The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1232. Ask our Zhao Jun brothers to come and fight the tiger!

As soon as the pine torches rang, Zhao Ling, Xu Chunyan, the old lady, Xie Sunshi, and Liu Lanying all came to the Zhao home.

After they arrived, they were led by Wang Meilan to peel the ash skins. Twenty-two pieces of ash skins were piled neatly on the table in the shape of barrels.

This is a good thing. Foreigners use it to make furs and scarves, and the tail hair is used to make paintbrushes.

Therefore, before the ban on guns and hunting, gray leather was an export product. Before 90, it was even one of the important products for export and foreign exchange earnings.

In those years, the annual export of gray skins from Heilongjiang Province was more than 100,000 pieces, and the highest number in one year even reached 180,000.

Things that can be exported are also expensive.

These days, mountain hikers sell gray fur for upwards of 30 yuan. The colder the weather, the better the fur quality, with the skin becoming darker and the hair tubes shiny. The purchase price of ordinary gray fur is above 35 yuan, and the best quality can even be sold for 40 yuan.

These twenty-two skins were worth more than seven hundred yuan. How much money is that? Zhao Youcai had worked in the forest farm for more than twenty years, and his annual salary, which he was proud of, was only one thousand four hundred yuan. These twenty-two gray skins were equivalent to half a year's salary.

"Tsk!" Xie Sun looked at the gray leather on the table and smacked her lips. She said with emotion, "Who would have thought that this thing could be so expensive?"

"Then what else are you talking about?" Wang Meilan said, "That big leather is more expensive than this."

"Yes." Xie Sun nodded, crossed her legs, and said, "My village is not near the mountain, but my mother's home is in the forest area. Xiaochen's father used to go hunting there with his uncles. There was a guy who got big skins. I heard that he could get ten big skins in one winter."

"Aunt." After hearing what Jie Sun said, Zhao Jun asked curiously, "What year was it? How much did a piece of leather cost the other day?"

"In 68." Xie Sun pouted and tilted her head, saying, "I heard them muttering that the first-class one seemed to be over ."

"Yeah, at that time, it meant earning foreign exchange." Zhao Jun echoed, and then heard Jie Sunshi say: "Jun, then tell me, how long has he been doing that big guy? But later, when his eldest son got married, he had to borrow money all over the village and carry money. Where do you think his money went?"

While they were talking, Xu Chunyan pulled in two flour bags, and Wang Meilan and Zhao Ling hurriedly cleared the large pieces of leather on the table. On the left, Jin Xiaomei wiped the table with a rag, while on the right, Xu Chunyan took out melon seeds and peanuts from the flour bags.

At this time, Zhao Jun picked up a gray leather tube on the table, showed it to Xie Sun, and said, "Aunt, the money earned by killing people cannot be saved."

"Ah?" Xie Sun was stunned, then she heard Zhao Jun say, "Like our village brother Tiezi, he earns several thousand yuan a year by picking yellow leaves. Last year he came to our house and took a black bear nose, saying he would give us ten yuan. We didn't take it, but he couldn't take out the money at that time."

"Why is that?" Xie Sun asked. Zhao Jun said, "His wife suffers from epilepsy, and all the money she spends on medicine and medical treatment is gone every year."

"Ouch." Hearing Zhao Jun say this, Xie Sun frowned.

At this time, Wang Qiang grabbed a handful of melon seeds and continued, "As the old saying goes, you can't make a fortune by hunting. Either your father is in trouble or your mother is in trouble. You'll have to talk about this and that, eat what you want, and feed what you want. There's no money left."

"Oh my..." Xie Sun's eyes widened when she heard this. She subconsciously glanced at Li Chen, and then asked Zhao Jun, "Your younger brother makes money with you, can I have anything to do with it?"

“Hahaha…” The panicked look on Xie Sun’s face amused Zhao Jun and the others. Seeing everyone laughing, Xie Sun pointed at Xie Chen and said, “His father is gone, so if anything happens, wouldn’t it be me?”

"Hahaha..." The old lady laughed so hard that she clapped at Jie Sun. Zhao Junjie Jie Sun was indeed scared and said with a smile: "Aunt, don't be afraid. We went up the mountain to have fun, not to make money."

"Not for the sake of making money..." Xie Sun pointed at the squirrel skins in Wang Meilan and Zhao Ling's arms and said, "Aren't you making money too?"

"Brother Jun is fine!" Xie Chen shouted, "They all wanted to give Shan Cai to the mountain god, but Brother Jun didn't need him. Brother Jun even caught the mountain god!"

"Ah..." Xie Sun easily accepted her son's words. To be precise, Xie Sun couldn't leave the current life. So as long as there was a step, Xie Sun would go down.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang and Jie Chen went outside to make charcoal. Since they didn't have a stove at home, they made charcoal to roast the squirrel.

These days, primary schools in forest areas and rural areas finish school early in the winter. Just after four o'clock, Xiao Lingdang came back with Zhao Hong, Zhao Na and Li Xiaoqiao.

After sending the three young aunts to the door, Xiao Lingdang prepared to go back. Zhang Yuanmin was in bed recovering from his injuries, so Yang Yufeng had to stay at home with him. If her parents didn't come to the Zhao family, Xiao Lingdang wouldn't come either.

But when Zhao Jun saw Xiao Lingling, he stopped her.

"Ring!" Zhao Jun said, "Go inside and watch TV for a while. I'll bring you something delicious later."

The aroma of the charcoal-grilled squirrel went straight into Xiao Lingdang's nose, and she couldn't help but walk towards Zhao Jun.

Zhao Hong, Zhao Na, and Li Xiaoqiao also followed. Zhao Jun fanned the fire with a palm-leaf fan and shouted to the four maids, "Go inside. There's too much smoke here."

The four little girls were obedient, but as soon as Zhao Hong entered the house, she went to Wang Meilan to complain, saying, "Mom, my brother is roasting rats to eat."

……

The roasted squirrel was brought into the house, chopped into small pieces on a chopping board, and served on a plate on the table. The children hurriedly ate it up in a blink of an eye, and the adults couldn't even eat any of it.

But Zhao Jun left four roasted squirrels alone, wrapped them in butter paper, tied up four cleaned sand chickens with No. 8 wire, and took them to Ma Ling's house.

It was almost five o'clock when Zhao Jun arrived at Ma Ling's house.

Zhao Jun was holding a flashlight in one hand and carrying something in the other. When he was at the gate of Ma Ling's house, he saw a person coming towards him from the opposite side.

“Isn’t it Xiaoyang?” Zhao Jun asked, and then he heard Ma Yang shouting, “Brother Jun!”

The boy came running up to Zhao Jun and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I went up the mountain to hunt greyhounds and sand chickens today. I'll bring some for you." Zhao Jun lifted the things in his hand and said to Ma Yang, "I roasted the greyhounds and brought them here. They smell really good."

"I smell it." Ma Yang smiled as he took the roasted squirrel and sand chicken from Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun was happy not to take anything, but then he heard Ma Yang say, "Brother Jun, just give it to me, and you can go back."

"I'll beat you!" Zhao Jun raised his flashlight to hit Ma Yang. He came here to deliver something for a secondary reason, his main purpose was to see Ma Ling.

"Hehe." Ma Yang smiled. He was sensible now. How could he not know what Zhao Jun was up to? He said that just as a joke.

The two walked towards the courtyard, and Zhao Jun asked Ma Yang, "You guys are going to have a holiday soon, right? Um... stop playing around these few days and study hard."

After New Year's Day, junior high schools and elementary schools will have winter vacation. But before the winter vacation, there is still a final exam. In the last midterm exam, in the absence of Li Ruhai and Zhang Laibao, Ma Yang ranked last.

"I won't fight anymore." Ma Yang said, "If Li Ruhai doesn't want to take it, who will I sell it to after I'm done?"

"Why don't you go to the market and sell them?" As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Ma Yang rolled his eyes at him. He said, "Whenever there is a market, my mom and sister will go. If they see me selling jumping cats there, my mom will ask my dad to beat me to death, right?"

“Hehehe…” Zhao Jun was amused by Ma Yang’s words. He then pulled Ma Yang over and asked in a low voice, “Hey? Did you give away that hairpin?”

Ma Yang twitched the corner of his mouth. His future brother-in-law was so trustworthy that he asked about everything all day long.

“No.” Ma Yang whispered, “I’ll give it to her the day after tomorrow. Isn’t it the New Year after tomorrow? It can be considered a New Year’s gift.”

"Yo!" Zhao Jun teased, "You are quite clear about this, kid."

"That's right." Ma Yang smiled proudly. When the two of them walked to the door, Zhao Jun pulled Ma Yang back and asked in a low voice, "Can they not take your things?"

"What are you talking about?" Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Ma Yang was not very satisfied, but then he said: "Wait until that day, I will secretly put it in her schoolbag, hehe..."

This silly boy, he hasn't done anything yet, but he's already laughing foolishly.

But at this moment, the door of the Ma family's room was pushed open from the inside, causing Ma Yang's laughter to stop abruptly.

"Come in, it's so cold outside!" Ma Ling went out to greet Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun walked up to her with a smile and said, "Ling, what are you doing outside? It's so cold outside."

Ma Ling smiled and said, "My mother and I watched you two enter the yard from the window, but we didn't go into the house after that."

As they spoke, the two entered the room and closed the door. The next second, Ma Yang opened the door with a cold face.

"Xiaojun is here?" Wang Cuihua greeted Zhao Jun warmly when she saw him. The more the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, the more she liked him. Besides, a son-in-law like Zhao Jun was hard to find even with a lantern.

"Auntie." Zhao Jun pointed at what Ma Yang was holding, and said to Wang Cuihua, "I went up the mountain today to hunt some greyhounds and sand chickens..."

"Oh!" Wang Cuihua frowned slightly and said, "If you beat it, you can keep it for yourself. You have a big family, so you don't have to worry about us."

Although Wang Cuihua said this, she was very pleased with Zhao Jun's attitude towards her family.

"I have some at home too." Zhao Jun pointed at the butter paper package and said, "I brought that greyhound here after I roasted it. It's still warm."

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Ma Yang looked at Wang Cuihua. A child of this age is in the growth stage. Before school was over, Ma Yang was hungry. But after so many years of education at home, Zhao Jun was still there. Without Wang Cuihua's permission, Ma Yang dared not open the food.

"Wait for your uncle to come back." Wang Cuihua smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Now that you are here, don't leave. Auntie will cook two dishes for you and eat here tonight."

"No need, Auntie." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "I have something else to do at home. I will leave in a while."

"Then go upstairs." Wang Cuihua called Zhao Jun and said, "It's warm inside."

After they sat down in the east room, Ma Ling poured water for Zhao Jun. The three of them chatted for a while. Wang Cuihua suddenly remembered something and asked Zhao Jun, "Xiaojun, your sister-in-law wants to ask you something."

"What's the matter, Auntie?" Zhao Jun knew that the sister-in-law Wang Cuihua was referring to was Ma Ling's sister-in-law Xu Qing, so he dared not neglect her.

"Her family is from Liangdianzi." Wang Cuihua said, "You probably haven't been to that place... They are all big fields with wolves."

There are no wolves in the mountains; they only live in the plains and meadows.

There were many rabbits in the field, especially in winter, when the rabbits ate willow and locust bark in the field. When there were many rabbits, there were naturally more wolves.

"Ah?" Zhao Jun blinked his eyes. He clearly remembered that Zhao Youcai had mentioned Liangdianzi, saying that there was a strange incident in that place where a pack of wolves surrounded the village, and then the local village officials invited artillerymen from the surrounding villages to go and kill the wolves.

I don't know why Wang Cuihua mentioned the wolf, but Zhao Jun didn't interrupt. Instead, he waited quietly for Wang Cuihua to continue.

At this time, Wang Cuihua continued: "They dig traps and set traps to kill wolves, and collect a lot of wolf skins... and then they want to sell them for money..."

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was stunned when he heard that. His mother's mountain product shop hasn't even opened yet, and business is already coming to her door?

But wolf skins were worthless. Zhao Jun was thinking of refusing, but suddenly he remembered something and said to Wang Cuihua, "Auntie, I don't want the wolf skins. Let them sell them to Daohua County Supply and Marketing Cooperative."

At this point, Zhao Jun changed the subject and asked, "Auntie, do Langya and the others have any?"

"It seems like there are quite a few." Wang Cuihua nodded and asked, "What's the matter, kid? Is there anyone who wants wolf teeth?"

Nowadays, no one wants wolf teeth or bear teeth, so do you think they can become good things in the future?

"Yes!" Zhao Jun nodded heavily and said, "Auntie, if you have wolf fangs, I will take them. I will take as many as you can get."

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times

Wolf teeth and bear teeth are worthless these days, but in 20 or 30 years, a wolf tooth can be worth four figures. But now, you can't even get a dime, you have to collect a bunch and sell them by the pound.

So Zhao Jun thought this deal was very profitable. He collected the fangs and kept them at home. When the cultural relics became popular, he would sell the wolf teeth.

Zhao Jun chatted with Wang Cuihua and Ma Ling for a while, then left and went home. Not long after he got home, Zhao Youcai and his friends came back.

When everyone was gathered, they started to eat. But before the table was served, Zhao Youcai pointed at Zhao Jun and asked, "Are you going up the mountain tomorrow?"

"I haven't decided yet." Zhao Jun asked back: "What's the matter, Dad, what's the matter?"

"Tell me, I'm fine." Zhao Youcai said, "Your uncle Zhou asked you to go find him tomorrow."

"Ah, that's fine." Zhao Jun responded vaguely, then asked, "Dad, what does Uncle Zhou want to talk to me about?"

"Yongli Tang Daquan went to see him today." Zhao Youcai said, "He said he suggested that our forest area also hold spring hunting. After that, your uncle Zhou asked you to go and discuss it with them."

Zhou Chunming treated Zhao Jun like an expert. Zhao Youcai was not convinced because his marksmanship was obviously better than that brat's, but people outside were willing to look for Zhao Jun when they had problems.

"Eh?" At this moment, Li Dayong suddenly remembered something and asked, "That old bastard has been gone for several days, and I don't know if he knocked off that big claw."

After Wang Qiang said this, Zhao Youcai felt a sense of crisis again. The Siberian tiger in Hansongbaozi in Lingnan could be shot dead. If Huang Gui really shot him dead, then Zhao Youcai would brag to Huang Gui the same way he did to Zhao Youcai the next time they met.

At this time, Huang Gui was lying on the south kang in the west room of a family in the north of Hansongbaozi in Lingnan. He looked pale and said weakly to Jiang Weifeng, "You should call Lingxi early tomorrow morning and ask our Zhaojun brothers to come and fight the tiger!"

(End of this chapter)