Rebirth of Bayi Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest

The pork unloaded from both ends, along with some oil and internal organs, were packed into bags and put into the jeep. Li Long and Sun Jiaqiang then loaded the Fritillaria into the car.

In the afternoon, Li Long was skinning a wild boar and Sun Jiaqiang was helping. There were a few people coming over with Fritillaria to exchange for other things. Li Long was too busy to do it, so he asked Sun Jiaqiang to do the exchange.

"Your money is quite a bit today, twenty yuan." Li Long counted the money for Sun Jiaqiang, settled the bill for the day, and said:

"Cook the meat that can be cooked tonight, and let the offal simmer in the pot inside the house. You can take it out tomorrow when it's cold."

"Don't worry, Li Long. I will definitely see to it." Sun Jiaqiang counted the money with a smile and packed it away happily.

It was the first time he made so much money in one day, so he was naturally happy.

I have meat to eat every day, life is not tiring, and I live in a good place. I am really content.

Li Long's jeep was also full. The meat of the two wild boars, including their internal organs, basically filled up the trunk.

Those Fritillaria can only be placed in the back seat and the front passenger seat. Today, we harvested more than 100 kilograms of Fritillaria, which is much more than the same period last year.

Li Long also knew that there were many more people going into the mountains this year, otherwise the forest rangers would not have received so many Fritillarias.

Before getting on the bus, he reminded Sun Jiaqiang:
"Although I can throw the wild boar skin far away, the bloody smell will definitely attract wolves. Lock the door at night and don't come out no matter what happens."

"I understand. I have more experience than you in this regard. Last year and the year before last, I lived in a cave in the mountains, and that wolf really came up to me." Sun Jiaqiang waved his hand to reassure Li Long.

Li Long was driving back. When he passed Qingshui River, he could see from afar that the fire in the wheat field had not been extinguished yet, and the firewood had already piled up into several piles.

It seems that we have to inspect and remove a batch of porters here in the next two days.

When the jeep returned to the yard, Gu Xiaoxia had already returned home from get off work and was sitting in the yard.

Seeing Li Long coming back, she stood up with a smile.

Sister Yang poked her head out of the kitchen, saw Li Long getting out of the car and said:
"Her uncle, dinner will take a while..."

"Don't worry about me, I have to go out later." Li Long responded, and before Gu Xiaoxia asked, he explained to her:

"We killed a few wild boars today, and we can't store all the meat here. I'll leave some of it for Sister Yang to deal with later, and I'll send some of the rest to Uncle Liang and my parents. I'll come back after I've delivered them all - maybe I won't eat tonight, and I'll just have a meal anywhere."

"Okay." Gu Xiaoxia naturally had no objection. Her husband was a generous person, and the family had no worries about food and clothing. She herself had experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature in the fourth team, so she supported Li Long in this regard.

People who know how to be grateful are always better than those who are cold-hearted.

Li Long carried a bag of processed meat, offal and lard to the kitchen, then unloaded the Fritillaria and spread them out in the side room.

When he came out of the room, Gu Boyuan had just come over, so Li Long explained it again.

"Hey, did you find something again?" Gu Boyuan smiled, "Great! It makes me want to go into the mountains to take a look."

"Dad, you'd better take good care of your store." Gu Xiaoxia advised.

Gu Boyuan smiled and didn't respond.

Most of the literati like to carry swords and yearn for the martial arts world, but most of the literati after the Tang Dynasty, or after Xin Mou of the Song Dynasty, were just yearning for it. They became weaker and weaker as time went by. Although they looked down on warriors, they did not have the skills of warriors.

When it comes to giving orders, he knows everything when he talks, but when he does nothing, he is useless.

Although Gu Boyuan was not one of them, he had experienced it. But if he was really put in the mountains alone, he didn't think he had the ability like Li Long.

Li Long drove a jeep to Liang Donglou's house first and gave Uncle Liang a wild boar leg, a piece of pig lung and a pig heart - Uncle Liang liked to eat these.

"Why are you delivering meat again?" Liang Donglou, who was cleaning the tractor in the yard, complained. Chen Xiuzhu hurriedly helped to carry the wild boar leg into the house, and then arranged to pour water for Li Long.

"Aunt, I won't fall down. I'll leave right away." Li Long first said to Chen Xiuzhu, then smiled and said to Liang Donglou, "Uncle Liang, we're shooting. If we shoot a lot, we can eat some. Wenyu and the others can eat meat every meal there. My eldest brother is there with a sand gun, and he can shoot things from time to time."

"You can't just send it over every now and then, how much can we eat?" Liang Donglou took over the conversation, "Your eldest brother has a lot of people over there, why don't you put more over there?"

"Yes, yes. We got three this time." Li Long said proudly, "It's enough to eat."

"That's okay." Liang Donglou smiled.

Li Long was in a hurry to go to Team 4, and Liang Donglou did not keep anyone behind.

After the jeep left, the old man from the Shen family across the street came over, stood at the door and asked:
"Lao Liang, your son-in-law's brother is here again?"

"Well, here's a pork leg. I've told you not to send any more. How much meat can the two of us eat? The kid is sincere and generous. He comes here to send us some from time to time. Hey!" Liang Donglou pretended to complain, but his tone was full of pride and pride.

"Your daughter Yuemei has married into a good family." Old Man Shen knew what Old Liang was thinking. "How could we have eaten meat every day ten or twenty years ago? How could we have dared to think about it?"

"Who says it's not?" Lao Liang said as he wiped the tractor. "At that time, I never dared to think that I could have such a tractor at home. Hey, this kid is really good..."

Chen Xiuzhu was cleaning pork legs and cutting the meat in the kitchen. She had originally thought of asking her husband to come in and help, but when she heard voices outside, she smiled and decided to do it herself.

When Li Long drove to his eldest brother's yard, Liang Yuemei was cleaning up the dishes. Usually there were only two meals, and she made fish soup for the children in the evening, which they just finished drinking.

Hearing the sound of the jeep, Li Juan and Li Qiang were the first to run out. When the jeep entered the yard and Li Long got out of the car, the two children had already surrounded him.

"There's nothing delicious to eat today." Li Long smiled, "But we've hunted a wild boar, so you have to help your mother clean up the meat."

Two wild boars were brought back, one was left whole with the eldest brother, and one leg of the remaining one was left at the Liang family. Li Long planned to leave the other leg with Uncle Luo, and the rest was already placed in his own yard in the county.

Li Qingxia was not at home. Du Chunfang was tidying up the vegetable garden in Li Long's yard in the south. When she heard the sound of the jeep, she hurried back on her bound feet.

"What are you cooking?" Liang Yuemei asked as she saw Li Long carrying something downstairs, "You haven't eaten yet? Can I make you some noodles?"

"No, no." Li Long put down the bag and waved his hands hastily, "Sister-in-law, you have your own business with the meat and offal, don't worry about me. Oh, here are three wild boar stomachs, I didn't take them to the braided handle. Cook them and dry them first, and cook them for my eldest brother when he comes back, it will nourish his stomach."

"Okay." Liang Yuemei nodded and went to process the meat.

If there is meat and oil, then cook it. It is hot now, so there is no way to save the bones, so you have to cook them.

When Du Chunfang entered the yard, Li Long had already closed the door of the jeep and was ready to leave.

"Are you here to deliver the meat?" Du Chunfang asked as he listened to every word.

"Well, I hunted some wild boars in the mountains and sent one to you. You should eat more meat. You were short of meat before, so you need to make up for it now."

"I'm old, what can I do to make up for it?" Du Chunfang smiled, "In the mountains... is it okay?"

I originally thought that my youngest son was having a hard time living in the mountains, but it is obvious that he has grown taller and stronger, so it is hard to put the word "hard work" into words.

It's obvious that Li Long is not as dark as Liang Yuemei. He hasn't been exposed to the sun yet?
"Not bad, not bad." Li Long smiled, "I can make a lot of money this year."

"It doesn't matter if you make a lot of money or a little, as long as you are well, it's all good. How is your brother doing in the mountains?" Du Chunfang asked, "Is it hard?"

"It's definitely hard work, as I'm responsible for the work. But I can still eat meat every day," Li Long said. "It will be almost done in half a month."

Hearing her mother-in-law's concern for her husband, Liang Yuemei, who was sorting meat in the kitchen, smiled.

"Mom, I won't say anything more. I'll send the remaining leg to Uncle Luo."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. Your father and Lao Tao haven't come back from fishing yet. I'll tell them when they come back."

"it is good."

Li Long responded, said hello to his sister-in-law, started the jeep and left for Laomahao.

When they arrived at Laomahao, Li Long stopped the jeep when it was halfway into the yard.

The car couldn't drive in. Uncle Luo and another old man from the village were drinking a small table between them. There was a plate of cold cabbage and a plate of scrambled eggs on the table.

Seeing the jeep entering the yard, Uncle Luo stood up hurriedly, and the old man moved in with the small coffee table in both hands to make room.

Uncle Luo took the stool away, and Li Long's jeep drove in.

After getting off the bus, Li Long recognized that the old man was a five-guarantee household in the team, known as Yang Laoliu.

This is also a mysterious figure. It is said that he has extremely fast legs and feet. Even young people in their sixties or seventies cannot catch up with him sometimes.

"Hey, Xiaolong is back...he brought something. There is a smell of blood in your car." Yang Laoliu smiled.

"Yes, I hunted a wild boar in the mountains today. Bring a leg to my uncle Luo." Li Long took the wild boar leg down. "I haven't finished eating the meat yet." Uncle Luo and the other old men said the same thing, with pride on their faces.

As a five-guarantee household, he received meat from others, but Yang Laoliu did not.

Yang Laoliu did not hide the jealousy on his face at all:
"Lao Luo, you've found a good job. You've met a good person."

"Then I'm lucky." Old Uncle Luo smiled and said to Li Long, "You came here so late, you haven't eaten yet? Come, sit down, I'll get you something to eat."

Li Long hastily declined, but Yang Laoliu pointed to the stool and said, "Just sit down if I tell you to. You must be exhausted after this day, right?"

Maybe because all the meat had been delivered, Li Long felt a little tired.

"Come, have a drink." Yang Laoliu rinsed Lao Luo's cup with wine, then poured a glass for Li Long, "You drive, don't drink too much, drink a glass to activate your blood circulation."

"What are you drinking? Let the child eat something first." Lao Luo said at the door.

"Okay, then you have to get a pair of chopsticks?" Yang Laoliu did not forget to argue with Lao Luo.

Before Li Long could make a move, Uncle Luo had already taken the chopsticks and two pieces of Guokui:

"This is the pot cake that Lao Chai from the team brought to me. You can eat it first."

"Okay, Lao Luo, you hid the good stuff from me." Yang Laoliu looked dissatisfied, "I came here and you only gave me dry steamed buns..."

"Then can you be the same as Xiaolong?" Uncle Luo was not polite at all and choked Yang Laoliu.

Li Long ate and laughed at the same time. He thought it was quite interesting to see the two old people bickering with each other.

Uncle Luo quickly fried some celery and meat, and brought out a few pickled eggs, the kind that are boiled.

Yang Laoliu was unhappy again, and Laoshu Luo started to argue with him again. After the argument, he did not forget to say to Li Long:
"Don't be fooled by his honesty now. He was not a good person before. When he was with Sheng Shicai, he was a colonel in the fifth section of the second section of the Northern Xinjiang Public Security Administration. How could he be a good person in the second section?"

"What's wrong with the second subject?" Li Long was a little surprised. He really didn't understand.

"At that time, anyone who had anything to do with this was related to spies." Uncle Luo explained, "He was considered to be in the Military Control Commission, right?"

"What's wrong with the Military Control Commission? I graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy."

"Whampoa Military Academy?" Li Long was shocked. This guy is a colonel and also from Whampoa. Could he be some hidden boss?
"Of course." Yang Laoliu looked proud.

"Go to hell." Old Uncle Luo ignored him. "Don't you know how much water your Huangpu has? It's a ten-point school, right? Wucheng Infantry School, run by Old Jin, how good can it be?"

Li Long finally understood. However, he had heard that Huangpu had many branches at that time, in the northwest, Xi'an and Dihua at that time.

"Hey, Yang is dead, the money is gone, here comes Old Sheng to supervise..." Old Uncle Luo recited a jingle, "This Old Yang is Sheng Shicai's lackey - that is to say, he quit early, otherwise he would have been gone during the suppression of counter-revolutionaries."

Listening to these contemporary people talking about the historical experiences of that time, Li Long thought it was quite interesting. While eating, he asked:
"Uncle Yang, what were you doing at that time?"

"Watching people." Yang Laoliu poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip and said, "Watching people every day is annoying. I once watched a man named Zhou for half a year..."

"Your last name is Zhou? What's your name? What year?"

"About the forties, around 1940?" Yang Laoliu thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be around that time. His name was Zhou... Zhou Bin?"

"Poof!" Li Long spat out the food he had just eaten. He pointed at Yang Laoliu with his chopsticks and said:
"Who are you targeting?"

"Zhou Bin!" Yang Laoliu looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Uncle Luo also asked Li Long:
"What's wrong?"

Li Longxin said that people really don’t know at this time!

He thought, they are both in Wucheng, with the same name, so it shouldn’t be wrong, right?

He put down his chopsticks and said seriously:
"Do you know who Zhou Bin is?"

"That's Zhou Bin, who else could it be?"

"You work for the Military Control Commission, don't you know that names can be changed?" Li Long laughed angrily, "You really don't know his true identity?"

"I don't know. My superiors asked me to keep an eye on it, so I'll keep an eye on it."

"Xiaolong, who is that?" Uncle Luo knew that when Li Long said this, things were really complicated.

"Zhou Bin is a pseudonym. His real identity is the old man's younger brother, Zemin." Li Long's voice was not loud, but to Uncle Luo and Yang Laoliu, it was like a bolt from the blue!
Yang Laoliu couldn't hold the chopsticks anymore, and he didn't even notice as the two chopsticks fell to the ground one by one.

Li Long didn't expect that he would hear something shocking from the two people's quarrel.

If this Yang Laoliu was related to the sacrifice of this revolutionary martyr, shouldn't he report it?

"Uncle Yang, do you remember which year you were targeted?" Li Long asked again.

"Around 1940..."

"Can you write down the details?" Li Long vaguely remembered that the martyr died in 1943.

"I left the Public Security Bureau in 1940 or 1941." Yang Laoliu answered mechanically.

"What?"

"What else could it be? Gambling." Old Uncle Luo also recovered and said for him, "This guy has a lot of bad habits. He gambles and embezzles public funds. How can he continue to work in that place? His wife even ran away..."

"It was okay in 1941." Li Long vaguely remembered that the man was arrested in 1942 and died in 1943.

Slowly, Yang Laoliu recovered, just drank one cup of wine after another, and then talked about what happened at that time.

Li Long then knew that in the Northern Xinjiang of that era, Jin Shuren, who was promoted by Yang Zengxin, invited Sheng Shicai to come in. However, the latter became too powerful, so Sheng Shicai drove Jin Shuren away and became the Governor of Northern Xinjiang himself.

"Did Sheng Shicai leave any treasure behind when he left?" Li Long remembered what Uncle Luo and the others had said.

That is the story of the treasure hidden in Mantou Mountain.

"It's hard to say. Anyway, it's true that Sheng Shicai left in a hurry." Yang Laoliu said, "But Jin Shuren embezzled the gold that was used by the Northern Xinjiang government to buy cars from Belarus. Chiang Kai-shek sentenced him to six years in prison..."

"And the gold?"

"I don't know. Some say it was hidden, others say it was robbed. Who can tell?"

Yang Laoliu talked a lot and didn't go back until it was completely dark.

Li Long wanted to send him off, but Yang Laoliu and Uncle Luo refused.

"Don't think he drank a lot, he's actually in good shape. Look how swiftly he walks. We call him 'the leg of the dead', which he developed at that time... Alas, this guy... is hard to describe."

Li Long didn't know why his explanation failed, but not only did he fail to find out the truth about the treasure, but he also added some doubts to himself.

As for Yang Laoliu's matter, since it did not directly lead to those results, it is not easy for him to say whether it was good or bad.

After all, who can fully explain these things in history?

Li Long vaguely remembered that in his previous life, Yang Laoliu ended up in a nursing home and lived to be over eighty years old, which was considered a good death.

It was getting dark, and Uncle Luo wanted Li Long to stay here for one night before going back. Li Long smiled and pointed at the jeep and said:
"With this, I can get home in half an hour. With the headlights, I have nothing to fear."

He was really not afraid. He only drank one glass. Now most of the people had dispersed. Seeing that it was already past eleven o'clock and almost twelve o'clock, he said goodbye to Uncle Luo and drove his jeep westward.

There are still many things to do tomorrow.

I can't stay idle all day long.

But it was worth it to have dinner in the evening and hear such wonderful things.

It was already twelve o'clock when the jeep entered the compound.

Everyone in the yard was awake, waiting for him. (End of this chapter)