sinovels Chapter 1694 Northeast Tiger Bone Wine: Zhao Jun Places the Bottle
Chapter 1694 Northeast Tiger Bone Wine: Zhao Jun Places the Bottle
Chapter 1694 Northeast Tiger Bone Wine: Zhao Jun Places the Bottle
After the coffin was sealed and nailed shut, the nephew smashed a basin, waved a funeral banner, and carried the coffin out for the funeral procession.
Yesterday, when Zhao Youcai went to the Xu and Song families, he promised to help carry the coffin. However, Zhao Youcai's back injury hadn't fully healed yet, and the scab hadn't fallen off. Zhao Jun felt sorry for his father, so he stepped in to help.
Li Dayong was the one who contributed the labor from the Li family. Although Li Baoyu was strong, he was unmarried. A young man in his prime with strong yang energy is not suitable for carrying a coffin.
Jie Chen drove Song Laowai first, then Xu Changming. The two families had made arrangements at the cemetery yesterday, burning the pits in advance.
Today, when everyone went there, more than twenty people helped by wielding shovels and picks to bury the deceased in peace.
After seeing the two off, Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai took Xie Chen to Old Xu's house for dinner, while Li Dayong, Li Baoyu, and Li Ruhai left after helping the Song family with their chores.
Li Dayong, in particular, had to go to work, so he didn't go up the mountain with them.
After leaving Old Xu's house, on the way to Zhao's courtyard, Xie Chen took out four boxes of Shilin tea from his pocket and handed them to Zhao Youcai, saying, "Uncle, these are all for you."
Both the Xu and Song families were respectable people. They asked Jie Chen to help move the coffin, and each family gave Jie Chen ten yuan as a "carrying fee." In addition, each family also gave him two boxes of Shilin cigarettes.
"Keep it for yourself, I still have some." Zhao Youcai was quite shrewd in front of the other younger people besides Zhao Jun.
“I’ll just smoke Yingchun cigarettes, this is for you, Uncle.” Xie Chen said, stuffing the Shilin cigarettes into Zhao Youcai’s hand.
"This kid," Zhao Youcai sighed, then stuffed the cigarette into his pocket.
When Zhao Jun arrived home, it was almost ten o'clock. He walked into the yard and saw a fishing net hanging on the clothesline in front of the house, while Zhang Yuanmin was mending the net with a thick needle.
The net isn't very big because it's a hand-cast net.
At this moment, Xing San, Wang Qiang, Li Baoyu, and Zhao Jinhui stood behind Zhang Yuanmin, smoking and watching him mend the net.
On the low brick wall of Quandong Garden, there were two raised nets leaning against it.
"Brother, where did you get your net?" Zhao Jun knew that Zhang Yuanmin's family had hand nets and perimeter nets, but he didn't know that they also had this old-fashioned hand net.
"I bought it," Zhang Yuanmin said with a smile. "I bought it from Widow Sun."
The widow Sun that Zhang Yuanmin mentioned is Jiang Xiaolan, Wang Dalong's "assistance recipient." Jiang Xiaolan's husband, nicknamed "Big-Chined Sun," is a fisherman and drinker. He spends about 300 out of 365 days a year fishing, and then drinks when he gets home.
That year, the Dongda Ditch flooded. He had drunk too much the day before and was still groggy when he woke up the next morning. Then, he went into the water with the net.
As soon as Zhang Yuanmin finished speaking, Zhao Jun was about to say something when his door was pushed open from the inside. Wang Meilan then poked her head out and called out, "Son, hurry up, there's a phone call for you."
"Huh?" Zhao Jun's first thought was about the case, and he immediately forgot to talk to Zhang Yuanmin and walked quickly towards the door.
Zhao Jun was already fast enough, but as soon as he entered the house, he heard Wang Meilan urging, "Son, hurry up, Director Chu is on the phone."
"Ouch!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun immediately ran towards the west hut.
"Hello, Director Chu." Zhao Jun picked up the phone and greeted him. Chu Anmin's voice came from the other end of the line: "What are you doing, Zhao Jun? What are you busy with?"
"I was seeing off two elders from the village today," Zhao Jun said. "I was busy all morning and just got back from having lunch at their house."
There's no point in hiding this. Everyone has social obligations, right? Chu Anmin has old neighbors and relatives in his hometown who are having weddings or funerals, and he has to be there. Otherwise, people will say that he's become ungrateful as a bureau chief.
"Ah." Chu Anmin didn't seem to care. He just said, "Well, I had someone bring you some things. Around 10:30, the little train from Sentie will arrive at the forest farm. See who you can send out to meet it."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun's first thought was of a pile of newspapers. Even so, Zhao Jun was flattered and said, "Director Chu, why are you bringing me things?"
"Hehe, oh dear." Chu Anmin chuckled on the other end of the phone and said, "There are two books inside. My daughter sent them to that Director Li's daughter."
"Ah, ah." Zhao Jun understood immediately; those two books were given to Li Tongyun by Chu Xiaoxue.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Anmin added, "There's also a case of ten bottles of wine, that tiger bone wine, it's for you."
"Huh?" Zhao Jun was taken aback, then heard Chu Anmin say, "Don't you remember that big claw you slapped last year?"
"Huh? What?" This time Zhao Jun didn't react, but Chu Anmin patiently explained to Zhao Jun, "It's that big claw you killed last year."
Zhao Jun was nicknamed "Tiger Subduer" because he has subdued two Siberian tigers and killed one since he became famous.
The Siberian tiger he killed had come from the Greater Khingan Mountains. It had first fought a fierce battle with a black bear spirit, and after being injured, it had difficulty hunting, so it hunted horses everywhere to fill its stomach.
Such heinous acts attracted the attention of the forestry bureau's tiger-hunting team. Unfamiliar with the terrain of the Yong'an forest area, the team sought Zhao Youcai's assistance.
Zhao Youcai's marksmanship was divine; he broke one of the tiger's paws. But in the end, the battered Siberian tiger took the fall for the one-eared tiger, dying under Zhao Jun's barrage of explosives and ground-fire guns!
At this moment, Zhao Jun realized what was happening and asked Chu Anmin, "Director Chu, did they give that big claw to make medicinal wine?"
"Hehe..." Chu Anmin chuckled on the other end of the phone and said, "That big claw has been transported to the Forestry Bureau, and then Dongfanghong Pharmaceutical Factory bought it."
"Ah..." Zhao Jun, who had lived two lifetimes, had always had a question: everyone said that you couldn't just hit the Big Claw indiscriminately, and if you killed it, it had to be turned over to the authorities. But after it was turned over to the authorities, what should be done with the Big Claw?
Now, Zhao Jun has the answer.
On the other end of the phone, Chu Anmin's voice continued: "When I sold it, I told them that they had to bring back a few bottles of the wine for us. Yesterday, they delivered five cases of wine, and I had someone send one case to you."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Zhao Jun replied immediately, knowing it was a good thing.
“That’s no good stuff,” Chu Anmin continued, picking up where Zhao Jun left off. “The pharmaceutical factory knows better than we do. They take the tiger bones out, dry them on tiles, and then mix them with a lot of other medicinal herbs.”
At this point, Chu Anmin suddenly paused, then smiled and said, "By the way, Zhao Jun, when you get the wine, take a look at that box."
"What's wrong, Director Chu? What's wrong with the box?" Zhao Jun asked. Chu Anmin laughed and said, "The pharmaceutical factory wrote it very clearly on the box."
"What should we write?" Zhao Jun asked again. Chu Anmin replied, "Write about how the tiger came to be, who killed it, and when they bought it, hehe..."
Chu Anmin laughed, and Zhao Jun laughed along, saying, "Director Chu, is my name written on the top?"
"It's written." Chu Anmin seemed to have some wine on hand. He read aloud: "Northeast Tiger Bone Wine. Dongfanghong Pharmaceutical Factory purchased this wild Northeast Tiger from Shanhe Forestry Bureau of Heilongjiang Province at a huge cost on November 30, 1987."
This tiger was killed on November 26, 1987, in the Yong'an Forest Area within the Shanhe Forestry Bureau by forest ranger Zhao Jun. The tiger was male, measuring 2.93 meters in length and weighing 226 kilograms.
After reading the origin of the Siberian tiger on the liquor box, Chu Anmin read the bottom line of small print at an extremely fast pace, saying, "Dongfanghong Pharmaceutical Factory, Heilongjiang Province."
"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun exclaimed inwardly, secretly delighted. Hunting people love to boast; with this wine, he could brag about it for the rest of his life!
Zhao Jun thought of his online live streaming career before his rebirth. If he could catch up with that in this life, he could make some short videos and become a big internet celebrity. Not for money, but just to show off!
Just as Zhao Jun was lost in thought, Chu Anmin's voice came from the other end of the phone again, saying, "Alright, Zhao Jun, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'll take a few bottles of this wine to...they."
Chu Anmin spoke vaguely because in those days, phone calls were answered by a courier at the telephone exchange. The courier could hear everything the two parties on the phone said.
"Then you're busy, Director Chu. I'll come see you another day," Zhao Jun replied with a smile. He waited for Chu Anmin to hang up before putting down the phone.
"What's wrong, son!" Zhao Jun turned around and Zhao Youcai's long face appeared in front of him, startling Zhao Jun.
"What are you doing, Dad?" Zhao Jun asked with a hint of reproach, only to see Zhao Youcai smiling broadly and asking, "Son, I just heard you on the phone talking about something about big claws? What's up? Where did these big claws come from again?"
Since the battle in the Shuguang Forest Area, the number of Siberian tigers killed by Zhao Youcai's gun has increased to three.
This record is already quite impressive. However, Zhao Youcai's self-given nickname is "Tiger-Slaying King," which is a far cry from the legendary Guo Wei, who hunted ninety-nine tigers in his lifetime and was called a "Tiger-Slaying General." His own record clearly doesn't live up to his nickname.
Therefore, Zhao Youcai's ambition to hunt tigers has not died. He doesn't think he can catch up with Guo Wei in this lifetime, but he must at least surpass his own son.
Now both father and son have a record of three Siberian tigers, which is quite good, but the fact that they have the same record as his son makes Zhao Youcai feel uncomfortable.
“Dad, there are no big claws,” Zhao Jun said, but Zhao Youcai pressed on, “Then what did Director Chu say on the phone?”
"Ah, Dad, wait a minute." Zhao Jun picked up the phone again and said, "I'm going to call my uncle."
After saying that, Zhao Jun obtained the phone number of the Yong'an Forest Farm dispatch team through the forestry hotline.
Zhao Jun asked someone to call Li Dayong, and then said to Li Dayong, "Uncle, the Sen Tie mini-train is coming soon, could you help me pick up some things? Just tell them it's something Director Chu entrusted to you, and they'll give it to you. It's two books and a case of wine, could you bring it back for me after get off work?"
When Zhao Jun asked him for a favor, Li Dayong agreed without hesitation. As a dispatcher, he was always notified when the forest railway train arrived, making him the perfect person to help Zhao Jun retrieve this item.
Zhao Jun hung up the phone and turned around to see Zhao Youcai still standing there.
"Dad, there really aren't any big claws." Seeing Zhao Youcai's persistence, Zhao Jun laughed and said, "It's just that Director Chu had someone bring me a case of wine."
"Then why am I listening to Big Claw, Big Claw?" Zhao Youcai asked, and Zhao Jun then told Zhao Youcai what had happened.
"Damn it!" Zhao Youcai cursed halfway through the conversation. His small eyes widened, and then he asked Zhao Jun with a look of delight, "Son, Dad's got three big hands on me, can they write 'can't I put it on the bottle'?"
(End of this chapter)