The whole mountain is my hunting ground

"Quickly pull him down." Upon hearing that Ma Ling wanted to spend money, Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing and said: "When we come out, can we still let you spend money?"

After saying that, Zhao Jun turned around and took a small white porcelain pot from the table at the back against the wall.

This small pot is shaped like a wine pot. There is a square piece of tape attached to the pot, and the word vinegar is written on the tape.

It’s not easy for restaurants these days. These utensils are not provided on every table. One set is used for two tables, and diners use them together.

Zhao Jun handed the small pot to Ma Ling, then turned around and took the small pot of soy sauce and the bowl of chili oil.

Zhao Jun and the three of them each had a bowl of rice placed in front of them. The rice in the two large bowls was solid and fine, almost four taels, which was really a good deal.

Next to the rice bowls for three people, there is a small plate each, which contains dipping sauce for dipping the steamed dumplings.

"Ling'er!" Zhao Jun picked up a piece of braised saury with a smile, put it in Ma Ling's bowl and said, "Try this."

Then, Zhao Jun gave Ma Yang another piece and said, "Eat it, little brother."

Whether it was time to say something or not, this kid knew the rules. Although he was salivating looking at a table of food, Ma Yang never moved his chopsticks.

After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Ma Yang picked up the chopsticks lying horizontally on the plate, but he still didn't eat. Instead, he looked at Zhao Jun, waiting for Zhao Jun to use his chopsticks first.

But at this time, Zhao Jun had no time to care about this kid. He just talked to Ma Ling and said, "Ling'er, please slow down, there are thorns on the bones of this fish spine."

The bone of the spine that Zhao Jun mentioned is the back. The fins and meat on the back of the hairtail are connected by spines. When the restaurant here cleans the hairtail, they use scissors to cut off the fins at the back, so that the row of small spines remains on the back of the fish. inside.

"Yeah!" Ma Ling responded. For the past three years, Yong'an Forestry Farm has distributed five kilograms of saury to its workers every Spring Festival. Can Ma Ling eat this?

But when eating fish in the forest area, it is either fried or braised in sauce.

Ma Ling picked up the saury fish piece and took a look at it. Then she looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Is this stewed in soy sauce?"

"Yeah, let's fry it first and then simmer it for a while." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "You have a taste."

Ma Ling took a bite of saury meat, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Zhao Jun said from the side: "Just eat rice."

Ma Ling was also obedient. She put down the saury and picked up a small mouthful of rice with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

Ma Ling chewed it twice, and her big eyes instantly brightened!

Braised saury is a great dish to go with rice. The salty, fresh and fragrant fish meat is a perfect combination when paired with white rice.

"Is it delicious?" Zhao Jun asked, and Ma Ling nodded repeatedly. Seeing this, Zhao Jun picked up another piece of saury and put it into Ma Ling's bowl, saying, "Eat more."

"Yeah, yeah!" Ma Ling nodded and said, "You eat too."

"Well!" When Zhao Jun went to pick up the meat with a smile, he met Ma Yang's disgusted eyes. Zhao Jun was slightly startled and said to Ma Yang who was biting the end of his chopsticks: "Silly boy, you don't want to eat, you look at it." What?"

As he said that, Zhao Jun picked up a piece of meat with soy sauce and dipped it into the garlic bowl. He handed it to Ma Yang. Then he picked up another piece of meat, dipped it in garlic paste and spread it on the rice. He held the bowl and used his chopsticks to pull the meat and rice into his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Jun start eating, Ma Yang was no longer polite. Braised saury, sauced pork slices, rice, and steamed dumplings were put into his mouth one after another.

About five minutes later, the meat and roasted dried tomato were also served. The meat was very fresh to the siblings. Seeing that there was not much rice left in Ma Yang's bowl, Zhao Jun hurriedly asked the landlady to serve more rice.

After the three of them finished a pound of steamed dumplings and three bowls of rice, they ordered two more bowls of rice. Of these two bowls, Ma Yang had one bowl for himself, and the other bowl was shared between Zhao Jun and Ma Ling. Zhao Jun had half of the bowl and Ma Ling had half of the bowl.

Zhao Jun finished eating first. He got up and went to the counter. After taking three more bottles of soda, he took out ten yuan from his pocket and gave it to the proprietress.

The meal cost Zhao Jun nine yuan and thirty cents in total, and the landlady was about to give him seventy cents in change. But Zhao Jun raised his hand to signal, then lifted the gauze covering the plate on the counter, pointed to the pig heart on the plate, and then pointed to the money in the proprietress's hand.

Those who open the door to do business are not only smart but also know how to deal with people. The proprietress immediately understood, picked up the wooden shelf next to it, picked up the half pig heart and placed it next to it, and then picked up a half-long piece of soy sauce sausage.

Zhao Jun smiled and gave the proprietress a thumbs up, and the proprietress nodded with a smile.

When Zhao Jun returned to his seat, Ma Ling had already finished eating, and Ma Yang took the plates one by one and poured the leftovers and vegetable soup into his own bowl. The soup of the braised saury and the remaining meat and dried tomato were just that, but the soy sauce slices would release oil when they were put into the pot. At this time, the meat slices were all eaten, and there was still a lot of oil at the bottom of the plate. Ma Yang also used it. Pour it into your own bowl, then mix it with chopsticks and slurp it into your mouth.

Then Ma Yang put down his rice bowl, puffed out his cheeks, and said vaguely to Ma Ling while chewing: "Sister, give me a pancake."

"What?" Ma Ling was startled and asked, "Are you not full yet?"

Ma Yang took his chopsticks and put a little bit on the plate with the meat and dried eggplant, and said: "I want to sweep (sǒu) sweep (sǒu) this plate."

What Ma Yang meant was to take a pancake, rub the cooking oil on the plate on the pancake, and then eat the pancake, so as not to waste the oil.

"Ah..." Ma Ling didn't feel anything wrong, nor did she think there was anything embarrassing or faceless in doing so, so she immediately went to grab her shoulder bag.

"Ling'er, wait a minute!" At this time, Zhao Jun quickly stopped Ma Ling and asked Ma Yang, "Brother, how about another bowl of rice? Is half a bowl okay?"

When Zhao Jun was talking, the proprietress came back from behind. She heard what Ma Yang and Zhao Jun said, and immediately called out softly: "Little one, I'll give you another meal."

"No need..." Ma Yang just refused, but the proprietress said: "Eat it, no matter how much money you want."

When Ma Yang heard this, he immediately changed his words: "Thank you, Auntie."

The landlady smiled and walked to the kitchen. Zhao Jun picked up the soda next to him, reached over and knocked Ma Yang's soda bottle, and said, "Drink some, don't be anxious."

"Yeah!" Ma Yang picked up the soda and poured it into his mouth. Ma's family had forest farm employees and land, but his family's conditions were average. When Ma Sheng got married, Ma Dafu and Wang Cuihua helped. It's not that they emptied the family, but the couple began to save money for Ma Yang's wife after their eldest son got married.

Therefore, the main goal of eating and drinking at home is to eat enough and not be hungry, which is average in Yong'an Village. Going into the city with Zhao Jun today, Ma Yang had a delicious meal.

"Come!" The landlady came back with a plate and a bowl. The bowl was a small bowl, but it turned into a full bowl of rice. The plate contained sliced ​​sauced pig heart and cut pieces of sauced bitter sausage.

The pig heart and bitter intestines are also cooked in the pot, giving off a special aroma when served.

"Auntie." When Ma Yang saw the pig heart and bitter intestines on the plate, he quickly turned to the proprietress and said, "We don't want this!"

"I want it!" Zhao Jun interrupted. He smiled and nodded to the proprietress, thanking her for the rice.

"Why do you want food again?" Ma Ling looked at Zhao Jun and said, "How much will it cost?"

"It's okay." Zhao Jun pushed the plate in front of Ma Yang and said, "Brother, you are full."

After saying that, Zhao Jun stood up and picked up the triangular bag next to him, turned around and said to Ma Ling: "You accompany my little brother to eat slowly here. I'll go out and be back soon."

"Yeah, you go ahead." Ma Ling responded, and Zhao Jun picked up the sack roll next to him and walked quickly outside the restaurant.

Zhao Jun went out of the restaurant, tucked the sack roll under his left arm, held the triangular bag in his right hand, and went straight to the state-owned pharmacy on one side of the square.

It was the same pharmacy, and Zhao Jun came at noon this time. It was lunch time, and there were still not many people in the store just like last time.

As for the old doctor Sun Qishan, he is still sitting under the inner medicine cabinet today, still reading the newspaper.

When Zhao Jun entered the pharmacy and walked straight inside, the pharmacy employees looked at Zhao Jun one after another.

And Zhao Jun came in front of Sun Qishan, lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "Old man."

"Huh?" Sun Qishan, who was spreading the newspaper with both hands, lowered his head, and the glasses stuck on his nose slid down. Sun Qishan's eyes moved up to look at Zhao Jun.

"Ouch!" When he saw Zhao Jun's appearance clearly, Sun Qishan stood up quickly, closed the newspaper in his hand, and threw it casually on the counter.

Then, the old man lowered his eyes. The two temples of his reading glasses were tied with a rope, and the rope was hung around Sun Qishan's neck. As he took them off, the glasses hung on his chest.

Sun Qishan smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Young man, what are you doing here?"

The last time Zhao Jun came, it was already Laoqiu, which was not the time to release mountains. However, Sun Qishan had lived for most of his life. This old man knew that there was never a shortage of capable people in the land of China. From this, he concluded that Zhao Jun must have come from someone. Big ginseng gang.

But no matter how NB the ginseng is, you can’t leave it in the mountains in winter, right? It's freezing cold and the antler spoon can't dig into the soil, so you can't dig it with a pickaxe, right?

Therefore, Sun Qishan asked Zhao Jun if there was anything wrong with his visit.

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this. He was carrying something in his right hand and a gun in his left arm. He raised his head and tilted his chin back a little, and then said to Sun Qishan: "Old man, I have some medicinal materials that I want to sell to our pharmacy."

"Ah..." Sun Qishan was slightly startled, raised his right hand and said to the back: "Come on, let's chat in that room."

Zhao Jun smiled and nodded, indicating that the old man should go ahead.

It’s still the same room, still the same sofa.

Zhao Jun sat on the sofa, rolled up the sack to his legs, put down the triangular bag on the sofa table, then stopped Sun Qishan who was about to make tea and said: "Old man, don't bother, I just finished eating, Came here after drinking."

"Then let's have a drink of water." Sun Qishan picked up the thermos bottle and poured more than half a cup of warm water into the teacup.

Zhao Jun stood up and took it. After Sun Qishan gave him the cup, he sat down opposite Zhao Jun.

"Young man." Sun Qishan glanced at the triangular pocket and asked with a smile, "What's the fun thing you're doing?"

Although Sun Qishan asked this, he didn't think Zhao Jun could do anything good. The ginseng gang, in addition to raising ginseng in the mountains, can only draw some herbs.

Especially since Zhao Jun didn't carry a bag today, so he just carried a triangular bag. Looking at the heavy bag, it couldn't be Ganoderma lucidum, it should be something like Chaga antler or Earthworm root.

But in these days, in the mountains and forests of Northeast China, apart from wild ginseng, even Ganoderma lucidum is not worth much. Chaga mushrooms and Earthworm are not much more expensive than potato seeds. Why go all the way to sell them?

If he hadn't concluded that Zhao Jun was relying on the Dashen Gang, Sun Qishan wouldn't have led him back.

"Old man." Zhao Jun asked Sun Qishan with a smile: "I want to ask you, sir, how do we collect bear's bile in our pharmacy?"

"Huh?" The old man was stunned by Zhao Jun's question. He frowned and asked Zhao Jun: "Young man, aren't you a gang member?"

"Ah, haha." Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said: "My family is from a village in the forest area, and I and the villagers have made trouble for a few blind bears."

"Ah..." Sun Qishan nodded slightly and said, "Okay, this year the blind bear is brave. If you are rich, you won't lose anything."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Jun nodded and asked again: "Old man, how can our pharmacy collect it?"

"How to collect it?" Sun Qishan clicked his eyes and said: "It depends on the quality. I don't know what you are collecting. Anyway, let me tell you, if it is brown bear bile, it is not as valuable as black blind man bile. "

Well, the old man started teaching Zhao Jun.

"Haha..." Zhao Jun smiled faintly and asked: "Old man, what is the price of our brown bear bile?"

"The brown bear gallbladder has to be dried completely..." Sun Qishan said. Seeing Zhao Jun looking at him with a smile, he said: "About half a catty of brown bear gallbladder is almost one thousand two hundred and fifty. But you are here today. I can give you a thousand and three."

Half a catty is one thousand three, and one catty is two thousand six. This is a lot lower than the three thousand yuan per catty that Zheng Donghai gave him before.

But Zheng Donghai collected them in small quantities, while Sun Qishan weighed them one by one to see the essence of each bear bile.

So, Zhao Jun asked Sun Qishan: "Old man, if it's one and a half pounds of brown bear bile, how much can you give me?"

"How much?" Sun Qishan stared at Zhao Jun, not believing his ears at all.

Seeing that Zhao Jun's expression did not change, Sun Qishan turned his face and said: "Young man, you are going to put mung beans in it, but I don't want it!"

There are people who follow the rules and there are people who don't. Some people sell small brown bear gallbladders as black bear gallbladders, while others fill the bear bile with mung beans. As the bear bile is repeatedly dipped in water and dried in the shade, the mung beans will slowly be powdered into the bear bile powder, so that the weight and volume will increase.

"Old man." Zhao Jun took a deep look at Sun Qishan, then also turned his face and said: "We don't know how to do that!"

With that said, Zhao Jun opened his triangular bag and took out the big bear bile at the top.

After drying the bear bile, the surface of the gallbladder is all black. If you want to distinguish whether it is copper or grass, you can see it when removing the bile, and you can only tell it when the gallbladder is opened when selling.

But no matter what kind of courage this was, it was so big that Sun Qishan suddenly lifted his butt off the sofa, bent over and looked forward.

At this time, Sun Qishan felt like he was in a dream and muttered: "Is this fake?"

Zhao Jun held the bear gall bladder in both hands, handed it to Sun Qishan, and said, "Old man, if you think this courage is right, you can give me a price. If you think it's wrong, I'll get up and leave."

Sun Qishan didn't say anything. He took the bear bile and looked at it carefully for a moment, then raised his head and said to Zhao Jun: "Young man, I have to find someone to take a look at this. Can you wait for me for a while?"