Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

"Monkey King, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you everywhere!"

After searching the ticket hall, waiting room, and platform, they finally found Hou Jun in the small canteen.

Hou Jun was squatting in a corner of the canteen watching the chef skin a sheep.

"Junior brother, what do you want? I'm here to supervise the work; we can't let them steal any food."

Chang Kun quickly covered Hou Jun's mouth. This guy doesn't think before he speaks. These days, you can't afford to offend the cook, otherwise, if he encounters someone who can flip the wok, he'll be crying his eyes out when getting food in the cafeteria...

Old Li, the chef who was watching his apprentice tidy up the sheep, offered Chang Kun a cigarette when he came in.

"Chang Kun, your marksmanship is pretty good. There's only one bullet hole in Qingyang's body."

"Let me see." Hou Jun leaned closer and examined the blue sheep.

"Hey, it really is! Junior brother, how far did you shoot? You broke its neck with one shot, amazing!"

"Brother Monkey, I just happened to be here..." Chang Kun said modestly as he watched the chef slaughter a sheep in the small canteen.

Unlike him who uses spatial abilities to cut meat, the young chef slaughters sheep entirely with a boning knife in his hand.

Gently pry open the skin under the sheep's neck, make a neat cut, hold the turned-out skin with one hand, and run the knife along the muscle texture with the other. The red and white muscle and fat trembled slightly with the movement, emitting a fishy and muttony smell.

"Wow! This smells so good!" Hou Jun exclaimed, drooling as he watched.

People these days aren't picky at all. Even if mutton has a slight gamey smell, they'll still find the smelly meat from a fox they've hunted before delicious and juicy.

As the entire sheepskin was peeled off, large chunks of mutton fell off, and the scraps of meat between the bones were scraped clean by the knife tip, leaving nothing wasted.

"Tsk tsk, the last time our canteen had stewed mutton was last year during Chinese New Year. Today, everyone in the unit is enjoying a feast with Chang Kun."

Chef Li, always smiling, cooked coarse vegetables and rotten leaves every day. Seeing everyone in the unit looking pale and sickly, he felt bad for them.

"Xiaotian, separate the loin area, the tenderloin and the outer loin, slice them thinly, and take out the sheep brain and pack them away."

The young chef turned around and looked at him, asking in confusion, "Master, what are you doing with this?"

"You're so stupid! Section Chief is working so hard so we can have some meat. He loves eating brains, and Chang Kun is also going to great lengths. Shouldn't we get them some good meat to eat?"

"Hey, Master, you're the one." The young chef wasn't stupid; he understood the importance of flattering his boss immediately and gave him a thumbs up.

"Old Li, what's with the 'waist dimples,' 'tenderloin,' and 'outer loin'? Aren't they all meat? Why are they being given to the section chief?" Hou Jun asked in confusion.

Chef Li glanced at Hou Jun sideways, knowing that this monkey sometimes lacked common sense, and ignored him.

Hou Jun turned to Chang Kun and said, "Junior brother, tell me about it."

"They're all from the same part of the lamb, but the loin and tenderloin are a bit more tender and have a better texture."

Upon hearing this, Hou Jun's eyes lit up: "Junior brother, then..."

He then remembered that Chang Kun still had a blue sheep. He thought about getting some tenderloin for his daughter, but he felt a little embarrassed. Chang Kun was already being very kind by sharing some mutton with him.

Chang Kun patted Hou Jun on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Brother Monkey, we're not short of food."

Hou Jun was overjoyed and put his arm around Chang Kun's neck: "Good junior brother, how about letting my daughter recognize you as her godfather..."

"No way..." Chang Kun waved his hands repeatedly. He couldn't even manage to appease Xiu'er at home, and he didn't want to add any more burden to himself.

Moreover, after being bombarded with information from later generations, he always viewed the term "godfather" with prejudice.

After watching for a while as the sheep was slaughtered and the meat was cut, the two returned to the office.

As soon as he entered, Chang Kun grabbed Hou Jun by the neck and said, "Brother Monkey, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

"Oh dear, junior brother, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? You were bragging to your master in the ticket hall about how I also had Qingyang, and Sister Wu heard it all!"

Hou Jun was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

He was just excited because his daughter was going to have mutton soup, and he chatted with his master for a bit in the waiting room. Who would have thought that Sister Wu would overhear him? Sister Wu has such long ears.

"What do we do now? Sister Wu also wants to buy mutton. How about... we share your mutton with her?" Chang Kun said with a grin.

"That won't do! Our daughter can't go without mutton soup!" Hou Jun knew his junior brother was joking, so he chuckled twice. "Next time I'll bring some toys for your little girl to play with."

"That's more like it."

The two had only exchanged a few words when, bang, the office door was opened.

"Chang Kun, you're really something!" It was Section Chief Zhang Qingfeng.

"Section Chief, Section Chief..." Chang Kun greeted Hou Jun.

"Hehe, I gave you a day off, but you managed to hunt down a sheep. Tsk tsk, you're not going to say you were lucky again, are you?"

"Section Chief, you're really lucky. You only wandered around the mountain twice before running into Qingyang. Do you think I'd let it go without a fight?" Chang Kun spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

"Haha, you rascal!" Zhang Qingfeng pointed at Chang Kun, "Come to my office at noon, let's have a small drink, and I'll calculate the sheep money for you while we're at it."

Chang Kun agreed, and Zhang Qingfeng turned to leave, but turned back as soon as he stepped out the door.

"Hou Jun, what's wrong with you? Everyone else is patrolling the platform and waiting area, and you're just sitting around doing nothing? Don't you know it's National Day?"

Hou Jun was stunned, hurriedly stood up straight, and stammered, unable to speak.

Zhang Qingfeng snorted coldly, said nothing more, glared at Hou Jun again, and then turned and left.

"This, this... Junior brother, you were also in the office, why did the section chief come to talk to me?"

Chang Kun glanced at Monkey King and chuckled, "Monkey King, if you can get meat for the unit, the section chief will treat you like royalty."

Hou Jun: ...

"Let's go, let's go take another walk around the platform. If the section chief stops us again, we'll get more than just a scolding."

The two of them went to walk around the platform to help maintain order.

Chang Kun saw a family with a little girl waiting for their train on the platform.

Wanting to see if the bear bile powder would have any effect, he moved closer.

"My benefactor, my benefactor..."

Before they even got close, the elderly couple had already jogged over, bowing and making obeisance, but Chang Kun quickly stopped them.

"Don't cause me any trouble, people will be coming to see what's going on... It's windy on the platform, why did you bring the girl here?"

The woman, beaming with joy, carried the little girl over: "My benefactor, the little girl's fever is gone, thank you so much... Little girl, quickly thank your uncle."

The little girl was sticking out her tongue, licking the chocolate bar bit by bit, reluctant to put it in her mouth. Hearing this, she glanced at Chang Kun, but didn't say anything, shyly hiding in her mother's arms.

The woman laughed awkwardly, "You silly child, you ate something good from your uncle and didn't even say thank you!"

The little girl simply buried her head in her mother's neck and peeked at Chang Kun with her eyes.

"It's good that your fever is gone. I'm going to get busy. The car you need to pick up won't arrive for another hour or so. Go back to the waiting room first, don't let the little girl get chilled here."

They went back to meet up with Hou Jun and continued their patrol.

"Junior brother, do you know that family?"

"I don't recognize him, but I've seen him in the waiting room."

"Hmm, let's take one more turn and then go back to the cafeteria. I'm afraid if we go too late, all the good meat will be gone." Hou Jun licked his lips, feeling a bit hungry for mutton.