The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Autumn noon.

The sun fell on Zhao Jun, not only warming his body, but also warming his heart. Let his anxious heart gradually calm down.

It's really a do-over. Zhao Jun became more and more excited when he saw Li Baoyu cutting a pig's heart and feeding it to a dog not far away.

From the time hunting was banned in 1997 and guns were closed in 1998, to the time of his rebirth, he never went hunting in the mountains again for more than 20 years.

How many nights had he dreamed of his years in the roaring mountains and forests, and the familiar scenes in those dreams had made him feel extremely sad when he woke up many times.

elder brother!

Suddenly, Li Baoyu's voice reached his ears, awakening Zhao Jun who was deep in thought in the afternoon sun.

Um?

Zhao Jun followed the sound, glanced at Li Baoyu, and then at the two dogs gathered around Li Baoyu, sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails.

Zhao Jun said: Hey! Forget the liver... cut some and feed them, let them open up and feed them.

Okay! Li Baoyu heard this and hurriedly cut off strips of fat from the wild boar's belly, gave one to the spotted dog and the other to the yellow dog, and fed the two dogs repeatedly.

When hunting in the mountains and hunting prey, whether or not to respect the mountain gods is entirely up to one's own free will. If you believe it, you have it; if you don’t believe it, you don’t have it.

However, the next thing must be fed to the dog. This is the most fundamental rule of siege.

After all, when fighting a big siege, you must rely on hunting dogs. These hunting dogs are willing to risk their lives to fight wild boars and black bears for their masters. This is a sacrifice of their lives.

There must be a reward for working so hard.

The reward for hunting dogs is to give them a delicious meal after catching the prey.

But the difference is that most dogs do not eat the internal organs of black bears, but they eat the internal organs of wild boars.

Therefore, in this era when food and clothing are scarce, and people prefer fat meat but do not like to go into the water, wild boar offal has become the exclusive preserve of hunting dogs.

If a black bear or brown bear is shot, the hunter will cut off the bear meat and feed it to the dogs because dogs do not eat the internal organs of bears. But if they catch a wild boar, almost no hunter will cut the meat to feed the dogs, especially the fat meat.

Therefore, if any hunter saw Li Baoyu cutting off the wild boar and feeding it to the dogs, they would definitely jump in and scold the two young men for being prodigal.

You know, even now in 1986, people's living standards are still not high, and the unified purchase and marketing of grain and oil still exists.

This situation is quite good in the city.

But in rural areas, forest areas, and mountain fields, compared with cities, it can be said that there is a huge difference. People here work hard all year round, and there is not much money or water on weekdays.

Therefore, even if you have a backer, you can eat the mountain. In these days, if someone can hunt a wild boar, black bear, or brown bear, it will be more beautiful than the Chinese New Year.

Especially in autumn, it is the harvest season of various mountain products, and it is also the time when wild beasts catch autumn fat.

Whether they were bears or wild boars, they spent all day in the mountains eating walnuts, acorns, hazelnuts, jujubes, and mountain grapes.

Let’s just say that the wild boar Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu shot today was a female wild boar. In summer, it weighed less than 250 kilograms.

But now, I have finally eaten about 280 kilograms. Not to mention other places, just talking about the large pieces of fat on the pig's belly, it is in a place in the northeast called Ming Ming Ke. It is harvested and boiled in oil. The lard produced can easily fill two jars.

You must know that in this era of grain and oil supply by voucher, a family of four or five people cannot get so much oil in a year.

Moreover, after the fat meat is simmered in oil, the internal fat is baked out, and the originally soft and white fat meat will shrink and turn into a golden and crispy oil shuttle. Dip it in some salt noodles and chew it in your mouth, which will be fragrant and crispy. Extremely delicious.

Therefore, in the eyes of some people, the behavior of Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu was a waste of money.

But in the eyes of hunting dogs, the behavior of the little master is undoubtedly the greatest praise for them to sacrifice their lives.

The two dogs were not polite. Li Baoyu gave it to them and they ate until their bellies were round and the meat hit their throats. Then they ran to the side and lay down to rest.

Seeing Li Baoyu finish feeding the dog, Zhao Jun stood up, walked to Li Baoyu, and asked, Where is Douzi?

Yeah! Li Baoyu, who was squatting on the ground and rubbing his hands with leaves to clean his knife, was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered: Throw it on the post above.

Zhao Jun asked again: Where is the dry food?

Yeah. Li Baoyu groaned again, Put them all together.

Zhao Jun smiled angrily and said: Take it, what are you looking at?

After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Li Baoyu got up and ran away.

The two brothers had been planning for this hunting at home for quite some time. When I arrived, I brought everything I had with me, including a whole snakeskin bag filled with food and supplies.

This snakeskin bag was originally carried by Li Baoyu, but when he was chopping sticks and covering his knife, he threw the snakeskin bag aside.

Now Li Baoyu was looking for something. As for Zhao Jun, he picked up the hand ax thrown aside by Li Baoyu, walked back to the fallen tree, and cut down a big branch from the wind-swept locust tree. The main trunk of the big tree had His arms were thick and thin, with messy branches growing all over them.

Zhao Jun dragged it back to the wild boar, then chopped it with a hand axe. The thin tree branches were gathered into a pile, and the two ends were sharpened with a knife.

As for thick branches, there is no need to be so particular, just cut them into small sections.

When Zhao Jun disassembled the entire branch, Li Baoyu still didn't come back. Zhao Jun then used the knife again to cut off a strip of pork belly from the pork belly.

This piece of meat is really good, with alternating layers of fat and meat.

Zhao Jun cut it into large pieces, and then threaded the large pieces of meat on thin sharpened tree strips. Each tree strip only pierced a piece of meat, and put it aside after threading one string.

After a while, more than forty skewers of wild boar meat were piled on top of each other.

When Li Baoyu came back with the snakeskin bag and saw this scene, his eyes almost gleamed.

Gather the fire! Zhao Jun pointed to the thick branches aside and said to Li Baoyu.

It's your order! Li Baoyu screamed strangely, threw the snakeskin bag at his feet, and then turned things inside out.

Two neatly folded large sacks, and a newspaper bag.

When Li Baoyu threw the newspaper bag on the ground, the folded area was scattered, revealing two white flour buns, four large cornmeal pancakes, and several large pickled green radish pickles.

This is lunch brought by the two brothers. The steamed buns are from Zhao Jun's family, and his father, Zhao Youcai, is the chef of the forest farm canteen.

It is said that if the cook does not steal, he will not harvest the grain.

These days, as a cafeteria chef, you don’t just have to have what you have at work, you have what you have at home.

Therefore, the quality of life in Zhao Jun's family is quite good. Even in the most difficult years, Zhao Jun's family never went hungry.

As for Li Baoyu, his family conditions were average, and those four big cakes were the lunch his mother left for him before going to work in the fields.

Of course, Zhao Jun had taken care of this brother since he was a child. When he arrived, the two brothers planned to have one steamed bun and two pancakes each.

At this time, Li Baoyu took out a military kettle from the bag, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Zhao Jun first.

Zhao Jun was not polite, took the kettle without saying anything, and took two sips directly into his mouth.

When Li Baoyu got back the kettle, he drank two mouthfuls of water, then screwed the lid on the kettle and put it aside. He then took out a small newspaper bag from the bag. When he opened the newspaper bag, he found a box of matches.

Then, Li Baoyu gathered a pile of dead leaves not far away from the wind. The dead leaves burned quickly, and the more they burned, the more prosperous they were.

Li Baoyu threw the thick branches chopped by Zhao Jun into the fire, and soon heard a crackling sound.