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Chapter 429. Zhao Jun defeated Dou Baoguo three times(1/2)

 In Song Tiemin’s shack.

While the three of them were eating, Zhao Jun took the opportunity to ask Song Tiemin about the hanging sheep.

Last night, Old Yangtou said that the hanging sheep blood in the wine jar came from Song Laowai.

Since Song Laowai had no children, Zhao Jun wanted to ask Song Tiemin if he knew anything about hanging sheep.

When Zhao Jun asked about this, Song Tiemin put down his chopsticks and chewed the piece of meat he just put in his mouth twice before swallowing it.

Then, he said to Zhao Jun: "If you want to ask this, I really heard my uncle say it."

Hearing what Song Tiemin said, Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng put down their chopsticks in unison, and heard Song Tiemin say: "Let's push it up to the top of the 55th class. There is a piece of bluestone, and there is a hanging sheep."

"I know this." Zhao Jun stopped Song Tiemin and said, "Brother Song, tell me something I don't know."

Song Tiemin said: "The hanging sheep's two horns are bent toward the back. When it sleeps at night, it jumps up to the tree, hangs its two horns on the tree branches, and sleeps leisurely."

"Then how did it get down?" Zhang Xuefeng on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Let's hang out." Song Tiemin gestured to Zhang Xuefeng with his hand and said: "It hangs on that branch every day to sleep. As time goes by, the branch becomes bare. Not only does it have no leaves, but it also has no bark, and it is polished.



At this point, Song Tiemin picked up a chopstick, showed it to the two of them horizontally, and then said: "As thin as a chopstick, a hanging sheep can cross it by stepping on it. It is six to seventy meters long, and it can pass by kicking its legs."

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"Brother Song!" Zhao Jun asked: "I heard that you have to lower the pole to catch the hanging sheep?"

Picking a pole is also a kind of small round, but it is more unpopular than playing a set or racket.

It is to choose a living small tree, do not dig the roots or break the soil, just cut off its branches, forks and top, then press down the top and bend it into a bow shape.

The top of the tree touches the ground and a trap is set up. If a prey steps on the trap, the tree head will bounce up. The moment the tree trunk returns to its upright position, the prey will be pulled up by its legs and lifted up.

The initial operation of lowering the pole is easy, but the difficulty lies in setting the trigger mechanism.

When Zhao Jun asked, Song Tiemin was stunned and asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

Zhao Jun smiled and asked instead: "Brother Song, I heard someone say that your old uncle catches hanging sheep in the mountains and can make a lot of money a year."

"Yeah!" Song Tiemin pursed his lips and nodded in response: "We don't know why that thing is so valuable."

Speaking of this, Song Tiemin paused and said, "I heard my uncle say that after the hanging sheep was hung up, all the blood flowed backwards, and then the neck was cut, and the bloody blood was poured into the jar. After that, the blood flowed backwards.

The blood has dried, break it into a small piece."

Song Tiemin said, and gestured to Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng to give a piece of blood as big as a finger, and then said: "That year, my old uncle gave my dad a piece. Just when my dad drank too much, he gave the small piece of blood and threw it away.

It's in a big wine barrel. Then, you see, a line of blood, straight, brushing the ground, and it's the end!"

"Really!"

Zhang Xuefeng looked at Song Tiemin in surprise. Song Tiemin picked up his chopsticks and nodded while eating.

Zhao Jun, on the other hand, did not move his chopsticks. He remembered that in his previous life, he had checked on the Internet about hanging sheep. He remembered that there was a legend that the old Manchu Khan Nurhachi had suffered numerous wounds and injuries in his early years during the war, and his body was getting weaker.

But one day, he hunted a hanging sheep in Changbai Mountain. After drinking the blood from the hanging sheep, his internal injuries recovered, and he led his troops to invade Liaodong again, but he didn't want to be killed by Yuan Chonghuan's red cannon.

Moreover, there is also a legend that the former king of the Northeast also hunted a hanging sheep. His son drank the blood of the hanging sheep with him. Later, although he was fully equipped with all five poisons, he could live a long life.

Zhao Jun knows that these are all legends. But there is a small supply and marketing cooperative under the Shuangmajia Forest Farm to the southeast.

In this supply and marketing cooperative, there are two employees, both equipped with semi-automatics. The key is that they are there, selling nothing, but only receiving one thing.

What they collect is hanging sheep blood!

At this time, Zhao Jun smiled at Song Tiemin and said: "Brother Song, when you go to Uncle Song's place, take me with you."

"Okay, that's no problem." After Song Tiemin finished speaking, he called to Zhao Jun and said, "Quick, eat some food."

After they had eaten and drank enough, Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng were going back to Lao Yangtou's shack to sleep. Before leaving, Song Tiemin sent the two of them outside, and then suddenly grabbed Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun glanced at Song Tiemin's hand holding his arm. Song Tiemin quickly let go of his hand, and then heard Zhao Jun ask: "Brother Song, what's wrong?"

Song Tiemin asked in a low voice: "Xiaojun, we all live together in the same village, and we have the relationship with my master. You see, your brother Song is the team leader..."

As soon as Song Tiemin opened his mouth, Zhao Jun knew what he wanted to say, so he interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Besides, you are a team leader who made mistakes!"

"I..." The expression on Song Tiemin's face froze, and he swallowed back the words that were already on his lips.

He looked at Zhao Jun with a pitiful look, but heard Zhao Jun say: "Brother Song, if your men don't throw away those logs, it's none of your business here. But now you have mud on your trouser legs, then what do you think?"

It’s hard to get away.”

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Song Tiemin had a bitter look on his face, knowing that he could only follow Zhao Jun into the dark. But when he looked towards Zhao Jun, he saw his back, and suddenly thought of Zhao Youcai, who was wandering around the village with his shoes on and his hands behind his back.
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For a moment, Song Tiemin realized: This is little Gudong!

After taking a break at noon, Zhao Jun continued to work back at the Leng yard. Moreover, as soon as he arrived at the Leng yard, he saw Zhao Qingqing personally guarding the basswood.

Zhao Jun chuckled and continued his work.

After finishing my work in the afternoon, I went back to the shack to eat and sleep.

When Zhao Jun got up early the next morning, he ate pickled cucumbers, three bowls of rice porridge, and two pieces of rice cake.

After eating, Zhao Jun said to Old Yangtou: "Uncle! Pour me a sip of your wine."

"Uncle, I want it too!" Zhang Xuefeng, who was on the side, drank along with him.

Old Yangtou smiled when he heard this, opened the box, took the jar, untied the rope, and poured the wine.

A bowl of heart wine costs about three or four yuan.

After Zhao Jun drank a sip of wine, his whole body felt warm and relaxed.

At this moment, the shack door opened, and Zhao Jun looked up and saw Li Ruhai standing in front of the door. The early morning sunlight shone into the house from behind Li Ruhai, making Li Ruhai shine brightly.

"Brother!" Li Ruhai jumped in front of Zhao Jun and said excitedly: "Brother, I'm here!"

"Hahaha..." As soon as Li Ruhai arrived, Zhao Jun felt more confident. He pulled Li Ruhai and introduced Lao Yangtou to him, saying: "This is Uncle Yang, please call me uncle!"

"Uncle!"

"Hey, good boy, have you eaten yet?"

"It's done." Li Ruhai smiled at the old man, and then said to Zhao Jun: "My brother has work today. He was in a hurry to leave, so he didn't come in."

"Well, let him go." Zhao Jun smiled at Li Ruhai and said, "You will stay in my uncle's shack for a while. Look outside. If you see a jeep coming in, follow the car and walk in.<

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Then, when you see your Uncle Zhou leaving, you go out to chase the car. You sit in his car, wait until the forest farm, use your skills, and tell the truth about what you saw here!"

Hearing what Zhao Jun said, Li Ruhai's eyes lit up and his face was full of excitement. He nodded heavily and said: "Brother, I understand!"

Professionals don’t need any guarantee, because they themselves are the guarantee!

Zhao Jun stood up, rubbed Li Ruhai's little head, and muttered: "This kid has a head that deserves a beating, but sometimes it's quite useful."

Zhao Jun's voice was fast, so Li Ruhai didn't quite hear what he said. So, the child raised his head and asked innocently: "Brother, what did you say?"

"Haha." Zhao Jun chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, I'm a big guy, so I have to trouble you if something happens."

"Brother, don't say that." Li Ruhai waved his hands like a little adult and said, "Aren't we all one family?"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jun suddenly felt a trace of shame in his heart, but it was fleeting and he only said to Li Ruhai: "Then stay here well and don't cause trouble to my uncle."

After hearing Li Ruhai's promise, Zhao Jun and Zhang Xuefeng took their account books and tools to the Leng yard together!

When they arrived at Leng Yard, Zhao Jun smiled!

Under the big tree nearby, more than thirty people were sitting!

And the leader is none other than Zhao Qingqing!

"Hey!" Zhao Jun didn't care, but asked casually: "Why don't you work anymore?"

"I quit!" Zhao Qingqing waved his hand and shouted loudly: "The inspector will take the ruler off at will, but our tenants are not satisfied! We stop work! We stop production!"

"Hahaha..." Zhao Jun smiled instead of being angry, then shook his head, looked at Lin Musen and Xu Shengli next to him, and asked: "Botou Lin, Boss Xu, where are the accounts under your control?"

"Let's do it!" Lin Musen said: "I think there's nothing wrong with what you did, Technician Zhao."

This is a smart man!

The key is, they understand business!

Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and nodded without saying anything. He just took the tools and went over to check the ruler.

Just like that, we waited until about 10:40 when a big-ass jeep drove into Xinrangchang!

There are four people sitting in the car, and the one sitting in the cab must be the driver. And sitting in the co-pilot is Xu Baoshan, the leader of the acceptance team.

In the back seat, on the left is Dou Baoguo, the director of the production farm, and on the right is Zhou Chunming, the head of the forest farm.

The moment the car drove into the main gate of Lengchang, Li Ruhai, who had been looking out the window in the shack of the main gate, stood up suddenly and said to Old Yangtou: "Uncle, I'm leaving. We men have a chance."

Chat again."
To be continued...
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