The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

Inside the yurt, more than twenty skinned gazelles and more than forty gazelle skins were piled up in two separate locations.

The people in the brigade helped to pack and deliver these things, and they only kept the meat, returning all the hides.

Zhou Zhiming looked at the mutton and exclaimed excitedly, "Master, there's so much meat! This is the first time I've ever seen so much meat piled up like this!"

Before the gazelles were skinned, they didn't look particularly impressive, but once they were processed, the impact was immediately apparent.

Song Hai couldn't suppress his envy as he thought to himself: With so much meat, how long will it take to eat it all?

"Zhiming, when we get back to Beijing, we'll split it equally among ourselves!" Li Kaixin sat on the bed next to him, smiling as he looked at the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiming waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, Master, these were all made by you, how can I accept them?"

He didn't plan to accept the few that Su had given him.

"Yes, senior brother, you should keep it for yourself!" Song Hai also declined.

Li Kaixin put on a stern face, deliberately adopting a serious expression: "Regardless of who made the call, we went together, so naturally we should split the money equally. Stop passing the buck, it's settled then."

Zhou Zhiming wanted to speak again, but seeing his master's uncompromising attitude, he didn't know what to say.

Just then, Master Chen came in from outside carrying a large bucket of things.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong with you all? Why aren't you saying anything?"

As soon as Zhou Zhiming saw his master enter, he immediately told him what his master had just said.

After listening, Master Chen fell silent, his brows furrowing slightly.

He had been at the transport station for many years, and there were times when he and the other workers at the station would hunt together and share the spoils, but in those times everyone worked together.

Li Kaixin noticed the hesitation in Master Chen's eyes, so he spoke up:

"Master, don't overthink it. When you went hunting with the other masters before, the spoils were always split equally. We can't break the unspoken rules of the transport station this time, can we?"

"Alright, happy." Seeing that things had come to this point, Master Chen sighed, "This time, the few of us will take advantage of you."

Seeing that Master Chen agreed, Li Kaixin finally smiled again.

Zhou Zhiming and Song Hai also laughed.

Although I was thinking I shouldn't take them, if we really divided them equally, each person would get five or six yellow sheep, which would amount to several hundred pounds of meat!

At that moment, Zhou Zhiming noticed the bucket at Master Chen's feet.

Curious, he leaned closer and peered inside: "Master, what are you holding in your hand?"

"Salt! I was worried the meat would spoil on the way, so I specifically bought it from a local."

Master Chen smiled, picked up the bucket, and walked to the place where the mutton was piled up. He turned around and called out, "Zhiming, Xiaohai, you two come and help."

As soon as he finished speaking, he squatted down.

When Zhou Zhiming, Song Hai, and Master Chen started fighting, Li Kaixin wanted to help, but the three of them stopped him.

The reason given was simple: it would be really unreasonable to ask him to do something for such a small matter.

Li Kaixin smiled helplessly, didn't insist any further, turned around and sat back on the bed, watching the three of them get busy.

The three of them rubbed all the mutton with salt, and it was already around 7 p.m.

Zhou Zhiming stretched and patted his arms, exclaiming, "Wow, that's a lot! Finally finished!"

"Zhiming, if you think it's too much, just take out your share," Song Hai, who is usually not very talkative, said casually.

A slight smile played on his lips, clearly indicating that he was in a good mood.

Zhou Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and stared at Song Hai with wide eyes: "Brother Song, when did you become so talkative? This isn't like you at all."

Song Hai blushed slightly under his gaze and reverted to his usual taciturn demeanor.

Seeing this, Master Chen smiled and chimed in, "Zhiming, Xiaohai was right just now. If you don't want it, we can reluctantly help you share the burden."

"Master, you're bullying me!" Zhou Zhiming immediately put on a wronged expression. "When did I say I didn't want it?"

"Who bullied you?" Master Chen smiled and turned to look at Song Hai, giving him a wink. "Xiao Hai, do you think he said that just now?"

Song Hai glanced at Zhou Zhiming and nodded in agreement with his master.

Seeing himself isolated and helpless, Zhou Zhiming looked pitifully at Li Kaixin: "Master, you be the judge, did I say anything or not?"

Li Kaixin was watching the show when Zhou Zhiming brought it up, and she quickly waved her hand, saying, "I don't understand, I don't know, don't ask me."

Li Kaixin's three consecutive "no's" left Zhou Zhiming completely dumbfounded.

Upon seeing this, Master Chen burst out laughing.

Song Hai wasn't much better off; he covered his mouth and kept chuckling to himself.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Bayar's voice came from outside: "Brother Kaixin, Master Chen, the bonfire party is ready, come out quickly!"

"Coming!" Li Kaixin responded, then stood up and greeted them, "Let's go, don't keep them waiting."

The four of them lifted the curtain and went outside; it was already completely dark.

From afar, a bonfire could be seen burning in the square, with dozens of figures gathered around it, seemingly busy with something.

Nearby, Bayar, Chagan, Choktu, Risu, and the four Mongolian brothers I had met that afternoon were all standing there, smiling and waiting.

Although Chaoketu and his group were from the neighboring brigade, they were related to this side by marriage, and it was common for them to visit each other like this.

Chao Ketu came up to Li Kaixin and patted him on the arm: "Comrade Li Kaixin, tonight we're going to drink until we drop!"

"No problem, Brother Chaoketu!" Li Kaixin responded readily.

Upon hearing this, Bayar and Chagan exchanged a glance, both seeing schadenfreude in each other's eyes.

They had witnessed Li Kaixin's drinking prowess firsthand; many of them took turns drinking with him, but he remained unfazed.

At this moment, Risu stepped forward and urged, "Brother Li Kaixin, let's go over there! Everyone should be here by the square!"

As he spoke, he led the way.

Seeing this, Li Kaixin and Chaoketu immediately followed.

Bayar and Chagan didn't rush to leave; they still needed to call the rest of the transport team.

On the way to the square, Li Kaixin chatted casually with Chaoketu and a few others.

Afterwards, Master Chen deliberately slowed down Song Hai and Zhou Zhiming by a few steps.

Seeing that they had spread out, Master Chen lowered his voice and reminded them, "Zhiming, Xiaohai, you two have important business tonight, don't drink too much."

Zhou Zhiming and Song Hai both nodded emphatically after hearing this.

Remembering something, Zhou Zhiming asked in a low voice, "Master, should we remind Master too? He just promised not to leave until he's drunk."

"Just mind your own business, your master doesn't need to worry about you."

After Master Chen finished speaking, he followed.

Zhou Zhiming touched his nose and then quickened his pace.