Chapter Ninety-seven. Gaining wealth but being frustrated
"嘡啷啷..." The enamel post in Zhang Xinglong's hand fell on the kang table. The old man stretched his legs to get off the kang, put on his shoes and shouted at the same time: "Well done!"
In less than two minutes, the Zhang family father and son held spades and pickaxes, the old lady and daughter-in-law held torches, and the whole family rushed out of the house together.
Not only the Zhang family, but the entire gangster village was tempted by the fox skin. Almost all men, women and children went out to search for traces of foxes in the village as a family unit.
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At the same time, Yongxing Brigade was on the kang in the east room of the guest house.
Li Wencai was lying on the pillow smoking. Next to him, Zhao Youcai was sitting cross-legged, wrapped in a quilt, talking about the lessons he taught Jie Chen.
"They know nothing about chicken feathers! I don't hesitate to criticize them." Zhao Youcai looked disdainful. He held a cigarette in his hand and stretched out from the edge of the kang. After flicking the ashes on the ground, he said to Jie Chen: "Just Zhao Jun, Zhang Yuanmin and the others.
The medicine and the deer are all wrong."
Jie Chen was lying on the bed. He didn't smoke. He wanted to sleep at this time, but Zhao Youcai kept giving him lessons.
At this time, Zhao Youcai continued: "The wax of Yaolu's medicine bean must be melted first, and then dipped in the willow hair. Dip it into a wax pill, and then stuff it with the potassium aluminum cyanate.
Then use salt water and yellow mud to wrap the wax ball, and how will it look like?"
As Zhao Youcai spoke, he raised his thumb with one hand and said, "It's half a finger long, but my thumb is so thick. After that, go up the mountain to find the Huangni Gangzi. It must be a Huangni Gangzi, with a small slope."
Remember, it must be a yellow mound, not a sandy mound. If it is a sandy mound, the deer will dig it up with just one plow."
Having said this, Zhao Youcai took another puff of cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, demonstrated it to Jie Chen with gestures with both hands, and said: "Find a stick like this, pestle it on the ground. Punch it out, and then you can
Sprinkle large grains of salt into it, fill it with water and let the salt sink. When the wind blows for ten miles, the big guys will smell the smell and go there to nibble."
"Ah..." Upon hearing this, Jie Chen felt that Zhao Youcai Yaolu's method was indeed more reliable than Zhao Jun's and Zhang Yuanmin's methods.
Seeing that the minister continued, Zhao Youcai continued: "When they have almost eaten, you can go back and pour salt water for them to eat.
When is the time to nibble? If you want to nibble after you reach the big one, you have to kneel down on the pot, put your head in and gnaw. At this time, you put the prepared medicinal beans into it, and if the big guy tries to nibble again, just give it to him.
Leave it there!”
After saying these words, Zhao Youcai asked Xie Chen: "Do you remember it?"
"Remember, Uncle Zhao." Jie Chen praised with a smile: "You are an old gunner, you have plenty of experience."
"Ha!" Zhao Youcai smiled proudly, and then said: "Minister, let me tell you about the black blind warehouse again."
Jie Chen: "..."
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An hour later.
Li Wencai was already asleep at the head of the kang, but Zhao Youcai and his ministers were still chattering.
"Ah... ha..." Jie Chen opened his mouth and yawned, but Zhao Youcai asked: "Where are the round dates and mountain grapes that are delicious?"
The ministers were all confused. In this hour, Zhao Youcai talked from Tiancangzi to Dicangzi, then talked about the habits of black bears, and now he talked about jujubes and mountain grapes.
Let’s just talk about Xiongcangzi. What do jujubes and mountain grapes have to do with me?
Just when he was explaining his doubts, Zhao Youcai asked and answered: "Round dates and mountain grapes should grow on Se (sǎi) trees, Bai Niuzi, and Manchurian ash trees. Hey, they are delicious. They should grow on Qiuzi,
On the pine tree, it doesn't taste good.
As for mountain grapes, you have to choose red-rooted ones, because the red-rooted ones are sweet..."
"Uncle Zhao." Jie Chen couldn't stand it anymore, his eyelids were trembling, so he said to Zhao Youcai: "I don't pick mountains, mountain grapes, and jujubes. What do they have to do with me?"
"This is all based on experience." Zhao Youcai raised his hand to gesture to Jie Chen and said, "You are a junior. Don't underestimate the mountain running business. You are much more experienced here."
"Yes, yes, Uncle Zhao." Jie Chen said with a bitter face, "I know this, but I usually go up the mountain with my military brother. It's enough for him to understand this."
"That's not okay." Zhao Youcai turned his face and said to Jie Chen seriously: "You can't point any finger at him."
"Huh?" Jie Chen was startled when he heard this, and most of his sleepiness disappeared instantly. Listening to what Zhao Youcai said just now, Jie Chen thought that Zhao Youcai disliked him.
In fact, Jie Chen knew in his heart that when he and Zhao Jun went to the mountains to hunt, it was Zhao Jun who made him rich.
Jie Chen also told Zhao Jun that there was no need to allocate so much money to himself. But Zhao Jun always said that money does not always come and people always come. Brothers are brothers. Today I will help you, and tomorrow you will help me.
Gradually, Jie Chen stopped mentioning that. He just made up his mind in his heart that if Zhao Jun was in need one day, he would risk his life to do so.
"Uncle teaches you, just study hard." Just when Jie Chen was thinking wildly, Zhao Youcai said to Jie Chen: "It's your own responsibility to learn the skill. When you learn how to do it, you will also become a gunner."
At this point, Zhao Youcai raised his thumb with his right hand, and said to the minister, "Who in the eight villages in Qianli will fire off the cannon as soon as he talks about you? Those who do off the cannon are so stupid."
"Uncle, I really don't think about this." Jie Chen said sincerely: "I just want to follow my brother Jun. Normally, I don't need to reach out, so I will help him. If..."
In the middle of his words, Jie Chen suddenly paused and said: "Uncle, don't be angry when I say this. When you are running in the mountains, if one day my army brother is going to lose his hands, even if you risk your life
Go, I have to go too."
Speaking of this, Jie Chen felt a little disappointed and said: "That time we chased the black blind man weighing more than 700 kilograms to the Shitang area. When my military brother was in danger, I didn't rush forward. After that, I was always upset.
"
Hearing that this boy was so loyal to Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai rolled his eyes and said, "Why didn't you rush forward?"
"Huh?" Jie Chen was startled, then heard Zhao Youcai say: "Isn't that why you can't handle it? You have to hold it well. He didn't hand out a shot, and your shot made up for it with a 'click'."
"Uncle, you're right." Jie Chen nodded and said, "I have to practice shooting. This gun and bullets are ready. I can't be lazy anymore."
"Hey... that's right!" Zhao Youcai nodded, looking pleased that he was a teachable child.
But then, Zhao Youcai changed the topic and said: "Practicing a gun is not a blind practice. You have to find a strong person to guide you."
"My military brother can lead me." As soon as Jie Chen said these words, Zhao Youcai said, "If you learn from him, you will never be able to catch up with him in this life. If you want to learn from a Confucian teacher, you have to
Find the most powerful one."
At this moment, it can be said that Zhao has a wealthy heart and is known to everyone on the road.
Xie Chen clicked, clicked his eyes without speaking. Zhao Youcai, who received no response, asked Xie Chen: "Who is the best shooter in our forest area?"
When Zhao Youcai asked this question, he looked eager to try.
"Then..." Jie Chen hesitated for a moment and murmured: "I heard that Brother Zhou from Yongsheng Tun is the most powerful. He is the professional gunner of the army."
Zhao Youcai twitched the corner of his mouth, but still did not give up, and continued to ask: "Apart from him?"
"Then it has to be my uncle Wang." Xie Chen said: "My uncle Wang is very good at sneaking around. If he says it's a roe deer, just let him catch a shadow..."
"Fuck you!" Before Jie Chen could finish his words, he heard Zhao Youcai swear. Then Zhao turned his head angrily and turned his back to Jie Chen, pulled up the corner of the quilt, and wrapped it tightly around himself.
Jie Chen curled his lips and said to himself: "I'm not stupid. If I keep arguing with you, you will never stop."
The same failure as Zhao Youcai's recruitment of disciples was the night battle between the Xishan Tunmen and the Fox Group.
After the news spread that the foxes had entered the village, all the people of Xishantun, men, women, old and young, joined forces to encircle and suppress the foxes in the village.
During the encirclement and suppression, some foxes were beaten to death, but after all the effort, only three foxes were killed in the whole village.
The people of Xishan Village did not give up and searched the village again to make sure that there were no foxes left, so everyone paid the money and retreated.
By this time, it was already past ten o'clock. People from Xishantun returned home and went to bed one after another.
But just as he fell asleep, there was a sound of fox barking in the village, which seemed to be in front of and behind his house.
People in Xishantun got up one after another, put on clothes, copied things, and lit torches.
But when they went out to look around, they found no trace of the fox. They only saw many fox footprints on the snow on both sides of the road.
It was winter again at night, so no one could stay outside, so everyone had to go back to their homes and sleep on the kang.
But only about half an hour later, when everyone had just fallen asleep, the fox's cry sounded again in the village.
This time only the men went out, but after searching around there was still nothing.
At this time, people in Xishantun realized that they were in trouble.
