Chapter 1024: Zhao Youcai Destroys His Bridge?

With a gunshot, the Zhao family gang created another family-annihilating tragedy in this icy and snowy place.

The female lynx, which was shot in the head, had blood gushing out of its neck and fell headless.

The dogs barked and the hunting dogs rushed forward.

"Go!"

"Get up!"

Zhao Jun quickly turned off the safety, slung the gun over his shoulder, and drove away the hunting dogs with Jie Chen who came over.

Zhao Jun lifted the female lynx up by its hind legs with both hands, and blood was still dripping from its neck.

The lynx is still warm now, so it is best to skin it while it is hot.

There is definitely a difference between skinning that can be sold and skinning that cannot be sold.

Especially for precious fur like lynx skin, once it is damaged, it will be very bad.

Zhao Jun didn't know how to do it before, but after killing the first lynx last year, Zhao Youcai demonstrated it to him personally.

While Zhao Jun was skinning the mother lynx, Xie Chen was also skinning the two halves of the little lynx. Compared to Zhao Jun skinning the big lynx, Xie Chen's work was much easier, and he didn't have to be too careful.

As the two of them were busy with their work, six dogs surrounded them.

Suddenly, Qinglong got up and left.

Sensing something unusual, Zhao Jun looked up.

Qinglong ran a short distance and stopped, lowered his head and arched in the snow, and then dragged out a little lynx.

Zhao Jun's eyes lit up. He had always thought that the mother and three lynx had encountered some trouble before he met him, resulting in one of the two little lynx missing.

Seeing Qinglong dragging the little lynx out of the snow, the other dogs got up and greeted Qinglong.

Qinglong held the little lynx in his mouth and shook his head left and right. He broke away from Bailong and Erhei and quickly pounced in front of Zhao Jun.

It didn't know what kind of fur was valuable. It did it just like a cat catching mice and giving them to its owner, or a puppy picking up bones and giving them to its owner.

"Good dog!" Zhao Jun praised Qinglong, and Xie Chen, who had just finished peeling the two halves of the little lynx, said in surprise: "Brother Jun, this one is two circles bigger than the one I peeled."

"Isn't yours injured?" Zhao Jun said: "It's hard for it to move. If it doesn't move well, it will eat less. If it eats less, it will grow slowly."

"That's right." Xie Chen echoed, and then heard Zhao Jun sigh: "This big female lynx is good, otherwise it would have been thrown away to fend for itself if it was not injured like other cubs."

As he said, Zhao Jun rolled up the female lynx skin and asked Xie Chen to put the lynx meat in a sack.

Dogs don't like this meat very much, and Zhao Jun doesn't want to give it to them.

After finishing the two lynxes and the two halves, Zhao Jun and Xie Chen took the dogs back along the same route.

At nearly eleven o'clock, the two took the dogs into the car, but they didn't go home.

Xie Chen took out two pancakes from his bag, gave one to Zhao Jun, and took the other in his hand and ate it while driving.

They were going to hunt the cannon egg that Xue Zhongjie mentioned.

Two hours later, Zhao Jun, who was sitting in the car, pointed to the big mountain on the top of the mountain and said to Xie Chen: "Brother, these are the last two posts of 104. Going further, the tall tip is 105."

Xie Chen listened to Zhao Jun and looked out of the car.

After bypassing this mountain, Zhao Jun asked Xie Chen to pull over.

The two got out of the car with their guns on their backs and released the dogs, ready to go into the mountains for another battle.

At the same time, a canteen in Yong'an Forest Farm.

After lunch break, when others were cleaning and picking up leftovers, Zhao Youcai put out his cigarette butt and got up to walk to the back kitchen.

In the innermost part of the back kitchen, there is a space. This five or six square meters of space is separated into a small single room by two large wooden boards and two walls.

This place is far from the stove and the fire wall, and it is in the shade, so the temperature is not high. But there is someone in the back kitchen with fire 24 hours a day, so the temperature here will not be too low, always maintained at around 7 or 8 degrees.

Such a temperature can be used to store some special green vegetables.

Zhao Youcai went into the compartment with a flashlight, and soon he found a very large and bulging butter paper package.

Zhao Youcai did not go out, but opened the butter paper package in the compartment.

After opening it, what caught his eye was a towel package. The towels were issued by the forest farm, and Zhao Youcai used the new towels to wrap things.

After opening this layer, there were still towels inside. The two towels should be wet, but not very wet, the kind that were wrung out of the water.

When it was opened again, there were thick layers of moss inside. Zhao Youcai pushed aside the moss, and held the head of a ginseng seedling in front of his eyes with his thumb and index finger.

After taking a look, Zhao Youcai wrapped the ginseng with moss again. This time, he did not wrap it with a wet towel, but directly wrapped it with butter paper.

This time, the paper package was smaller, so Zhao Youcai took it out and stuffed it into the pocket of the cotton-padded jacket on the bench outside.

It was too hot in the kitchen, and it was impossible to wear a cotton-padded jacket here.

Then, Zhao Youcai sat on the other side of the long bench, took out the Shilin cigarette from his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Zhao Youcai took a beautiful puff of the cigarette, and in the white mist exhaled, Zhao Youcai's eyes were blurred, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther.

Another afternoon of doing nothing, when the bell rang for the end of the forest farm, Zhao Youcai put on his cotton-padded jacket and walked out of the cafeteria with a lunch box.

Not far away, Zhao Youcai saw Zhang Guoqing, the director of the cafeteria.

"Brother Zhang!" Zhao Youcai greeted Zhang Guoqing with a smile and a low attitude. You know, he usually just called him Lao Zhang.

Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes at Zhao Youcai, said nothing, and walked away quickly.

"Hey? Hey!" Zhao Youcai saw this and hurriedly caught up with Zhang Guoqing, took out a Shilin cigarette from his pocket, and said: "Brother Zhang, why are you angry? Come, have a cigarette."

"I won't smoke!" Zhang Guoqing pushed Zhao Youcai's hand away angrily and continued to move forward quickly.

But after taking two steps, Zhang Guoqing suddenly stopped. He first glanced left and right, and when he found no one nearby, he pointed at the lunch box in Zhao Youcai's hand and said, "You didn't go to work well all day, and you still go home to get something!"

"No, no!" Zhao Youcai moved the heavy lunch box behind him and said, "I didn't work hard."

Zhang Guoqing: "..."

After saying this, Zhao Youcai was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused, why did the words "a bad day at work" sound familiar?

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Guoqing gave him the answer. He scolded Zhao Youcai and said, "Why are you acting like your son? You didn't go to work properly all day."

"I..." Zhao Youcai was unhappy, but he was really unreasonable, so he said, "I have something wrong."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Guoqing glared at Zhao Youcai and asked, "Going up the mountain to lay siege?"

"A siege..." Zhao Youcai also tilted Zhang Guoqing and said angrily: "A siege? Now is not the time for you to be short of meat? There is no meat in your canteen. You asked me to go out to hunt wild boars. This time there is no shortage of meat. , you won’t let me fight?”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Guoqing said: "I ask you to hunt wild boars, just like hunting specimens. If you have hunted enough, what else are you going to hunt?"

As soon as Zhang Guoqing said this, Zhao Youcai twitched the corners of his mouth, and then moved closer to Zhang Guoqing and whispered: "Old Zhang, I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else."

"Huh?" Zhang Guoqing glanced at Zhao Youcai strangely and asked, "What happened?"

"Isn't there a big paw on Lao Guitouzi Ridge?" Zhao Youcai asked first, and when Zhang Guoqing nodded slightly, he then said, "The big paw moved. Did they see it running to 62?"

"Ah..." Zhang Guoqing was still puzzled and asked: "What happened?"

"I'm asking for leave today, so I thought I'd carry the gun tomorrow and trap it." Zhao Youcai said, "Let it stay on the old ghost's mountain for a long time."

Hearing Zhao Youcai's words, Zhang Guoqing turned his head in surprise, looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was stunned by Zhang Guoqing's question. He quickly responded: "You are the one who is sick!"

"You're not sick, why are you poking at it?" Zhang Guoqing said angrily: "We at the forestry farm say that your wife prepares seven or eight dishes for you every day. What's going on? Is she feeding you?"

"What the hell do you know?" Zhao Youcai said, "If I don't drive it back, who will it fix?"

Zhang Guoqing was stunned. He heard Zhao Youcai say: "Then Li Daguai buried it this morning. You and his son were polite, so you went too? I guess they didn't let you see it, but you didn't hear anyone say that Li Daguai buried it this morning?" How miserable is it to die?"

After hearing what he said, Zhang Guoqing fell silent.

Zhao Youcai struck while the iron was hot and said, "What am I thinking about? That big paw was put in our forest area and we were tossing it around. Ten forest classes over there stopped working for several days. Wouldn't this delay production? The production tasks this year are already heavy. We’re all busy. If we delay any longer, won’t it be over?”

As expected of the two of them, they could come up with exactly the same reason without having spoken to each other beforehand.

After Zhao Youcai said those words, Zhang Guoqing's eyes changed when he looked at him. There is admiration and doubt.

"You are rich." Zhang Guoqing said: "You are right, I will give you the fake one too. But you can't go by yourself, those big claws are not like others."

"It's okay, Lao Zhang." Hearing that Zhang Guoqing was willing to give him leave, Zhao Youcai smiled and said, "My son is coming with me."

As soon as Zhao Youcai said these words, Zhang Guoqing suddenly laughed. He pointed at Zhao Youcai and said, "I don't think you have such good intentions? Tell the truth, is your son responsible for this?"

"What the hell..." Zhao Youcai brought the lunch box that he had moved behind him to the front again. At this time, he had the urge to send Zhang Guoqing away with the lunch box.

"You!" Zhang Guoqing smiled and patted Zhao Youcai, and said: "You are so lucky to have money. None of us can compare to you! You said it is better for you to marry a wife; to have a son, it is better to have a son; I'm looking for you, I'm fine. You're going tomorrow. Please help Zhao Jun more."

After saying that, Zhang Guoqing removed his hand from Zhao Youcai's shoulder and moved it in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Youcai was stunned by his move and asked subconsciously.

"Smoke!" Zhang Guoqing said: "Didn't you just give me a cigarette?"

"No!" Zhao Youcai grabbed the lunch box in his hand, walked around Zhang Guoqing and strode away. As he walked, he muttered in a low voice: "What the hell are you smoking? I think you look like a cigarette!"

Zhang Guoqing couldn't hear his whisper. But he said no, but Zhang Guoqing heard it clearly.

"Hey? Who is this?" Zhang Guoqing laughed angrily and said, "Isn't this just burning down the bridge?"

There’s another chapter at 6 p.m.