Go out of the forest farm, cross the motorcycle, and head straight to the 62 forest class.

Entering the 62 Linshi class, the motorcycle continued to speed up on the sledge.

This made Zhao Jun very happy. In the past, whether he was driving a jeep or driving a great liberation, he could not get into a small trumpet. This big motorcycle is great, and he could get on it with the road, and he was able to carry it.

From the southwest of the 62nd Lin Class, there is a small hill among the 62nd Lin Class and the 61st Lin Class, which is where Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai brought the ginseng.

When driving up the hill, Zhao Jun raised his eyes all the way to see the mountain. The hill was slanted upwards. The trees were of coniferous and broad-leaved mixed forest, and there were basically a pine tree on the hill beam.

At first glance, it looks like a clear soup forest, but in fact there are needle stick shrubs in the forest.

"Woo..." Suddenly, a long copper whistle spread from the front. Zhao Jun stopped the motorcycle and took out a bullet whistle from his pocket to respond.

"Big nephew." Wang Qiang ran out of the woods next to him, waved his hand to greet Zhao Jun and said, "Where is here, here!"

Zhao Jun hurriedly pushed the motorcycle over and asked, "Uncle, is my third uncle here?"

"Here you come!" Wang Qiang turned his hand and said, "Where are you chewing pancakes there? Have you eaten?"

"I don't have any, uncle, how can I have time to eat?" Zhao Jun said, locking the motorcycle on the tree with the iron chain. He rode the motorcycle very fast along the way, and the big red flowers on his chest had already dissipated with the wind.

The two of them walked into the forest before they saw Xing San sitting on a tree leg, piercing pancakes into their mouths.

Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang did not bring any weapons when they came, but the old man brought them. His No. 16 was standing beside him and inserted into the snow.

"Ah!" Although Xing San did not get up, he called out, "Boy is here?"

"Here, Mr. Third." Zhao Jun walked to Xing San and asked, "Have you been here for a long time?"

"I just arrived not long after a while." Xing San said with a smile: "A pancake hasn't been chewed yet."

"Eat it slowly, brother." At this time, Wang Qiang took out most of the pancakes from his pocket, which was what he had just eaten. Wang Qiang held most of the pancakes in his mouth, then pulled out one from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun didn't talk nonsense, and took the pancakes and stuffed them into his mouth while tearing them.

At the same time, a canteen in Yong'an Forest Farm was overcrowded, with workers and students eating big steamed buns, white rice and braised pork.

"Hey? You can put this steamed bun in the same room and break it apart." Li Ruhai took a steamed bun and demonstrated it to the five girls at his deskmate, saying, "I'll give the braised pork trunk in it."

"You know how to eat." Hu Lina smiled and praised Li Ruhai. Seeing Li Ruhai pinch the steamed bun with braised pork in his hand and take a big bite. Seeing Li Ruhai's eating, the little girl thought it would be delicious.

The girls at the same table started to make hamburgers like Li Ruhai.

There are a total of 60 students who come to sing today. They bring their own lunch boxes and can choose two steamed buns or three taels of rice for free, and then a spoonful of vegetarian dishes and meat dishes.

But in the middle of the table of Li Ruhai and the five women, there was a whole lunch box of braised pork.

This was bought by Li Ruhai, who said he wanted to invite these girls to eat meat openly.

Behind Li Ruhai, there was a table, Li Dayong, Li Baoyu and Lin Xiangshun sat around a table.

Lin Xiangshun glanced forward, then smiled and said to Li Dayong: "Uncle Li, your family is so popular."

"Fuck!" Li Dayong glanced at Li Ruhai and said, "Show off, it's not enough for him to show off for a day!"

Li Baoyu threw a piece of meat into his mouth and looked at Li Ruhai with dissatisfaction. At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked Lin Xiangshun: "Brother Shunzi, have you looked at my brother?"

"Ouch!" Lin Xiangshun was stunned, stretched his neck and looked around, and said, "Where is Xiaojun?"

...

"Hey? Zhao Youcai!" In the kitchen of the canteen, Cui Yuying came over with the lunch box and asked Zhao Youcai, "Where is your son? Why didn't you look at him?"

"Then how could I know?" Zhao Youcai knew that Zhao Jun was going to hunt for treasure, but he pretended not to know.

At this time, Han Dachun interrupted and said, "What, you're not over yet?"

Early this morning, Cui Yuying came and complained to Zhao Youcai, saying that Zhao Jun brought someone to beat her sister.

Zhao Youcai didn't say anything at that time because he knew that his son could do this. Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't speak, Cui Yuying was still excited and shouted to talk to Zhao Jun, but then he was stopped by Zhao Youcai.

Zhao Youcai said that he went home to deal with Zhao Jun, but Cui Yuying didn't buy it because the adults said so when they protected their children. Who knows what he would be like when they got home?

But Choi Yuying really wronged Zhao Youcai for this matter. Zhao Youcai was looking for an opportunity to educate his son. Even if he couldn't do it, he could enjoy it by scolding him.

"No, Sister Cui, what's going on?" Seeing Han Dachun talking, Han Daming then said to Cui Yuying: "I'm giving you face, do you know?"

"What's the thing, you'll save me face?" Cui Yuying's seven dissatisfactions and eight resentment came up. Han Daming raised his head slightly, putting his chin a little Cui Yuying, and said, "I got home yesterday, and my wife told me. What's that? Xiaojun still had to take your sister's son-in-law up the mountain? What is he doing?"

After being criticized by Han Daming like this, Cui Yuying stopped talking. Seeing this, Zhao Youcai glanced at Cui Yuying and said to himself: "A bad girl!"

After hearing what Han Daming had just said, Zhao Youcai couldn't help but secretly thank him. He had figured out what was going on. Otherwise, he would question Zhao Jun when he went home, and he would definitely have to let the mother and her be burping.

"Hey, Youcai." Cui Yuying is also a dog-like person. She was quite arrogant just now. At this time, she smiled at Zhao Youcai and approached him and said, "My sister, her eldest son-in-law, are going to move here, can you take him up the mountain?"

"I'll take him up the mountain?" Zhao Youcai was stunned and thought to himself: "Can I go up by myself?"

Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't say anything, Cui Yuying continued to persuade: "Youcai, you have such excellent training for your son. How great is it to take you two more apprentices?"

Zhao Youcai was quite happy to listen to her words. At this time, Han Daming interrupted, "Aren't we all my master's disciples? What other disciples should we accept?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Han Daming said this to help Zhao Youcai save the situation, but Zhao Youcai was slightly stunned at this time, and his little eyes lit up suddenly.

At this time, Zhao Youcai was thinking: "I want to take Baoyu and Xiaochen is the disciple. Isn't there anyone in our Zhao family's hunting gang?"

Just as Zhao Youcai was thinking about it, Zhao Jun, Wang Qiang, and Xing San had already eaten.

The big pancakes are easy to eat and can be eaten without heating. They are quite delicious. But one disadvantage is that this thing is easy to stick to the teeth.

Normally, I would grab the snow nearby and stuff my mouth, but the water source was above me. After Zhao Jun and the other two had enough, they packed up their things and went up.

The old man had regular flowing water on his head. Zhao Jun and the other two went to the water to scoop water with their hands to drink. After drinking a few sips of cold water, the three of them each took two painkillers.

This thing is an absolute magical medicine in the forest area and the countryside. After taking it, I quickly became active. In order to find a baby today, Zhao Jun also made an exception and took two tablets.

Then, Zhao Jun turned to the old sign with his memory.

He didn't remember the red pine that had been cut, but he remembered the son of Zhao Youcai who had pretended to be buried in ginseng before.

After Zhao Jun found Wu Zi, he walked not far south and turned around and saw a large piece of skin missing from the pine tree.

The little skin is like a house drawn by a child, with a square connected to a triangle, which is called the Lord's Mansion.

And in the master's mansion, there were three slashes that were cut out in a diagonal manner. These three were already very light, but you could still tell them carefully.

"It's here!" Xing San shouted softly, and a shiny light burst out from his turbid old eyes. This sign was exactly the same as what Zheng Xueyan said!

Seeing this sign, Wang Qiang was surprised and happy. He didn't expect that the news that Xing San heard from others was true, and he didn't expect that his eldest nephew would find him here.

But then, Wang Qiang and Xing San looked at Zhao Jun in unison. The treasure sign was found, but where is the treasure cellar?

But under the gaze of the two, Zhao Jun asked Wang Qiang: "Uncle, do you bring a knife?"

"I don't." Wang Qiang brought a lot of things today, but he didn't bring a knife or a gun.

"I'm taking it." Xing San drew his sword from his back and handed him to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun took the knife and held it to break the bark.

Xing San's sword was an old man's self-defense weapon, and it was almost done not to mention that he was sharpened every day. The knife edge was extremely fast, and in just a few slashes, the small house-shaped mansion was changed to a large oval, and the three slants in the middle were also cut off by Zhao's sword.

Then Zhao army engraved the words of the three men, three Miao and three ranks of Ye on the ninth day of the seventh month of the Dingmao year.

Seeing this situation, even without asking, Wang Qiang and Xing San knew what Zhao Jun was thinking.

After carving the Zhao, Zhao Jun looked at Zhao's direction, then said to Wang Qiang and Xing San'er, "Uncle, the third uncle, we three are like placing sticks like putting a mountain. I'll stick with my head, and after that, we three are yards to the south, first line up fifty meters, look at all the trees one by one to see what's going on."

Gagu is a Northeast dialect, which means alternative.

Wang Qiang and Xing San followed Zhao's army to the south. The heavy snow covered the mountain. The three of them could only find clues from these trees and had no other choice.

Just like what Zhao Jun saw when he came up to see the mountain, there were talks about the mountain fields where wild ginseng came out.

Water, light, ventilation, soil, forests, and growth environment are indispensable.

The forest where the ginseng land is located is described in a tangled sentence: it is not a mess, and it is not a mess.

The trees were sparse, but there were needle bar shrubs in the middle. It was very difficult for three people to raft the mountain. It took less than sixty meters to be discharged in half an hour.

Zhao Jun stopped Wang Qiang and Xing San, and he looked back. Although Zhao Jun changed the treasure signs on the tree and changed them to ordinary old signs to confuse the public, the direction of the sign did not change.

After placing more than fifty meters in a flat row, Zhao Jun made another decision and said, "Uncle, third uncle, let's rank another hundred meters."

The three of them rushed to one direction and then went south, saying that they were 100 meters long, but they could only stop after nearly 120 meters of discharge.

When Zhao Jun turned around, he could not see the signs on the trees, but he felt that the direction was right. The Widow Wang was not a mountain man. Since he made the mark, the signs of wealth would not be too far away from the mark.

"Boy, let's go ahead and line up?" Xing San was not afraid of hard work, but Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "It's not possible to be far away. I guess it won't be done well. He has put the mark on the ground."

"What should I do on the ground? "Why do you do it?" Wang Qiang couldn't help frowning when he heard this. The heavy snow blocked the mountain, and how many people could not be used to clear the snow.

"Tsk!" Zhao Jun clicked his mouth and pinched his waist with one hand: "What's the matter? Then we have to go back."

There is no way to find this, so I can only wait for the spring to begin next year.

At this time, Zhao Jun raised his hand and pointed at the Hongsong who had been carved, and said, "Uncle, if you don't have it today, let's come again tomorrow."

"Let's look for another round tomorrow?" Wang Qiang asked, "What if I didn't take a closer look just now?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Jun nodded and said, "We'll come early tomorrow and come here to look around. If there is one, that's the best; if there is no, let's put it on the tree."

"Boy, it's better not to let go." At this time, Xing San dissuaded: "That old boss Zheng, Blind Pang and others come to look for him every year. They couldn't find him, so you put down the tree. They came here next year and saw that there were few trees in this area, so how could they not think about it?"

They didn't notice the old signs at first, but if the tree did not arouse their suspicion, it would be more than worth the loss.
To be continued...