The whole mountain is my hunting ground.

Chapter 226 There Are Tigers Haunting (2000 Monthly Ticket Plus Update)

Like Zhang Yuanmin, Zhao Jun was remembered by all the people in Lengchang when he first arrived at 78 Lengchang.

But they remembered Zhao Jun because they were afraid that they would not know Mount Tai and offend the inspector.

78 Lengchang's surname is Yang, and his name is Yang Hong. He is 39 years old, tall, dark-skinned, and plainly dressed.

Compared with Jiang Fu and Du Chunlin, this Yang Hong is not a leader, but a worker.

But Yang Hong is bold and righteous, and there are many people in the mountains, and there are few people who are more open than Yang Hong.

Regarding Zhao Jun's arrival, Yang Hong was neither flattering nor enthusiastic.On the first day Zhao Jun entered their camp, Yang Hong followed the rules and prepared a table of delicious dishes for Zhao Jun.

There are six dishes, including meat and vegetables, fish and meat.A pickled vegetable and mutton soup made Zhao Jun sweat all over and felt very comfortable.

After eating, Zhao Jun rested in the hut for a while, and then went to work in the stockyard.

At nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Jun was still checking the ruler when he heard someone calling him from behind: "Technician, technician."

Zhao Jun stopped working, turned around and saw an old man standing not far from him.

He was wearing an oil-stained black cloth padded jacket and cotton trousers, his hair was gray and messy, and his old face was full of vicissitudes.

Zhao Jun's heart twitched, and he called out "Master" silently in his heart.It turned out that this old man was Hu Dahai, Zhao Jun's hunting master in his previous life.

The master and apprentice in the previous life may not have this fate in this life, but Zhao Jun still politely asked Hu Dahai: "Master, do you always have something to do with me?"

Hu Dahai grinned and said with a smile: "Technician, I'm the cook of our Lengchang. That Yang told me, let me take care of your food and drink. It happened that tonight we made buns in Lengchang, stuffed with wild pork and carrots. I steamed a pot in advance, thinking that you will go home after you are full."

Hearing what Hu Dahai said, Zhao Jun was not polite to him, and immediately responded, and followed Hu Dahai to a shack.

This shack is the kitchen of Lengchang and also the residence of Hu Dahai and his son.

This Hu Dahai lost his wife in middle age, and one of his two sons also died of illness, and the old son was left to work in this farm.

The son was not at home, and Hu Dahai felt uncomfortable at home with his daughter-in-law, so he followed his son to Lengchang.

But when he came, he was already 58, and Yang Hong couldn't bear to let him do heavy work. When he heard that he could cook, he just made him a cook.

When Zhao Jun entered the shack, the room inside was steaming hot, and the steamed buns were cooked in a big pot.

Hu Dahai put the lid on the pot together, and the heat in the room became more intense.

Hu Dahai smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Technician, I'm doing it with my hands. Can you wash your hands and pick up the buns?"

"Okay." Knowing the old man's good intentions, Zhao Jun went to the big vat, scooped water into the basin, and washed his hands with pig pancreas.Then before the cauldron, take a bowl and fill it with cold water.

He took another plate, held the plate in one hand, and reached into the bowl of cold water next to it with the other hand. After all five fingers were covered with water, he reached into the pot to take the buns.

The buns were hot just out of the pan, but Zhao Jun had cold water on each finger, and when his fingers felt hot, he had already put the buns on the plate.

Zhao Jun picked up four buns from the plate, thought for a while, took another plate, and picked up four more buns.

When he came to the kang table with a plate in one hand, it happened that Hu Dahai served him a bowl of muddled porridge just out of the pot.

Confused porridge is just corn flour porridge, which is sticky and sticky.

Seeing Zhao Jun coming over with buns, Hu Dahai smiled and said, "Technician, you can eat porridge."

"En." Zhao Jun nodded and smiled, and then put two plates of buns on both sides of the kang table.

Hu Dahai was taken aback when he saw this, and then he heard Zhao Jun say: "Master, you sit too, we will eat together."

Hearing Zhao Jun call him uncle, Hu Dahai was very surprised.The forestry inspectors he had met before treated the workers like them with an air of aloofness and their nostrils turned to the sky.

But Zhao Jun is an old man like him, but he can be polite.

"I won't eat it for now." Hu Dahai declined politely, "Technician Zhao, you can eat it yourself."

"Master, come quickly, eat while it's hot, it's delicious." Zhao Jun said, got up and helped the old man to sit on the kang.

Then the two started eating steamed buns, chatting while eating.

He didn't talk about hunting, but only about homework, and the old man also expressed his idea of ​​asking Zhao Jun to take care of his son.

In this regard, Zhao Jun responded immediately, which made the old man even happier.

When he was happy, he ignored Zhao Jun's obstruction, burned two red peppers on the ground, fried a small dish of chili oil, and dipped the buns for Zhao Jun to eat.

This bun is stuffed with wild boar and big radish. Although Yang Hong doesn't know where he got the wild boar, there is no shortage of meat.

Half radish and half meat, the meat is wrapped in radish to form an egg, and the old man said that bone soup is added to the buns, the soup is soaked into the bun skin of the dough, and even the bun skin has a taste.

Dip in a little chili oil, the crispy chili, and the fragrance and meaty aroma of radish, Zhao Jun's mouth is full of oil.

When the muddled porridge is slightly cold, suck the muddled porridge along the side of the bowl, eat the dry one and eat the watery one, this is called slipping.

Just as Zhao Jun was giving himself a slit in his stomach, the door of the shack was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

A man came in hurriedly, went to the hut, and saw two people on the kang, holding bowls to drink porridge.

The man was slightly taken aback, Hu Dahai heard the door open, and looked at the door, his eyes were a bit blurry and he couldn't see clearly, he squinted his eyes to see who was coming.

"Yeah." Hu Dahai asked in surprise, "Little Er, why are you here?"

The man walked in, came in front of Hu Dahai, looked at Hu Dahai, then at Zhao Jun.

Seeing this, Hu Dahai smiled and said, "It's okay, this is the new acceptance inspector from our Lengchang. They are not outsiders, so please tell me what you have to do."

After a meal, the old man no longer regarded Zhao Jun as an outsider.

And Zhao Jun also recognized this man, knowing that he was Hu Dahai's nephew Song Dong.

In the previous life, Zhao Jun and Hu Dahai learned to hunt, but it was Song Dong who led Zhao Jun to hunt in the first place.

It was also Song Dong who helped Zhao Jun drag the dog.In the previous life, the two got along well, and they always talked about it as brothers.

Hearing what Hu Dahai asked him to say, Song Dong didn't hide it, but he nodded at Zhao Jun first, as a greeting, and then said to Hu Dahai: "Third Uncle, our dog is dead."

"What?" Hearing this, Hu Dahai hurriedly put his crossed legs on the kang, looked up at Song Dong and asked, "A dead dog? How many dead? Why?"

Hu Dahai asked three times in a row, and Song Dong pursed his lips before saying, "Seven of the eight dogs died, and the old one came back by himself."

Hearing this, Hu Dahai couldn't help widening his eyes, staring at Song Dong and asked, "What happened? Can so many dogs die? Did you beat Xiong Ba?"

"It's not Xiong Ba." Song Dong shook his head, then lowered his head slightly, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "I don't know what it is, but it seems to be a big claw."

"God of the Mountain?" Hu Dahai jumped off the kang in an instant, looked up at Song Dong and asked, "Where did you go?"

(End of this chapter)