When Zhao Jun sent Song Tiemin out of the shack, he saw Lao Yangtou guarding the door, and two or three meters away, Lin Musen and Xu Shengli stood.
"Technician Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Jun coming out, Lin Musen and Xu Shengli hurriedly greeted him.
Zhao Jun looked at the two of them, smiled slightly, and said, "What? You also want to treat me to dinner?"
As soon as Zhao Jun said this, the smiles on Lin Musen and Xu Shengli's faces froze, looking slightly embarrassed.
Xu Shengli was older and had experienced a lot. The embarrassment on his face turned into a smile and said to Zhao Jun: "Technician Zhao, I, Old Xu, have to tell you something. Today, we really have nothing to prepare, but we
We have already sent people down the mountain to buy things. Tomorrow..."
Speaking of this, Xu Shengli pulled Lin Musen beside him. Lin Musen reacted and nodded hurriedly at Zhao Jun, saying: "Yes, yes, we will treat you and Technician Zhang to a nice meal tomorrow."
It stands to reason that on the first day the inspector comes to work, he must be entertained with good wine and good food.
But Lin Musen and Xu Shengli have entertained four inspectors in the past half month. Especially Chen Xingwang and Qiao Zhenghua, who didn't even hang around for three days before leaving in despair.
Therefore, Lin Musen and Xu Shengli discussed it together. It is estimated that the acceptance inspector will not last long, so don’t hire him.
But today, when Zhao Jun came, his aura was in full swing, which made Zhao Qingqing speechless, and also shocked Lin Musen and Xu Shengli.
So, after coming out of the shack, the two of them waited outside the shack, wanting to explain to Zhao Jun.
"Okay." Zhao Jun smiled and waved his hand, seeming to say magnanimously: "I understand, you go and eat."
That’s what I said!
Lin Musen and Xu Shengli looked at each other. Lin Musen hurriedly turned to Zhao Jun and said: "Technician Zhao, although we are not too prepared today, we have brought you food. Ask Technician Zhang to come out and have a bite at our place." p>
"No need to bother." Zhao Jun said calmly: "Brother Feng and I will stay in Uncle Yang's shack. My uncle wants to cook, so the two of us will take a bite."
"Technician Zhao." Lin Musen heard this and smiled bitterly: "I will go back to my shack immediately and bring you some food."
"I'll give it to you too." Xu Shengli didn't dare to miss it and said hurriedly: "Today's lunch is potato stewed with eggplant and sorghum rice. I'll bring it to you right now."
Zhao Jun nodded, then turned to Old Yang and said, "Uncle, you don't have to cook for lunch."
Old Yangtou laughed and said: "Then I'll lend you all my money."
Zhao Jun smiled and helped the old man into the shack. Seeing this, the two commanders hurriedly ran to their own commanders' shacks to serve Zhao Jun dishes and meals.
Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng had a bite to eat in Lao Yangtou's shack. After eating, they hurried to the Leng yard without even taking a nap.
Chen Xingwang and Qiao Zhenghua didn't check the ruler yesterday, and this morning, a lot of wood accumulated on this pile.
Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng arrived at the Leng stockyard and started working until they got off work at five o'clock in the evening. All the workers who had returned to Leng had evacuated, and they were not finished yet. But at this time, they were both so tired that their backs and legs ached. p>
"No way!" Zhang Xuefeng stood with his legs spread apart, straightened his neck and leaned back, then put his right hand behind his back, clenched his fist and beat his waist, muttering: "I can't even straighten my waist."
The same was true for Zhao Jun. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Jun said to Zhang Xuefeng: "Let's go, Brother Feng, let's go back."
Hearing this, Zhang Xuefeng pinched his waist with both hands, looked around, and said, "What about the remaining pieces of wood that have not been measured?"
"We'll get up early tomorrow and finish the work in two hours." Zhao Jun pinned the pen on the account book, then gathered the ruler and hammer together, put them under his armpits, and said to Zhang Xuefeng: "Go back now.
, lie down on the kang and straighten your back!"
"Let's go!" Zhang Xuefeng fully agreed with Zhao Jun's words. He took the account book and tools and staggered toward the gate of Lengchang with Zhao Jun.
Entering Lao Yangtou's shack, the two of them greeted Lao Yangtou who was sitting at the kang table making dumplings, then threw the tools into the kang and both lay down on the kang.
The kang was very hot due to Old Yang's head. As soon as the two of them lay down on the kang, they felt a burst of heat on their backs, which made Zhang Xuefeng couldn't help but groan.
In the past year since Zhao Jun was reborn, he often went hunting in the mountains, and his physical condition was much better than that of Zhang Xuefeng. At this time, he still had the strength to raise his head, looked at the old Yangtou making dumplings, and said: "Uncle, why don't we get up and help?"
You."
"Hahaha..." Old Yangtou laughed and said: "Lie down, son, uncle will make dumplings for you two."
"Dumplings?" Only then did Zhang Xuefeng react, licked his lips, and then asked Old Yangtou: "Uncle, what are the fillings for the dumplings?"
"Melon and egg." The old man took the newly made dumplings and held them up to show Zhang Xuefeng.
When he put down the dumplings, Old Yangtou said to Zhao Jun: "The melons were given by Lin Musen, and the eggs were sent by Song Tiemin in the afternoon."
As he said that, the old man stirred the stuffing with a flat spoon and said with a smile: "Bring me six eggs, I'll beat four of them and leave two for you to cook tomorrow morning."
"No need." Zhao Jun said: "Uncle, cook and eat those two eggs. The two bosses will treat us to dinner tomorrow. My brothers are not short of oil and water."
"Yes, uncle!" Zhang Xuefeng also said: "Uncle, you can keep it for yourself. This will cause us both brothers a lot of trouble."
Hearing what Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng said, Old Yangtou smiled happily, but he didn't say anything. He just put down the dumplings in his hand. Then he got up and got off the kang, and opened the wooden box under the window.
Old Yang opened the old clothes on top of the box and took out a small jar from below. He returned to the kang table, placed the small jar on the edge of the kang, then went to the shelf next to him and took down two small bowls. p>
When he returned to the kang, Lao Yangtou opened the hemp rope that tied the mouth of the jar, opened the oil paper covering the mouth, and poured a bowl of wine into each small bowl.
The wine is very turbid, as if there is something in it.
"Come on, kids!" Lao Yang called to Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng, who were lying on the kang, as tired as dead dogs, and said, "Have a drink of wine to relieve your fatigue."
"Wine..." Zhang Xuefeng heard this and struggled to get up from the kang, but he lifted himself up and lay down on the kang again.
Zhang Xuefeng snorted and said, "Uncle, I can't get up."
Zhao Jun stood up, picked up one of the wine bowls, placed it next to Zhang Xuefeng's head, and said, "I'll put it here for you."
"Yeah." Zhang Xuefeng turned over and went to get a wine bowl to drink.
At this time, Zhao Jun said to Lao Yangtou: "Uncle, you can drink the wine in this bowl. I don't know how to drink."
The old man smiled and said to Zhao Jun mysteriously: "Son, drink it. This wine is different from other wines."
"He won't drink it, give it to me!" Upon hearing that this wine was unusual, Zhang Xuefeng suddenly became energetic, stretched out his hand to Old Yang's head, and said: "Uncle, this is a good thing, Zhao Jun is not married, he can't drink it."<
/p>
"What are you talking about?" The old man chuckled and said, "What are you thinking about? This is not that wine."
"Humph..." Suddenly, Zhang Xuefeng groaned, turned over, and lay down flat again, with a smile on his face.
This scene made Zhao Jun dumbfounded.
Just as Zhao Jun was about to speak, he heard Zhang Xuefeng say: "Comfortable, comfortable! Feel comfortable all over!"
His shout made Zhao Jun tremble in fright. When Old Yang was preparing the bowl of heart wine for himself, he asked with some fear: "Uncle, what did you put in here?"
Zhao Jun is really scared. The management here is not strict, and many families in the mountains and villages grow their own "cigarettes".
However, people in the mountains mostly use it to treat diseases, such as headaches, brain fever, diarrhea and loose stools. It is said that it can cure a dog's illness by turning its intestines.
Seeing Zhang Xuefeng like this, Zhao Jun was afraid that the wine would be spiked and Zhang Xuefeng would be addicted to it, which would cause trouble.
Upon hearing Zhao Jun's question, the old man smiled mysteriously and said to Zhao Jun: "Uncle, there is something good in this wine!"
At this point, the old man said with certainty: "It's a good thing that even money can't buy."
"Yes!" Zhao Jun couldn't help it anymore and nodded: "It's easy to lose your head if you buy or sell this thing."
"Ah?" Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing, waved his hand to Zhao Jun, and said, "Son, what are you talking about? Can your uncle give you that stuff to drink?"
At this moment, Zhang Xuefeng, who was lying down, suddenly sat up from the kang. He stretched his arms outward and moved his chest, and then looked at Old Yangtou with eyes full of longing.
"Uncle!" Zhang Xuefeng also asked: "What did you put in this wine? I'm as tired as a son of a bitch this day. After drinking your wine, I feel so relaxed."
Zhao Jun glanced at Zhang Xuefeng in surprise, and then turned his attention to Lao Yangtou.
Old Yangtou smiled faintly, picked up the wine jar with one hand, picked up the bowl with wine in the other hand, and handed it to Zhao Jun's hand.
Then the old man walked under the window, put the wine jar back into the box, and covered it with clothes.
When he returned to the kang, he sat sideways on the edge of the kang, looked at Zhao Jun, and asked with a smile: "My child, they say you are a good hunter. You have caught the big paw and beaten the pig god. Then the uncle asked you
, have you ever beaten a hanging sheep?"
"What?"
"What!"
The two of them were confused, one was confused and the other was shocked.
Zhang Xuefeng wondered what this hanging sheep was, but Zhao Jun was extremely shocked.
In his two lifetimes, he had heard the name of this animal, but had never seen it.
In the previous life, when he was young, his grandma told him a story, including the story of the hanging sheep. And his grandma heard this story from his father. Because, that old man had beaten a hanging sheep back then!<
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Later, Zhao Jun went hunting in the mountains and was very curious about this mysterious animal, and even visited several old hunters.
Those old people had seen hanging sheep, and some had never seen them before. But Zhao Jun had never seen such a mysterious animal until he was reborn.
But later, he checked the Internet on his mobile phone and found out that there was a kind of hanging sheep in the border areas. However, Zhao Jun recalled the stories told by the old people and found that the hanging sheep in the border areas were different from the hanging sheep in Changbai Mountain.
The hanging sheep in Changbai Mountain are even more mysterious.
On the Internet, there are stories about experts spending time and energy looking for hanging sheep, and there are also legends about the old Manchu Khan Nurhachi hunting hanging sheep.
In this life, when Zhao Jun and Xu Changlin went into the mountains to hunt lynx, they stayed in Xing San's cellar. I remember one night when the two old men were drinking, Xu Changlin said personally that he had the experience of hunting lynx.
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But the next morning, Zhao Jun asked Xu Changlin who he was, but Xu Changlin insisted that it was just drinking talk, and then kept silent about the hanging sheep.
Now, hearing Mr. Yang mention the hanging sheep again, Zhao Jun looked at the turbid wine in the bowl through the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and couldn't help but think of another legend.
"Uncle!" Zhao Jun looked at Old Yangtou and asked eagerly: "Is this wine soaked in hanging sheep blood?"
Lao Yang nodded and smiled without saying a word.
"Where did it happen?" Zhao Jun asked hurriedly.
The old man raised his chin and said to Zhao Jun: "You drink it, and I will tell you later."
When Zhao Jun heard this, he picked up his bowl and drank the wine in one gulp.
The wine enters the mouth, goes down the throat, and reaches the stomach, feeling a burst of heat. In an instant, the heat splits into four strands and goes straight to the limbs.
In an instant, Zhao Jun felt warm and comfortable all over his body. Then, he felt a lightness on his shoulders, back, and lower back, and the fatigue of the afternoon's work was swept away in an instant.
Zhao Jun put the bowl aside casually, turned to the old man with a surprised look on his face, and asked: "Uncle, this wine?"
"Isn't it awesome?" Lao Yangtou asked with a smile.
Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng nodded simultaneously.
"Hahaha..." Old Yang pointed to the washbasin in the corner and said with a smile: "Wash your hands and help me make dumplings."
"Hey!"
Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng responded in unison and hurriedly got off the kang.
The moment their feet landed on the ground, the two looked at each other in surprise. When they came back from outside just now, their legs seemed to be filled with lead.
But now, with both knees down, there is no trace of heaviness anymore. Instead, they feel light and airy, as if they are not my own legs. When I walk, I feel like I am stepping on the clouds.
After washing his hands, Zhao Jun got on the kang and sat on the kang. Zhang Xuefeng sat down on the edge of the kang, facing Old Yang's head.
Lao Yangtou rolls out the dough, while Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng make dumplings.
When these two boys were at home, they had people waiting on them, and they were both clumsy at making dumplings. Old Yang rolled out the dumplings by himself, and it was more than enough for them both to make.
While making dumplings, Zhao Jun asked Lao Yangtou, "Uncle, I remember you don't hunt, why do you still have hanging sheep blood?"
Lao Yangtou kneaded the skin with one hand and rolled the rolling pin with the other. He looked up at Zhao Jun and said, "There is a Song Lao Wai in your village. Do you know that?"
"Song Laowai?" Zhao Jun frowned. He had never seen this old man in Yong'an Tun since his rebirth. But he had an impression of this nickname.
Because Song Lao Wai has a disease, a crooked neck disease. The left side of his face is always close to his left shoulder and head, and he cannot leave.
Zhao Jun thought for a while and asked Lao Yangtou: "Uncle, is this Song Laowai Song Tiemin's uncle?"
"That's right!" Old Yang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "His old uncle is now lying under the bluestone, with an old man named Xu, and the two of them are on the ground."
"Bluestone Lazi..." Zhao Jun knew that this place that Old Yang Tougang just mentioned was surrounded by jumping stone ponds, and there were so many bluestones in the jumping stone pond that it was called Bluestone Lazi.
Old Yangtou said again: "Both old men have their own special skills. That old man Xu specializes in fragrant deer traps, one for each spoon. And that old man Song specializes in catching hanging sheep." p>
At this point, Lao Yang threw the rolled-out dumpling wrapper in front of Zhang Xuefeng, then raised his free hand, stretched out two fingers to Zhao Jun, and said: "He just beats a hanging sheep all year round, at most
Two. He won’t be able to spend the money from selling a hanging sheep in ten years."
"Really?" Zhang Xuefeng picked up the dumpling wrapper in one hand and the flat spoon in the other hand, but did not remove the dumpling filling. He only looked at Old Yangtou in surprise and asked, "How much can that thing cost?"
Huh?"
Zhao Jun raised his elbow and lightly slapped Zhang Xuefeng, and then he asked Old Yangtou: "Uncle, I heard from my grandma that my father once chased a hanging sheep, but that thing couldn't catch up at all. And you said that?
As long as the thing is as big as a fingernail, it can jump out. How can it catch it?"
While talking, Lao Yangtou had finished rolling out the last dumpling wrapper. He put the stuffing on the dumpling wrapper, then closed the two sides of the wrapper, pressed it with both hands, and then said to Zhao Jun: "Pick up the pole!"<
