Chapter 258: There is a gun in my heart

A long shoulder pole was horizontally above the fat man's shoulders, and two large chicken cages were hung on it, with twenty chickens inside. Although each chicken was only 30 or 4 kilograms, the forty ones were added together, and there were also 150 kilograms, and the shoulder pole was bent. However, the fat man seemed to be fine, making people amazed at his power.

Lao Yaozi carried a large medicine basket and a medicine hoe in his hand. This is the guy he eats, and he is indispensable every time he enters the mountain.

The two soldiers were carrying guns on their shoulders and a dirt basket, which contained duck eggs and goose eggs. The eggs were spared, so they sent the little hen up the mountain and slowly down.

Wang Sanpao and Political Commissar Wang carried tents, cooking utensils, etc., and none of them were empty-handed. In addition, they also brought a lot of rapeseed and packed them in cloth pockets.

When I entered the forest, I was full of vitality everywhere. The big trees began to sprout and grow leaves. The shrubs were lush and weeds emerged from the fertile pine needles. Some early-blooming small flowers could not wait to bloom with smiles.

Squirrels jumping around the trees, and all kinds of birds can be seen everywhere, most of which are migratory birds flying from the south. "Dangdang" is the sharp beak of the woodpecker hitting the trunk; "Cuckoo-Cuckoo-" is the deep chirping of the cuckoo...

There is a farming proverb: Crows in the Waking of Insects are yelling, and birds are all coming. As spring returns to the earth, birds become active.

Because I had to go to three ginseng harvesting sites separately, I walked along the path leading to the radar station for a while, and then took a different path under the guidance of Lao Yaozi.

The fat man didn't care about these things. Anyway, there were two old people who ran to the mountain and would definitely not get lost. At noon, he came to a big forest. According to Lao Yaozi, there was a ginseng tree here.

The fat man was convinced. In his eyes, he could not tell the difference between so many forests, but both Wang Sanpao and Lao Yaozi followed in the vegetable garden in front of and behind his house.

"That's it!" Lao Yaozi put down the medicine basket behind him and began to circle around the nearby big trees. The fat man scratched his head: "Uncle Yaozi, didn't you make a red cloth strip?"

"Do you think we just go into the mountain. There are no less than a dozen people who dig ginseng on this mountain. It's just that there are fewer and fewer wild ginseng in the past two years, so there are fewer and fewer people who specialize in collecting ginseng. But what if they are seen?" Lao Yaozi lowered his head and looked for it carefully, while telling the fat man.

"Hehe, then it's really three hundred taels of silver here." The fat man thought that this was the case. It would be strange if anyone saw a red cloth strip tied to the tree and didn't look for it carefully.

Speaking of spring, this season is the most difficult time to collect ginseng. It has just grown leaves and is difficult to find. Although Lao Yaozi knew that the ginseng was nearby, he still searched for it for a long time.

The fat man felt it was troublesome, so he simply opened up a large-scale search and quickly positioned it accurately: "Political Commissar Wang, move it first, and the ginseng is stepping under his feet."

Political Commissar Wang had never seen the harvest of wild ginseng. He was about to take a good look. After hearing what the fat man said, he quickly jumped away. Lao Yaozi ran over with a medicine hoe: "Haha, it's still the fat man's eyes that work."

So he first dug the surroundings and slowly lifted the ginseng out of the soil without hurting a single root. Seeing the white and tender ginseng right in front of him, the three PLAs were also amazed.

"I've been open today. I wonder how many years have it been?" Political Commissar Wang sighed.

"This can last about ten years." Lao Yaozi said, looking at the reed head of ginseng. In fact, the easiest way is to look at the leaves. If it is a sixth-grade leaf, it will be more than six years. But now the leaves have just been budding and cannot be seen.

"If I didn't dig it, it would be great to keep it here for decades." Political Commissar Wang was also a little regretful. Ten years were still a bit short for wild ginseng.

"It's okay, we just send it to the radar station, it's safe there." The fat man happily handed over a dirt basket, decorated it with soil, then took the ginseng from the old medicine, put it inside, and covered it with a straw curtain.

"This is also for the soldiers to eat. No, it's too expensive." Political Commissar Wang waved his hands repeatedly, and it was understandable that it was like chicken, duck, fish, meat, etc., giving ginseng is a bit too much. Besides, the soldiers are all young men with strong energy, and they don't need this. I heard that if someone with strong qi and blood supplements ginseng, they will have nosebleeds.

The fat man laughed twice: "We have a natural ginseng base on the radar station. It is safer to move ginseng there."

"So that's how it is." Political Commissar Wang couldn't help laughing, and then said, "Okay, it's not convenient for soldiers to use ginseng in the future!"

"Not to mention ginseng, even people, we are willing to give up." The fat man glanced at Wang Sanpao and said to himself: People like Uncle Wang San can really take out their hearts.

Everyone continued to move forward, while the fat man secretly sent the ginseng into the wooden box first. If he really put it in the basket, he would not have to live. This thing is very delicate. If he left the local area of ​​life, even if he could live, his quality would decrease a lot, becoming the so-called transplanted ginseng. However, for the fat man, this problem does not exist.

Seeing the fat man carrying a load and carrying a basket, Political Commissar Wang felt a little disgusted: "Comrade Huang, give me the basket."

"It's okay, my physique is nothing to add another hundred kilograms." Of course, the fat man couldn't let go of the earth basket. If someone else found this secret, it would be broken.

After walking out of the forest, a hillside came in front of him. Wang Sanpao asked everyone to rest here. He took out his military kettle, filled the mountain stream with spring water, and had a drink first.

The fat man and Wang Sanpao began to prepare food, set up a small pot, heated the dried food he brought to the top, and then fry two eggs each, and a lunch was over.

After a while, the pot was cold. Wang Sanpao, Lao Yaozi and Fatty urinated on the fire. Political Commissar Wang and the other two were embarrassed, so they drew some stream water on it, ensuring that they would not rekindle and continued on the road.

In the evening, I dug up a second old ginseng tree. The fat man was very happy: the things I got were considered his own. You should know that there are many wild animals in the mountains. If they are arched by wild boars or something, it will be heartbreaking.

There is a small pond where the camping place, and the fat man takes the scoop and catches fish in it. In addition to the scoop, most of them are willow roots and old fish. Although this thing looks similar to willow roots, it is very ferocious and is a carnivorous fish. It is precisely because of this that it is particularly delicious.

The fish in the pond was quite dense, so I quickly took a small basin and everyone started to clean up the fish. According to Wang Sanpao's suggestion, the old man's head was also thrown away. According to him, there were parasites inside.

Pour oil into the iron pot, then use a sauce fryer, put the fish in it, stir-fry, add some soup, and slowly gulp over low heat.

The soldiers had already set up the tents, six people and three tents, which were enough. They were covered with sheepskin coats, which were neither damp nor cold, and there was no need to worry about getting sick.

Lao Yao sprinkled some corn shreds on the chickens and added some water. After eating and drinking, the little hens stopped making noise and squeezed together to sleep.

The fat man's sauce stewed with small fish was also out of the pot, and the soup was basically clean. The surface of the fish was covered with a layer of oily sauce, which looked like it was appetite.

Just eat it with big pancakes, it is particularly sweet. Especially the old man fish, the meat is white and very tender, with a strong sauce aroma, which is very delicious.

Finally, there was a fish bone left, but there was no small fish left in the pot. The fat man patted his belly and said, "Why didn't I taste this flavor from the sauce last night?"

"Haha, there is a car owner who is competing with the whole fish banquet, so of course I didn't care. In fact, if you want to eat delicious food, this is still the same." Wang Sanpao said with a smile.

"Well, the way of eating is the most important thing about time and occasion. Sometimes, the delicacies of mountains and seas cannot taste it; and sometimes, simple rice can also taste it!" The fat man felt the deepest in this regard.

He added some wood to the fire and boiled a pot of boiling water. The fat man threw some tea into the pot, and everyone sat around to drink tea. It was already dark and the moon also showed a round face from the east. Next to the fire, the red flames reflected the red faces of everyone, and they had a feeling of heart-to-heart talk with each other.

"Such a beautiful mountain is worth our protection." The fat man suddenly said, and even the three People's Liberation Army nodded. Only by being in the mountains can we truly appreciate its breadth and depth, and understand its importance better.

The fat man got up and checked the chicken cage, then yawned and said, "I'll go to bed first, and wait until the second night to ask me to change the guard."

Wang Sanpao laughed: "Every time you do this, you will sleep all night long after you finish it. Like a dead pig, you are quite a big person, who is so embarrassed to rob you?"

"Then I'll be in the middle of the night." The fat man grabbed his head, feeling that what Wang Sanpao said seemed to be a real thing.

"It's all right if we have two of us." The two soldiers also spoke with their lips pursed. There will always be more joy when they are with the fat man.

"It's okay, you guys go to bed first, I'm in energy." The fat man pushed the two of them into the tent.

Wang Sanpao also pulled the old medicine into the tent: "Fatty, please greet us if you have something to do - Oh, I'm really tired from leaving this day. I can't take a break from my old arms and legs. I can't do it well, and I'll have to wait until dawn."

The fat man yelled twice. He knew that Wang Sanpao was a fool of himself. Who doesn’t know him? He is the most alert in the mountains.

I found a big piece of wood to put it under my butt. The fat man sat next to the fire, holding a red tassel gun in his arms. The surroundings were silent, and only the wood mixers in the fire occasionally made light sounds, like hypnotic notes.

Before he knew it, the fat man sat there and fell asleep. After walking for a day, he was carrying a load of more than 100 kilograms. The fat man was also tired.

Suddenly, the fat man was awakened by a noise. The sound came from the chicken cage, which was the flapping of the chicken's wings and the horrifying chirping.

The fat man jumped up suddenly, and the red tassel gun was erected in front of his chest. With the help of the quiet moonlight, the fat man saw two green eyes flashing on the chicken cage.

"Little leopard!" The fat man couldn't help but exclaim. His two upright ears, spots vaguely visible on his body, and his long tail did look like a little leopard. Seeing the fat man, he was not scared away, and he opened his mouth and showed his sharp fangs, as if he was demonstrating there.

"What little leopard, that's a cabbage." Wang Sanpao showed his head out of the tent, as if he had known all this for a long time, or hadn't slept at all.

The black shadow on the chicken cage flashed, and its movements were as fast as lightning. No wonder he didn't take the fat man seriously just now. With this speed, the fat man really couldn't do anything to others.

The fat man knew that the scientific name of the cabbage is a leopard cat, which is smaller than a leopard and much larger than a domestic cat. He is quick to move and is good at climbing trees. It is not easy to catch the leopard cat in the forest.

It must be these little chickens who attracted this guy. Even in some villages, some crocodiles often come to eat the little chickens. Moreover, these guys are fierce and bloodthirsty, and often bite all the chickens to death, which is very hateful.

Seeing Shancaizi running away, the fat man was powerless and could only watch. At this moment, he suddenly saw Shancaizi's body jumping high, then fell heavily to the ground, making an angry roar, but he was struggling on the spot.

Wang Sanpao's laughter also reminded him: "Don't think I can't cure you without a gun, hahaha--"

The fat man touched the back of his head and thought to himself: I wonder if this is the legendary state of "no gun in his hand, but no gun in his heart".
Chapter completed!