sinovels Chapter 1723 The Japs Are Coming
Chapter 1723 The Japs Are Coming
Chapter 1723 The Japs Are Coming
The 1,000-pound wild boar stood there like a wall, giving people a strong visual impact.
Before being killed by Zhao Jun, this pig god had been hunted more than once, and had old gunshot wounds and old snare wounds on his body.
It must be said that the staff of the provincial museum are very professional. After deciding to use the Pig God as a specimen for the provincial museum's wild boar exhibition, they cut fur from other wild boar specimens to not only repair the Pig God's old wounds, but also repair the fatal gunshot wound left by Zhao Jun.
Although the Pig God is a specimen at this time, it is still majestic, standing there with its pig head held high. If this were placed thirty or forty years from now, it would definitely be another major internet-famous spot for taking photos.
Mayumi Mori quickened her pace and caught up with Keiya Ishii.
At this moment, Kei Ishii also stood in front of the Black Bear Monster. The Black Bear Monster, who weighed more than 780 pounds in its lifetime, was much smaller than the Pig God. However, due to the difference in body structure between the two animals, the Black Bear Monster, who weighed less than 800 pounds, looked like a small mountain when it sat there, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Similarly, the black bear monster's gunshot wounds were repaired, and Ishii Kei's gaze fell on the white band on the black bear monster's chest, muttering, "So big... it really is a black bear."
“Mr. Ishii, look.” Suddenly, Mayumi Mori’s voice came from beside him. Kei Ishii looked down and followed Mayumi Mori’s gaze to the information board about the Black Bear Monster.
These two Japanese soldiers could even read the *New Evening Post*, so they were obviously experts on China. Ishii Kei could also understand the words on the information plaque, but he didn't know what Mori Mayumi meant.
“Mr. Ishii, please look at the last sentence.” Mori Mayumi leaned close to Ishii Keiya’s ear and whispered, “This black bear was hunted by Zhang Yuanmin and others from Yong’an Forest Farm of Shanhe Forestry Bureau.”
When they were hunting the Bear God, Zhao Jun, Zhang Yuanmin, and Li Baoyu split up. The other two went to deal with the Pig God's henchmen, while Zhao Jun single-handedly killed the Pig God.
So when Zhao Jun told Chu Anmin, he asked him to write that the Pig God was hunted down by Zhao Jun and his men.
During the hunt for the black bear monster, Zhao Jun, Zhang Yuanmin, and Xie Chen were among the three who went. That day, Zhang Yuanmin fired the fatal shot and, in a moment of crisis, rescued Zhao Jun from the bear's jaws.
Therefore, in the introduction of the Black Bear Monster, Zhang Yuanmin was put in charge.
After reading this sentence, Kei Ishii didn't think much of it, while Mayumi Mori gestured for him to follow her back.
And so, the two Japanese soldiers came before the Pig God once again.
I hadn't looked closely before, but now that Ishii Kei had taken a closer look, he understood Mori Mayumi's intention.
“Yong’an Forest Area…” Keiya Ishii murmured, “What kind of place is this?”
A wild boar weighing a thousand catties and a black bear monster weighing seven hundred and eighty catties are both rare and exotic beasts. Now that they have appeared at the provincial museum at the same time, and they come from the same place, Ishii Kei also remembered the Yong'an Forest Area and the names Zhao Jun and Zhang Yuanmin.
Having seen what they wanted to see, Kei Ishii led Mayumi Mori out of the provincial museum.
They went around to the back building and saw Tomotaro Murata get out of a Santana and respectfully open the car door for Keiya Ishii.
Kei Ishii got into the car and said to Mayumi Mori, "Tell Mr. Pang to help investigate the Yong'an Forest Area and Zhang Yuanmin."
"Hi!" Mayumi Mori responded. After a couple of seconds, she whispered to Keiya Ishii, "Mr. Ishii, the Yong'an Forest Area is located in the mountains. People in small towns in China tend to be less sophisticated and not very friendly towards us. Could this be..."
“Hmm…” Kei Ishii shook his head and said, “Yumi, there is an old Chinese saying that money can make the devil turn the millstone.”
Since 79, Japan has provided China with many low-interest yen loans. Along with these loans, Japanese home appliances and daily necessities flooded into China. Some Japanese anime also came along; Zhao Hong and Zhao Na have been watching "Ikkyu-san" these past few days.
Following this chaotic trend, many people from island nations, waving the banner of friendship, have come to China to develop their careers.
Kei Ishii also made some friends in China through his money, but he only operated in the two major provincial capitals of Harbin and Fengtian. He never went to small county towns, let alone remote mountain villages.
……
Over the next four days, Zhao Jun was busy. He led the Zhao family gang, along with Qinglong and Heilong, to sweep through several hills near Xinlengchang.
The Azure Dragon and the Black Dragon joined forces to take down the two yellow-haired creatures. As for the female wild boar, red deer, and roe deer that might be pregnant, they were all chased away by the dogs.
This is why Zhao Jun only brought the Azure Dragon and the Black Dragon; they couldn't handle the larger ones, so they wouldn't harm pregnant animals.
The four wild boar pups given to Hu Dahai are all doing well. The one that was half-dead before recovered the next day, and Zhao Jun checked on it these past two days; it seems that the piglet has probably eaten it.
Wang Meilan and Jin Xiaomei were also quite busy these four days, tidying up Li Baoyu's new house in the west courtyard.
The house was spotless, the windows were clean and well-ventilated, the wedding quilt and blankets were all stretched out, and the pillowcases were covered, all in preparation for the newlyweds to move in.
As for Zhao Batou, he spent the last four days at home overseeing the business and logistics of the Zhao Family Chamber of Commerce.
It's already this month, and everyone who's been farming and selling hides on the mountain has come down. Those who have been traveling up the mountain are gradually arriving to sell their hides, and Zhao Youcai is the one who receives them all.
In addition to receiving the goods, Zhao Youcai also took on the responsibility of preparing lunch for the women and children. The women worked, the children went to school, and when they came back, they could eat a ready-made meal, which made everyone except Zhao Youcai happy.
Today is April 9th, 1988, another Sunday.
While the Zhao family and Xing San were having breakfast, Zhao Youcai took advantage of the moment when everyone was sharing steamed buns to glance left and right with his small eyes, looking at Zhao Jun and then at Wang Meilan.
"Lan'er," Zhao Youcai suddenly spoke, saying to Wang Meilan, "Is Baoyu's room all tidied up?"
"It's all settled now," Wang Meilan said with a smile. "Didn't we say yesterday that we were just waiting for the young couple to move in?"
"Ah." Zhao Youcai nodded, then turned to Zhao Jun and said, "You've been leading the dog around for several days now, have you cleared out the Xinlengchang area properly?"
"Yeah, Dad," Zhao Jun said with a smile, "I already said yesterday that we wouldn't be going today."
Hearing Zhao Jun's words, Zhao Youcai smiled, took the half-eaten steamed bun from Zhao Hong, and said with a smile, "So you're all home today?"
"Not home." Zhao Jun and Wang Meilan answered in unison, causing Zhao Youcai to frown and his face to darken. "No? What are you doing?"
"We're going up the mountain today." These words, "We're going up the mountain," didn't come from Zhao Jun, but from Wang Meilan.
"Go up the mountain?" Zhao Youcai's voice changed upon hearing this. "What are you going to do up the mountain?"
"How dare you talk like that?" Wang Meilan glared at Zhao Youcai, who then realized he had lost his temper. There were not only children at the table, but also his daughter-in-law.
"I misspoke, I misspoke." Zhao Youcai, who was usually stubborn, rarely admitted his mistake, and then asked Wang Meilan again, "What were you doing up the mountain?"
“Didn’t Da Lin’s kids come yesterday?” Wang Meilan said, “He said that on the sunny slope of Xishan, big heads were coming out, in patches.”
The "big head" that Wang Meilan mentioned is actually wild garlic, which is the earliest wild vegetable to grow in this area.
In early April, the weather was still cool. But the sunny slopes were warm, covered by fallen leaves for insulation, and some grass had already sprouted from the soil.
It is said that children from poor families learn to be independent early. With Wu Dalin away, Lin Wenqin was busy running the small shop, while her two children were catching pheasants and leapcats near the foot of the mountain.
Once they had caught the prey, they would take it and walk to Yong'an to sell the pheasants and juvenile cats to their beloved Grandma Zhao.
Yesterday, when the two kids were playing with their snares, they saw garlic sprouts growing out from among the fallen leaves.
They told Wang Meilan the news, saying that if you brushed aside the leaves, there were tons of big brains underneath.
The two children were quite sensible; they knew that Wang Meilan was taking in their pheasants and cats purely to take care of her family.
So the two children told Wang Meilan that small garlic was growing on the sunny slope of Xishan Mountain, but they didn't tell anyone else and just let Wang Meilan go and pick it.
The Zhao family wasn't short of food, but Wang Meilan didn't refuse the children's kind gesture.
“A big head…” Zhao Youcai frowned and said, “How do you eat that thing?”
"Stir-fried meat, cold dishes, and dipping sauces," Wang Meilan said. "Isn't that enough to eat?"
As soon as Wang Meilan finished speaking, Ma Ling chimed in, "They can also be rolled into large pancakes."
"Huh?" Zhao Youcai was taken aback. Ma Ling smiled and said to him, "Dad, didn't you say that the big pancake I made yesterday was better than ever before? Wait until I get my big head back, and I'll fry some egg sauce, then you can try rolling it up."
Zhao Youcai's lips twitched slightly. Every time Ma Ling made pancakes, he would praise her for her progress, saying that she was even better than last time.
Looking at his daughter-in-law's clear eyes, Zhao Youcai couldn't say anything. He could only say, "My dear daughter, why are you working so hard? Our scallions are already sprouting. Just roll up some scallions and that's enough."
Every year before the White Dew solar term, scallion seeds are sown in the ground, and they sprout when the White Dew solar term arrives; these are called White Dew scallions.
When it snows, the scallions won't grow very big. Once the snow covers them, they'll sprout again the following year and grow to the thickness of a chopstick. Then, they'll be dug up from the ground; these are called scallion seedlings.
The scallion seedlings are scattered, planted one by one in the ground, so that we can harvest the scallions as they grow.
By autumn, they had grown into large scallions. We selected the thickest ones, pulled them out, and dried them in the sun for a few days. Then we divided them into bundles, with the leaves of each bundle rolled up together, to be eaten during the winter.
The scallions left in the ground will sprout again the following year, and the new shoots will resemble ram's horns, hence the name "ram's horn scallions".
Spicy and flavorful, these horn-shaped fillings are delicious rolled with dried tofu or pancakes.
Seeing that Wang Meilan and Ma Ling were determined to go, Zhao Youcai turned to Zhao Jun and asked, "Are you coming too?"
"I..." Zhao Jun was about to speak when the telephone rang from the small east hut.
"Brother, the phone's ringing!" Zhao Hong called out to Zhao Jun in a slightly sullen tone. Zhao Jun got up and walked towards the small east hut.
"Who is it this time?" Wang Meilan frowned, feeling a little worried. When the phone rang at home, it was almost always bad news—either asking her son to hunt a tiger or chase a bear.
"Hello, Director Chu?" Zhao Jun's voice came from the small east hut. "It's Sunday today, no rest? This leader is working too hard..."
Upon hearing that it was Chu Anmin calling, Zhao Youcai quickly got up and went inside.
Seeing this, Zhao Hong asked Wang Meilan in confusion, "My brother called, what's my dad doing?"
Even Zhao Hong knew that nine out of ten phone calls to this family were for Zhao Jun. The other one was from someone in the township who needed to speak with Wang Meilan.
At this moment, Zhao Jun heard Chu Anmin say, "Zhao Jun, do you know any Japanese people?"
"Who?" Zhao Jun was taken aback, but Chu Anmin simply said, "The Japanese devils!"
“How would I know him?” Zhao Jun said. Chu Anmin pressed further, “Do you know Zhang Yuanmin?”
"Zhang Yuanmin?" Zhao Jun was even more puzzled and immediately said, "He doesn't know him either. How are we supposed to know that kind of person?"
"It was already late last night when some people from the county came to my house, asking me about you. Since it was so late, I didn't call you." Zhao Jun was completely confused by Chu Anmin's words and asked, "Director Chu, what did he want to know about us?"
"It seems you wanted to buy mountain products from you?" Chu Anmin paused slightly after saying this, then asked, "Has your business grown this big now?"
"No way..." Zhao Jun was even more confused. He had only sold things a few times near his home, and each time he hadn't sold much. The bear bile and hides he collected had all been sold to Hebei. Could it be that these Japanese devils had sneaked in from Hebei?
"Director Chu, please don't let them come." Zhao Jun said, "I don't have any goods to sell to them right now. I've already sold all the stuff I bought."
Zhao Jun didn't know what Chu Anmin's attitude was, so he spoke somewhat tactfully.
The ragged monkey in "Under the Zhengyang Gate" says that the two greatest words in the world are "patriotism".
Zhao Jun wasn't very educated, but he was patriotic. Besides being patriotic, he also deeply loathed the Japanese.
He loathed it in his past life, and after hearing about the Anti-Japanese United Army from Shao Yunjin and Old Mrs. Song in this life, Zhao Jun loathed it even more.
Back then, my grandfather supported Widow Wang in fighting the Japanese with gold coins and small yellow croakers. How can I do business with the Japanese now?
But after Zhao Jun finished speaking, Chu Anmin said, "It seems they've all gone."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun frowned, but Chu Anmin then said, "Let them go if they want to. If you have something, sell it to them; if you don't, then forget it."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jun knew that this matter had little to do with Chu Anmin, and he immediately felt reassured.
At this moment, Zhao Youcai stood on tiptoe, craned his neck, and leaned close to the microphone to listen. Upon hearing this, Zhao Youcai quickly nudged Zhao Jun a couple of times, asking Zhao Jun to ask him about Black Tiger.
Zhao Jun was about to speak when Chu Anmin said, "Alright then, Zhao Jun. Let's not talk about you anymore. I have to go down to the village with my old lady today."
“Alright, Director Chu.” Zhao Jun said with a smile, “When you have some free time, you can bring the old lady over for a stroll around here.”
"Okay." Chu Anmin hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking. Zhao Jun, holding the receiver, said to Zhao Youcai, whose face had darkened, "He has something to do. Let's talk about it next time."
"Pretty, huh!" Zhao Youcai muttered under his breath, then raised his hand and smacked Zhao Jun with a pestle.
After beating his son, Zhao Youcai turned and left the house, with Zhao Jun following behind.
Back at the dinner table, Zhao Jun recounted the contents of the phone call and his doubts. Wang Meilan then said, "Son, we don't have trouble selling our stuff, so let's not bother with them."
"Something feels off, Mom," Zhao Jun frowned. "It's one thing for them to ask me, but why are they asking Brother Zhang?"
"That's what people from Hebei said," Xing San chimed in. Zhao Jun nodded in agreement, finding Xing San's words reasonable. But then he thought, "The leather capital and the medicine capital are both in Hebei. Hebei has plenty of things; why bother coming all the way to this remote mountain village of Yong'an?"
Zhao Jun blinked, thinking that the Japanese devils must be after something that wasn't commonly found on the market.
Zhao Jun mentally went through the list: leopard skin, sable fur, bear bile...
At that moment, Zhao Jun suddenly remembered something. He recalled watching a short video in his past life where an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor was asking why the same prescription was not as effective as it used to be.
Because the medicinal materials are different now, the medicinal materials used now are much less effective than those used before.
It's not that China lacks good Chinese medicinal herbs; it's just that the Japanese have taken them all.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jun put down his chopsticks, got up, went out to the storeroom, and took out a firecracker.
As the firecracker exploded in mid-air, the backyard dog howled, and Wang Qiang, Zhang Yuanmin, Li Baoyu, Xie Chen, and Zhao Jinhui, who were at home, all got up and went out.
All the good Chinese medicinal herbs have been sold by the Japanese. This is what I saw on Kuaishou (a Chinese short video platform).
Yesterday, while reading the comments, I suddenly came across the part about the Japanese, which wasn't well-received by the brothers.
I want to say that Zhao Jun's attitude is my attitude. I despise these people, and I also despise the Russians. I firmly believe in the saying, "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts."
(End of this chapter)