The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 1233 Xiao Zhaopao's Objection
The morning of December 1987, 12.

Zhao Jun was awakened by the noise of Wang Meilan cooking. He opened his eyes and saw that it was already half past five. Zhao Jun quickly got out of bed.

Get dressed, get off the kang, wash up, and go to the toilet.

When Zhao Jun came back from outside, the food was already on the table: fried bracken with meat and rice.

Bracken is a tender vegetable that is easy to eat, but it is also the easiest to get old.

Let me put it this way, if you go up the mountain to pick ferns and carry them back home, the ferns will not be as tender as when you first picked them.

Therefore, the mountain people picked the ferns and rolled them in the soil, saying that this could lock in a certain amount of moisture.

Wild vegetables are eaten in early spring, while vegetables should be dried after the beginning of autumn, when the weather is clear and cool.

Ferns tend to get old easily, and spring is not the season for drying vegetables. If they are dried for two days, the ferns will become too old to chew. Therefore, some special measures must be taken.

When Wang Meilan and her friends were drying the bracken, they rolled it in the ash. The ash in the stove pit was not dirty, and there were many benefits to doing so. It not only prevented the bracken from getting old, but also dried it quickly. On sunny days, it was done in the afternoon. Moreover, the dried vegetables wrapped in ash would not get damp or grow hair even in the dog days.

Before eating, blanch them in hot water and wash them with clean water, and all the dust will be gone, revealing the original color of the wild vegetables.

The bracken fried with meat is very flavorful, and paired with freshly steamed rice, it is very fragrant and goes well with the rice.

"Tsk! I forgot!" After eating a mouthful of rice, Wang Meilan slapped the table and said, "Why didn't I think of giving Brother Zhao two bags of rice when he left?"

Zhao Jun's home is on black soil, and the rice produced there is called Daohuaxiang. The name of this rice is as good as its name, mainly because of the word "fragrant".

During the steaming process, the rice gives off a rich aroma. If you open the window to cook in the summer, people two rooms away can smell it.

When eating, there is also fragrance. But eating is not as good as smelling. Eating is mainly for the good taste, chewy, meaty, and not going raw afterwards.

"Not so good." Zhao Youcai said vaguely while shoveling rice into his mouth: "Next time, give him more next time."

After saying this, Zhao Youcai looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Are you going to work today?"

"Yeah, Dad." Zhao Jun nodded and asked, "Didn't you tell me that my uncle Zhou was looking for me?"

Zhao Jun smiled and turned to Wang Meilan, saying, "Mom, what did my brother Zhang say? Our Zhao family's chance to take off has come!"

"Oh my!" Wang Meilan laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She took Zhang Yuanmin's words to heart yesterday. While washing rice this morning, Wang Meilan roughly calculated the amount in her mind.

According to Zhang Yuanmin's plan and the data provided by Zhao Jun, after a spring hunt in Yongxing Brigade, he could collect 70% of the furs and sell them to acquaintances in the city, which would make a profit of several thousand yuan!

If Yong'an Forest District were to hold a spring hunt, the scale would certainly not be as large as that of Yongxing Brigade, but if the surrounding villages were counted, the difference would not be much.

If the two villages are added together, the profit will be 10,000, right?

Wang Meilan's eyes lit up, and a golden light flashed.

"Fuck!" Zhao Youcai cursed softly, turned his head slightly and glared at Zhao Jun. He was not very satisfied with what Zhao Jun called the Zhao Family Gang.

"We're eating, the kids are right in front of us, stop talking so loudly!" Wang Meilan looked at Zhao Youcai coldly and asked, "What's the matter, aren't you from the old Zhao family?"

Zhao Youcai twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't dare to argue, and just focused on eating.

Wang Meilan glared at Zhao Youcai again, but when she turned to face Zhao Jun again, her expression changed instantly and she said with a smile, "Son, when you go there today, have a good chat with your uncle Zhou. Tell me what you talked about when you come back."

As she spoke, Wang Meilan picked up a piece of shredded pork for Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun responded with a smile as Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes. After dinner, Zhao Jun lay on the kang and rested for a while. He only got up and put on his clothes when Li Baoyu came to find him.

Putting on the big cotton monkey suit issued by the forest farm and the three-piece suit woven by Ma Ling, Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai and Li Baoyu went out and met up with Li Dayong. The four of them walked out of the village together.

Zhao Jun took the commuter bus straight to the forest farm and got off at the station, then followed the crowd into the farm.

Zhao Jun was stunned when he entered the forest farm gate, and asked Li Baoyu beside him: "Ru Hai was on duty yesterday, today..."

Although Zhao Jun had not come to work for a long time, he still remembered that Li Ruhai liked to stand at the door of the mail room early in the morning, with one hand behind his back and the other hand raised to greet people.

"Ha!" Li Baoyu laughed when asked by Zhao Jun. He said to Zhao Jun, "We were asked to take off our Zhongshan suits and marmot hats. He was afraid that others would laugh at him, so he stayed in the mail room."

"Haha..." Zhao Jun laughed. Actually, Li Ruhai's current clothes were not bad, but compared with his previous clothes, they were not even a little bit worse. When someone in the forest farm had a problem, Li Ruhai would not speak up. This time, it was everyone's turn to laugh at him.

Listening to the conversation between Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu, Han Dachun, who was traveling with them, asked Li Dayong: "Dayong, why don't you wear the marmot hat?"

"You're just bullshitting." Li Dayong said unhappily, "The leaders don't wear them, so why should I?"

As the name suggests, the marmot hat is made of marmot skin.

Marmot, to put it simply, is a groundhog. Hats made of its skin are not cheap. In 87, a marmot hat sold for nearly three hundred yuan.

So in the forest area, only a few wealthy bosses can afford to wear this. Even Chu Anmin and Zhou Chunming don’t wear this.

Li Ruhai bought the marmot hat as a second-hand item at a bargain price. It turned out that it was worn by the boss of the shop where Wang Fu went down the mountain to buy goods.

This young boss had the same problem as Zhao Jun in his previous life. He had a lot of debts from playing cards and gambling outside. The creditors blocked his door to ask for money. He had no choice but to sell his things at a low price.

At that time, Li Ruhai emptied his family's savings and spent 85 yuan to buy this marmot hat.

Although he was slapped twice by Jin Xiaomei later, the hat was indeed a great bargain, and the child bought it with his own money, so Li Dayong and Jin Xiaomei ignored him.

As they walked into the venue, the crowd gradually dispersed and went to their respective posts. Zhao Jun went straight to the office building to meet Zhou Chunming.

As soon as he arrived in front of the office building, Zhao Jun heard someone calling him. He knew it was Zhou Jianjun without even looking.

"Uncle Li!" Zhou Jianjun greeted Li Dayong. After Li Dayong responded, he went to the dispatch group, while Zhou Jianjun and Zhao Jun went upstairs together.

"You don't have anything to do today, right?" Zhou Jianjun asked Zhao Jun as they walked.

"It's okay." Zhao Jun smiled and asked, "What's wrong, brother-in-law?"

Zhou Jianjun raised his hand and waved, saying, "Come down the mountain with me later."

"Go down the mountain?" Zhao Jun was startled and asked, "What are you going to do, brother-in-law?"

"Do something with me." Zhou Jianjun said this to stop Zhao Jun from asking any more questions, otherwise he would directly say what he was going down the mountain to do.

Of course Zhao Jun understood, so he followed Zhou Jianjun to the door of Zhou Chunming's office, knocked twice and then pushed the door open.

Zhou Jianjun was in front, and Zhao Jun was behind. When they entered the office, they saw that Zhou Chunming was alone. Zhou Jianjun said, "Dad, we are here."

"Uncle Zhou." Zhao Jun called out. Zhou Chunming stood up from behind his desk, put the cap on his pen, pointed at the sofa over there, and called Zhao Jun, "Xiaojun, sit down."

Zhou Chunming came to the sofa and pointed at the teacup on the table and said to Zhao Jun, "Drink water or something, pour it yourself."

"Yes, sir." Since they were not outsiders, Zhou Chunming was not polite. Zhao Jun did not drink even though he was not thirsty.

"Oh!" Zhou Chunming handed the work manual in his hand to Zhao Jun and said, "Yongli Tang Daquan came to us yesterday and talked to us for a long time, saying that it is necessary to hold a spring hunt in our forest area.

You know our farm, I am also the production manager, the security manager position has been vacant, and the forestry manager Fan was transferred after the New Year. He has not come to work these days and is packing up at home. "

After the two Zhaos slaughtered the cow, Zhou Chunming and Fan Zhisheng, the two old rivals, put aside their past grudges.

Fan Zhisheng, who was about to resign in a few days, simply gave all his rights to Zhou Chunming and went home to pack up with his wife and children to prepare for moving.

Anyway, Boss Zhao's investment has been decided, and there is nothing important that needs to be discussed by the leaders of Yongan Forest Farm. They just need to organize production step by step.

But unexpectedly, with only three days left this year, Tang Daquan came to the door yesterday.

Zhou Chunming was very interested in the spring hunting. In the past year, the wild animals in Yong'an Forest Farm had been in a lot of trouble. Today, a wild boar picked a person, and tomorrow, a black bear kicked a person.

Moreover, Chu Anmin said that the livestock in the mountains are particularly abundant this year. With more roe deer, rabbits and deer, there are more tigers and leopards that eat meat. The increase and decrease of this number has a cycle, and I think it will not be less next year.

Therefore, whether from the perspective of protecting farmers or from the perspective of protecting production, it is very necessary to hold a spring hunt.

But the question is how to do the spring hunt?
Zhou Chunming could talk about production for three days and three nights, but he knew nothing about hunting.

As he said just now, he was the only one left among the three farm managers, so Zhou Chunming could only call the future production manager Liu Renshan, as well as the mountain field technician Zheng Quan and the forestry technician Feng Shaoping.

But these three people, like Zhou Chunming, live in the mountain village but do not hunt. It is fine to talk about business with them, but it is nonsense to talk about fishing and hunting.

After the four of them gathered together and smoked a cigarette, Zhou Chunming started muttering about finding someone who understood.

When people in Yong'an Forest District mentioned hunting, the first person they thought of was Zhao Jun.

It is said that when Huo Qubing was awesome, Wei Qing had to stand aside. Now the reputation of Zhao Youcai's magic gun has been overshadowed by the bull-slaughtering cannon, so everyone first considers the Zhao army, followed by Zhou Chengguo. Zhou Chengguo injured his foot a while ago, so they can only turn to the Zhao army.

"I talked to Director Chu about this yesterday," Zhou Chunming said. "Director Chu agreed and even suggested using our forest area as a pilot. When the time comes, the bureau will be able to provide some support for the use of guns and other things."

Chu Anmin was also very upset about the wild animals injuring people, otherwise he would not have suggested changing Zhao Jun's position.

Yesterday, Zhou Chunming mentioned on the phone that Yongan Forest District had this intention, but he didn't know whether it would work. Chu Anmin said he supported it, and strongly supported it.

However, he could only support part of the funds and equipment. As for how to implement it specifically, Chu Anmin only made some suggestions, and the Yong'an Forest District still had to explore and try the details on its own.

If Yongan Forest District succeeds, other forest districts can follow suit tomorrow. If Yongan Forest District fails, it can also accumulate certain experience.

"That's great." Zhao Jun changed the subject and asked, "Is the equipment for us, or is it loaned to us?"

"I borrowed it." Zhou Chunming said, "They said they have some in the bureau. If we talk to the higher-ups, they can get us 100 semi-automatic ones."

"That's a lot!" Zhao Jun asked again: "What about the bullets?"

"Bring your own bullets." Zhou Chunming said, "Only our forestry workers can borrow guns. You can give them to anyone, but they must return them after the task is completed. Buy your own bullets. Otherwise, how many bullets will you need?"

"That's right." Zhao Jun nodded when he heard that. At this time, Zhou Chunming asked Zhao Jun, "What Director Chu meant is that we won't bear the cost of the bullets, but we can give you more bonuses."

At this point, Zhou Chunming paused for a moment before saying, "When there is a big reward, there will always be brave men."

"Ah?" Zhao Jun was stunned, and subconsciously said: "Isn't he a common man?"

When he and Wang Meilan discussed using money to hire Zhao Youcai to go up the mountain to search for treasure, Zhao Jun, who was semi-illiterate, said that if there is a big reward, there will always be a man who will take the risk.

"What?" Zhou Chunming didn't hear clearly, Zhao Jun said quickly: "Uncle Zhou, I think this will work. Let's get more prize money and more prize winners."

"Oh! That's right!" Zhou Chunming slapped his thigh and said, "We also studied it this way. Director Chu and that... Yongxing Tao Dabao are comrades-in-arms. After Director Chu made the phone call to ask, we discussed it.

At that time, the bureau will pay part of it, and the field will pay part of it. In this way, our bonus will be twice as much as theirs, and the mountain people from other villages and Lingnan will come here when they hear about it."

"Yeah! This works!" Zhao Jun agreed with this from the bottom of his heart. Nowadays, men, women, old and young can all shoot guns. Although some people's marksmanship is average, but with a semi-automatic gun, as long as they don't seek death or are not careless, they can basically protect themselves.

Once the prize money is high, everyone's enthusiasm will be increased. The more skins and bear galls the hunters obtain, the more money they will earn.

"Okay, right?" Hearing Zhao Jun's approval, Zhou Chunming smiled and said, "Then we'll do it after Qingming Festival, when the winter sports will be over and the weather will be warmer..."

"No, Uncle Zhou!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun hurriedly stopped Zhou Chunming's plan.

"Hmm?" Zhou Chunming was startled and said, "Why not? The day before yesterday was neither too hot nor too cold, the trees didn't block the door, and the grass didn't grow in the pond, wasn't that just right?"

Chu Anmin called Tao Dabao yesterday and asked him about the basic procedures. He also heard from Tao Dabao that Yongxing's spring hunting starts after the Chinese New Year and the Lantern Festival, and before the end of the first month of the lunar year.

Chu Anmin has a different idea about this time. He thinks that the spring hunting of Yongxing Brigade is set at that time so as not to affect spring ploughing. The first consideration of the forest area is not farming, but not affecting production.

The production task is getting heavier every year. Just after the Chinese New Year, we can only work for a few days before the snow melts in the mountains.

After all the work is done, wouldn't it be nice to go hunting in April? After Qingming, it is not too cold or too hot, so it is not a hardship to go up the mountain. The leaves have not sprouted, and the grass has not grown, so it will not block the view when shooting.

When Chu Anmin expressed his idea, Zhou Chunming agreed with both hands. This was definitely not to flatter the leader, but Zhou Chunming felt that this was really reasonable.

"That's true." Zhao Jun smiled faintly, first affirming Zhou Chunming's statement, and then said: "Uncle Zhou, after the Qingming Festival, if you hunt and catch that old sow, and open her belly and see piglets popping out, who can stand it?"

Zhou Chunming: “Ah…”

(End of this chapter)