun, and Han Daming went into battle together, each of them guarding a large pot.

Zhao Youcai holds a long frying spoon in his right hand and a small pan in his left hand. After the vermicelli was poured into the pot by the worker, Zhao Youcai moved his hands together, turning the meat and vermicelli with one spoon at a time to mix them as evenly as possible.

At the same time, someone added firewood to the stove pit, and the stove fire roared to life.

In just ten seconds, a little broth at the bottom of the pot began to sizzle and bubble up as it circled around the edge of the pot.

Seeing the sound in the pot, Zhao Youcai turned his left hand outwards and held the small flat-bottomed pot flat beside him.

The young apprentice added soy sauce to the small pan for Zhao Youcai. Zhao Youcai moved the small pot to the pork stewed vermicelli, put the right spoon into the small pan, poured a spoonful of soy sauce into the vegetables, and poured it into the small pan. Push it into the middle of the dish and pour all the soy sauce in.

Then, Zhao Youcai moved the ladle and the pot together again, quickly turning the dishes, giving the noodles that had just been cooked evenly colored and flavored.

After the waiter finished pouring the soy sauce, he brought the big basin over. Zhao Youcai used the spoon in his right hand and the pan in his left hand to serve the food.

A pot of pork stewed with vermicelli was filled with two large pots that could be hugged by one person.

Zhao Youcai threw the small pan aside and returned the spoon to an apprentice next to him.

The apprentice was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Master, don't you want to cook?"

Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, but handed the spoon forward again. The young apprentice quickly caught it and took Zhao Youcai's place to go to the window to get food.

"Ah! Brother Feng!" Li Ruhai, who had been waiting at the No. 1 window for a long time, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the person: "Where is my uncle?"

"My master has gone to rest." The young apprentice replied, placing the spoon on the dish, picking the edge of the piece of meat and pressing down.

With this press, two pieces of meat went into the spoon. Four or five times in a row, the little apprentice had six or seven more pieces of meat in the spoon.

Then he poured the meat into Li Ruhai's lunch box, then put a large spoonful of meat and vermicelli into the lunch box, and finally added another half a spoonful to Li Ruhai.

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" Li Ruhai whispered and left with pork stewed vermicelli and rice.

It can be said that since Zhang Zhanshan's death, Li Ruhai has been so popular in the first and second cafeterias.

Li Ruhai took the food to the corner and found an empty table to sit down. He first picked up a piece of pork with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he picked up the vermicelli and put it into the rice.

The soup on the vermicelli is all broth, and soy sauce is added to increase the flavor. It is mixed with white rice and pushed into the mouth. Li Ruhai puffed up his cheeks and chewed.

While he was eating, Zhou Jianjun came to the window where he was cooking. He looked in and asked with some surprise: "Little Lizi, where is my dad?"

"Ah, brother-in-law!" There were a lot of people cooking at this time, and Li Xiaofeng couldn't pick out the meat for Zhou Jianjun, so he served it to a place with a lot of meat. While serving it, he said to Zhou Jianjun: "My master is tired from cooking. Let's take a rest." La."

"Ah..." Zhou Jianjun didn't think much, took the food and left. At this time, in the partitioned room in the back kitchen, Zhao Youcai was sitting at the table, smoking silently. There was a bowl of white rice and a bowl of braised pork in front of him, but Zhao Youcai never moved his chopsticks.

At this time, Zhao Youcai's mind always echoed what Wang Meilan said in the morning: If you have money to fight, the more you fight, the more you lose.

Zhao Youcai couldn't help but feel a little tired when he thought about what happened this year.

People, the moment your heart gets tired, your body also starts to feel tired.

"Alas!" Zhao Youcai sighed, and took out another Shilin cigarette from the cigarette case next to him.

Zhao Youcai held the almost-burned cigarette butt in his hand, put the Shilin cigarette he had just smoked into his mouth, and then used the cigarette butt in his hand to hold another cigarette. As he inhaled and exhaled, the cigarette in Zhao Youcai's mouth lit up.

After adding another cigarette, Zhao Youcai put out the cigarette butt. The highest-grade stone forest smoke in the forest area could not dispel the melancholy in Zhao Youcai's heart at this time.

In this way, Zhao Youcai smoked one cigarette after another. After more than ten minutes, two brothers, Han Dachun and Han Daming, came in with two bowls each.

As soon as he entered the house, Han Dachun, who felt that the smoke was choking his nose, frowned and said, "What are you doing, second brother? Did you set the house on fire?"

Han Daming, who was following him, chuckled and said: "My master is so old that he is not willing to eat meat. He is just waiting for us brothers!"

"Come! Come!" Han Dachun put the bowl on the table, turned around and took out half a bottle of Yong'an Bai from the dish rack, and said to Zhao Youcai: "Let's take a sip less and clean up the rest of the wine."

Half a bottle of liquor is nearly half a catty, and the three of them share it equally. Each person has one or two drinks, and it won't delay things if he doesn't drink too much.

Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, Han Dachun sat next to him, picked up the cigarette case that Zhao Youcai threw on the table, and said with a smile: "My second brother smokes Shilin every day!"

"Then look!" Han Daming placed two small wine cups in front of Zhao Youcai and Han Dachun, and said with a smile: "Who is my master? In a large forest area like ours, my master's family is the richest."

Han Daming poured wine while talking.

When the three-cent wine cup in front of him was filled with wine, Zhao Youcai put the cigarette in his left hand, picked up the wine with his right hand, raised his neck and drank the wine with a "tsk".

"What are you doing?" Only then did Han Dachun realize that something was wrong. He quickly pressed Zhao Youcai's wrist as he put down the wine cup and said, "What's going on?"

When Han Daming saw this scene, he didn't know what to do with the wine bottle in his hand.

"Dachun!" Zhao Youcai turned to Han Dachun and asked, "I've been living in the countryside these days. Who's to say that I don't have anything?"

"Huh?" Han Dachun was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and then he reacted and said, "Isn't she Wang Dalong's wife? Are you talking to her?"

Judging from Han Dachun's appearance, he must have never heard that jingle, and Zhao Youcai felt a little relieved.

Han Dachun saw that Zhao Youcai's face had improved a little, and he hurriedly tried to persuade him: "What do we, the eldest man, have to care about with a girl?"

After hearing what Han Dachun said, Zhao Youcai finally said: "This bitch is not a good thing!"

"That's right!" Han Dachun didn't know that the woman Zhao Youcai was talking about was not the same woman he was talking about.

On the side, Han Daming saw that his master's face was slightly brighter, so he hurriedly gave Zhao Youcai another glass of wine.

But just when the three of them picked up their chopsticks and were about to eat and drink, the white curtain at the door was opened. Zhang Guoqing, the director of the canteen, stepped into the room and looked at what was on the table for the three of them. Bringing something to drink.”

Although Zhang Guoqing is the director, the Han brothers are not afraid of him. Han Daming immediately smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, come, sit down and have something to eat and drink."

Zhang Guoqing was not polite and went over to sit opposite Zhao Youcai, while Han Daming got up and went to get him bowls and chopsticks.

"Hey, Brother Zhang." Suddenly, Han Dachun said to Zhang Guoqing: "You are such a pig, you really don't want to eat it."

"Oh my God!" Zhang Guoqing laughed when he heard this: "Are you so crazy now? The pork doesn't taste good anymore?"

"Yeah!" Han Dachun curled his lips and nodded slightly, saying: "Where did you catch this pig? The meat is sour."

"If it grows on grass, it will be sour." Zhang Guoqing said, and he saw Han Dachun tilt his chin towards Zhao Youcai and said: "Last month, Xiaojun caught wild boars in the mountains, and my second sister-in-law killed the pigs and vegetables at home. , Give me a piece of that meat, that meat is more delicious than this one."

"Huh?" Speaking of wild boars, Zhang Guoqing remembered something and said to Zhao Youcai: "Youcai, it will snow tomorrow. We have to organize workers to eat after the meeting. I wonder if you are free, you and your son , you two go up the mountain to knock down a few wild boars?"

"Huh?" After hearing what he said, Zhao Youcai paused with the chopsticks in his hand.

At this time, Zhang Guoqing continued: "What are we doing? We can't let you work in vain. You open up the wild boar and put it back together, and we'll weigh it and give you thirty cents per pound of meat."

"Thirty cents..." Zhao Youcai was slightly startled, thinking about the wild boar meat currently being sold. A pound of meat costs fifty cents. But that’s retail, and it’s clean meat.

At this time, Zhang Guoqing only asked for the wild boar to be disemboweled and bled, so that the skin, bones, and even the pig's head and hooves could be sold for money!

In key markets, meat is sold at retail, and one sale may last a day. But the canteen collects meat in large quantities, so just deliver it here!

Zhao Youcai was a little excited for a moment, but he suddenly remembered Wang Meilan's words: If you have money to fight, the more you fight, the more you lose.

"Alas!" Zhao Youcai sighed silently in his heart and said to Zhang Guoqing: "I just came back from Yongxing and I feel very tired. If not, you can find someone else."

"Who else can I look for?" Zhang Guoqing never expected that Zhao Youcai would refuse. In Zhang Guoqing's opinion, if Zhao Youcai knew that wild boars could be sold for money, his eyes would be gleaming at this time!

"Brother Zhang!" At this time, Han Daming said from the side: "If my master doesn't go, just pull him down. When I looked at him today, I felt that he was tired. Just now, my master asked Xiao Lizi to do the cooking."

After hearing what he said, Zhang Guoqing looked at Han Daming and then at Zhao Youcai, but in the end he did not force anything.

After he was full of wine and food, Zhang Guoqing stood up and left. At this time, the lunch break was over, and the workers were chatting in one group or another, but there was only one young man. He gathered the women who worked in the canteen together, and the group chatted enthusiastically.

Normal men would not want to join a group of women. Firstly, they are afraid that others will gossip, and secondly, they have no common topic.

Therefore, even if Zhang Guoqing saw this group of people nearby, he was still prepared to slip away and leave quickly.

But at this moment, he heard Li Ruhai saying to one of the women: "Aunt Sun, your brother is going to use that pig for his wedding. You tell me in advance and I will set it up for you then."

"Okay, okay." Upon hearing this, his Aunt Sun nodded quickly and said, "I'll go back and discuss it with your Uncle Sun."

After saying this, Aunt Sun waved her hand and patted Li Ruhai on the arm, saying: "Ruhai, this matter is going to be done, Auntie, thank you. You also know that my family is in trouble, but marrying a daughter-in-law will marry her, so why not We have to arrange two tables. Otherwise, if my mother’s guests come, why don’t we be careful?”

"That's right!" Li Ruhai said: "We're not afraid of anything. The key is that my brother of yours will have to go out with his relatives on the other side of his husband from now on. We can't let him lose face!"

Having said this, Li Ruhai puffed up his chest and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Sun, I will make arrangements for you when the time comes for the wild boar."

"Ruhai!" At this time, there was an elderly woman standing next to Li Ruhai and said, "Can you give me a whole pig before the end of the year? Your uncle wants to treat us."

"New Year's Eve..." Li Ruhai hesitated and said, "There will be more pigs before the twelfth lunar month..."

"Huh?" The person who spoke heard the words and didn't understand what Li Ruhai meant for a while, but then Li Ruhai smiled and said: "Ms. Wei, before you get there, a pig will cost you ten and eight yuan." Blocky."

"Ah, that's okay." Mrs. Wei said with a smile: "The extra ten or eight yuan is more suitable than them going out to the countryside to catch the pig."

What she was talking about catching pigs at this time was different from Zhao Jun and the others catching wild boars. Mrs. Wei said that she would catch pigs at the pig farmers' homes. Just like the pigs killed in the canteen today, they had to pay money.

"Ruhai!" Zhang Guoqing stopped and called Li Ruhai. Li Ruhai turned around and saw that it was him. He quickly walked towards Zhang Guoqing with a smile and said, "Uncle Zhang!"

"Come on!" Zhang Guoqing called Li Ruhai aside and asked him, "I just heard you say, can you control a wild boar?"

"Ah!" Li Ruhai's eyes lit up and he asked, "What's going on, Uncle Zhang? Your family also wants to entertain guests and do errands?"

"I don't need it at home." Zhang Guoqing gestured with his hand and said, "We need it in the canteen!"

"Oops!" Li Ruhai, who was about to become a broker when he heard that a big deal was coming to his door, said happily: "Uncle Zhang, how much pork do we want for our canteen? Just tell me the number, and I'll do it for you when I get back!"

When Li Ruhai said this, Zhang Guoqing didn't believe it, because the child was too loud, so Zhang Guoqing only said: "How much can I ask for, and you can handle it?"

"I will definitely not delay your business." Li Ruhai said: "But Uncle Zhang, we have to agree. How much wild boar and roe deer meat you want, you have to tell me in advance. If you want to tell me now, I will use it tomorrow." It can’t be fixed.”

When he said the last half of the sentence, Li Ruhai shook his head.

Zhang Guoqing laughed when he heard this. He looked at Li Ruhai and said, "I have decided in advance that you can groom as many wild boars as you want?"

"Ah!" Li Ruhai puffed up his little chest, slapped his chest with his left hand, and when he turned his palm outward, he gave a thumbs up and said, "I am from the Zhao family!"