Chapter 288: The Flying Eagle's Book

Getting up from the ground, the fat man laughed at Captain Zhao: "Our black blind man ran here to accompany Dudu."

After Company Commander Zhao saluted everyone, he shook hands one by one. After listening to Li Qiang's introduction to Mr. Lin, Company Commander Zhao did not dare to neglect and immediately summoned all the soldiers of the company to salute Mr. Lin together. Even the fat man pulled his chest and felt very glorious.

Although Mr. Lin was not wearing military uniforms and could not return the gift, he shook hands with the soldiers one by one, stationed in the mountains, almost isolated from the world. These soldiers were all good.

Then, everyone walked around the radar station and saw the soldiers relying on themselves, raising pigs, chickens, geese, and vegetables. Mr. Lin became even happier.

Benben followed the fat man's butt, feeling warm. The fat man took out a few candy balls and gave them to the two bears to eat. There were two super bodyguards standing behind him, basically in Daqingshan, who could shake his arms horizontally.

The supper was also extremely sumptuous. In order to welcome Mr. Lin and the villagers in Kaoshantun, he deliberately killed a pig. Wang Sanpao was here, so he naturally took the tricks himself.

However, there was a young soldier who claimed to be a good pig killer at home. Wang Sanpao, with the idea of ​​supporting his younger generation, gave him the knife.

The fat pig with a weight of more than 200 kilograms was pressed onto the chopping board. The little soldier saluted everyone first, then took the knife in his hand, and stabbed the pig's neck neatly.

He heard the big pig roar and then struggled hard, and he actually jumped down from the chopping board and ran wildly in the yard. At least 20 soldiers were chasing behind him, but they couldn't catch up.

The little soldier looked at the knife in his hand and couldn't help but touch the back of his head: "This is a bit short."

In the end, the fat man blocked the fat pig and kicked it down. The soldiers rushed forward and then carried it back.

This time, Wang Sanpao personally took the initiative to cut the throat and the artery with one knife, and the pig blood flowed into the basin below.

Company Commander Zhao said to the little warrior over there: "Learn hard, even pigs can't be killed. How can you kill the enemy when you go to the battlefield?"

Wang Sanpao is worthy of being an old pig slayer. He is clean and neat. After a while, he takes off his hair, shaving his skin, shaving his bones and cutting his flesh. Even the pig intestines and belly is turned over. He specially asks people to clean it and then get blood sausages.

The bones and several large pieces of pork belly were thrown into the pot, plus the heart and liver, pig's belly, pig's head, pig's tail, and a large pot filled with the pig's blood. Wang Sanpao mixed the pig's blood, then filled the blood sausages and cooked the blood sausages on the big pot outside the military camp. The little soldier pounded the garlic and mashed the garlic. That was so exciting, the garlic jar almost crushed.

Suddenly, someone shouted: "What a big eagle."

The fat man looked up and waved his hand repeatedly: "Xiaobai, I'm here."

Xiaobai landed underground, with a proud posture and disdain for the soldiers. The fat man couldn't help but mutter: "Stop pretending to be big here, tell you that everyone here can shoot you down from the sky."

The soldiers also surrounded them to see the new things. When they heard that this was the legendary Hai Dongqing, they looked at Xiaobai even more eagerly.

Lao Yaozi glanced at it and said, "It seems that something is tied to the eagle's legs. When the fat man saw it, he was a small pocket. After thinking about it, he probably was a trick made by Qiqi.

So I untied the cloth bag, and there was indeed a small note inside. After unwrapped it, it read in a pencil, "Fat Uncle, is Benben at the radar station? I asked Xiaobai to bring the news back."

It turned out that Qiqi was waiting at home and was really anxious, so she came up with this trick. Xiaobai finally found the traces of the fat man with his sensitive vision.

The fat man took out the paper and pen from his shirt pocket and began to write: "Qiqi, Benben is on the radar station, don't worry." Then he scratched his head and added another sentence to the back, "I hope you can study with peace of mind and improve every day."

After writing, he put it back in his small pocket and tied it on Xiaobai's legs. Xiaobai's loud cry soared into the sky and soon disappeared.

The soldiers were all amazed. They had heard of flying pigeons delivering letters, but they had never seen eagles delivering letters.

The fat man rolled his eyes and said to Company Commander Zhao: "If there is any urgent matter in the future, we will ask Xiaobai to deliver the letter. This guy will probably be here in two hours."

I was busy until dark and the meal started. There were a row of plates on the long table, one for each four: a plate of white meat, a plate of bone-decomposed meat, a plate of blood sausage, a plate of platter, bitter intestine, pig belly, pig heart, liver, pig ears, pig mouth strips, everything was included. In addition, the mashed garlic paste was filled with five or six bowls.

The pig's head has been made into a pig's head suffocator by Wang Sanpao. He can't eat it tonight, but even these are already extremely rich.

I sang a song as usual before the meal. In order to express my respect for Mr. Lin, today I sang Chairman Mao’s "The Long March of Seven-Lords". The Red Army was not afraid of the difficulties of expeditions. The majestic songs sounded, and even Fatty and Wang Sanpao and others followed him, let alone Mr. Lin.

"Please speak to everyone." As soon as Captain Zhao finished speaking, the soldiers applauded vigorously.

"I'll say it after I have something to eat - start a meal!" Mr. Lin is worthy of being an old soldier. He knows everyone's thoughts best. He waved his hand and picked up chopsticks. The soldiers were stunned, and then applauded again.

The fat man picked up a piece of 3-layer waist strip, dipped it in some garlic and stuffed it into his mouth, and then praised: "It's worthy of being the People's Liberation Army, and the pigs raised are very fragrant."

Mr. Lin picked up a piece of blood sausage and then picked up his big finger at Wang Sanpao: "It's fragrant and tender, and the skills are really good."

Wang Sanpao laughed: "Lao Lin, if you come before the New Year, every family will kill pigs and eat this every day, hahaha."

The few things on the table were all eaten and filled. One meal, I ate half of the pig. The fat man took out a large bag of tea: "Everyone drinks some tea to remove the greasy."

Of course, Company Commander Zhao would not miss this opportunity and invited Mr. Lin to the newly built venue to hold a tea party, and listen to Mr. Lin telling the original revolutionary story.

It was not until after ten o'clock that it ended. When I left the house, I saw that it was already raining outside, and no one in the house noticed it.

"I wanted to go on the road tomorrow, but now I can't walk. It seems that I want to keep me for more than one day with my comrades." Old Lin couldn't help but sigh and looked back, and saw that the young soldiers all showed joy.

After staying at the radar for two nights, the fat man and the others continued to enter the mountain. Li Qiang, He Yong, and the pig-killing warrior Wang Tiegang were accompanied. Company Commander Zhao originally wanted to send a squad, but he was still rejected by Mr. Lin.

The mountains after the rain are fresher and the roads are easy to walk on. As long as there is grass on the ground, you won’t be afraid of any heavy rain.

Especially in the woods, there are thick layers of pine needles and fallen leaves on the ground. It rains a little bit, which does not affect your walking at all. The more you go up the mountain, there are more and more birds and beasts in the forest. In such a place, no one dares to enter rashly except for dozens of people around the entire Daqing Mountain.

The speed of traveling was not fast, because from time to time, Mr. Lin and Lao Yaozi had to stop and pick some herbs to study. The fat man also paid attention to observation. When he encountered some tree species he didn't know, he asked Wang Sanpao for advice.

"Fatty, this is a linden tree. You see, flower buds have grown on it. It will bloom white flowers in less than half a month. Bees like to collect this honey." Wang Sanpao pointed to several big trees in the miscellaneous forest and introduced to the fat man.

These linden trees are varied in size, several dozen meters tall and only a few meters short. The bark explodes layer by layer, and clusters of flower buds on the branches and leaves. Wild bees are already flying around. It is probably a reconnaissance.

"It would be great if Old Wu moved the bee chest here. It is said that linden honey is a fine product." The fat man said with a smile.

"It's not just the honey of linden trees, but the roots of linden trees can also be used as medicine, mainly for bruises and injuries and rheumatism." Mr. Lin also said from the side. Perhaps in the eyes of him and Lao Yaozi, any plant can be used as medicine.

"There are quite a lot of linden trees in this forest." The fat man muttered and came to a linden tree. Suddenly, he saw a few gray things sticking to the bark, and couldn't help but approach and take a closer look.

"Bone fungus!" The fat man couldn't help but scream. The things on the bark of the tree that he had eaten before should be the black fungus he had eaten before, but the black ear was slightly larger, with black on the front, gray on the back, and a layer of fine fluff.

"Well, it is indeed wild black fungus. Now this is spring ear, and the best one is Qiu Erzi." Wang Sanpao also affirmed the fat man's statement.

Of course, the fat man refused to let go, so he chose a large black fungus and reached out to pick it. The black fungus is very elastic. It was pulled down from the bark by the fat man, and there was a little bit of wood at the root.

After putting it in your hand, the fat man realized that it was very different from artificially cultivated fungus: the flesh is thicker, and it is like adding colloid, which is very strong.

Looking through the sun, it is faintly reddish-brown, which makes people feel an illusion, as if it was carved out of agate.

"I guess this is definitely more delicious than artificial fungus. Haha, let's stir-fry a plate of fungus to try in the evening." The fat man had never tasted wild fungus, so he couldn't help but feel a little greedy.

When Lao Yaozi heard this, he laughed: "Fatty, you may not be able to eat this. Fresh fungus cannot be eaten. It is poisonous inside. It will itch and it will cause red bumps after eating it. It must be dried and then drained with water before you can eat it."

"This is the first time I heard of this." The fat man scratched the back of his head. It was probably in the mountains that he would live and learn until he was old.

The soldier Wang Tiegang was about to collect fungus, but after hearing what Lao Yaozi said, he pulled his hand back. They wanted to march all the way, so there was time to dry fungus.

The fat man was a little unwilling to accept: It would be a pity to miss such a good thing? Seeing that the old medicine and they started to study other plants, the fat man got into the forest and picked black fungus alone.

As he walked, he tripped under his feet and the fat man staggered and almost fell down. It turned out that he was just looking up at the trunk of the tree, but he didn't notice that there was a rotten stump under his feet.

The fat man was about to kick him, but suddenly he found that there were black fungus on the tree stump, densely packed. The fat man was overjoyed and quickly took his feet back and directly put the big wooden stake in.

It turned out that there were more black fungus on the decaying basswood. The fat man found a knock on the door, projected his eyes to the ground, and specially collected those dead branches and wooden stakes. The harvest was indeed rich.

Later, he simply collected some small saplings that grew on the ground. He didn't care what kind of tree it was, but he would use it in the future.

"Fatty, why are you digging saplings?" Wang Sanpao appeared beside the fat man. Seeing that he was digging a linden sapling vigorously, he couldn't help asking.

"Haha, take it back and keep it for the tree." The fat man was looked at by him and had to tell the truth.

Wang Sanpao laughed: "Lin trees can reproduce by using seeds. When it is autumn, it will be easier to pull some seeds."
Chapter completed!