At this time, Zhang Feng couldn't think of it

What happened just now will cause a national sensation in half a month

The bureau, county, and city public security bureaus reported that they had arrested an extraordinarily large drug-making and drug-trafficking gang, and that seven or eight tons of various types of D products had been seized.

And this gang is also very cunning, directly hiding in the depths of Qinglong Mountain, usually as a donkey friend across Qinglong Mountain to transport goods, but unfortunately the legal net is restored and not leaked, and finally was discovered by the Qingshan County Public Security Bureau, and it is inevitable to be wiped out.

Half a month later, Zhang Feng was also surprised to see the news, he didn't expect that there was such a den in Qinglong Mountain, fortunately, no one has gone deep into the mountains in recent years, otherwise it would be dangerous to encounter these criminals, Zhang Feng saw the ferocity of those people with his own eyes, and there were real guys in his hands, even if he went to the investigating police to capsize in the gutter, if he hadn't met himself, he would have become a martyr.

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Zhang Feng, who returned to the orchard, lay on the big rock, leisurely looking at the rolling peaks in the distance, as if nothing had happened just now.

It's not a big deal to kill someone for the first time, not only because there is no psychological burden on killing bad guys, but also because Zhang Feng watched countless scenes of fighting and killing when he was learning to build gymnastics, so he quickly adapted to it.

"Yo! Xiaofeng, is you?" The second uncle hurriedly walked on the mountain road with a basket on his back, and suddenly saw a person lying on the big rock on the side of the road, and suddenly jumped, and then saw that it was Zhang Feng, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are you lying here silently, almost scared your second uncle to death!"

"Hehe, second uncle, are you okay? I'm watching my family weed!" Zhang Feng got up and said with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart, 'You always walk and don't look at the road, you don't see such a big person lying on the side of the road, can you blame me?'

"It's okay!" the second uncle shook his head and waved his hand.

"Second uncle, where are you going with a basket on your back?" Seeing that the second uncle was about to walk towards the mountain, Zhang Feng asked curiously, because his family's land and mountains and forests were not here.

"Isn't there a persimmon tree over there? I'm going to pick some wild persimmons to make persimmon cakes. The second uncle pointed to the mountain not far away and said.

"Then how about I go with you?" Zhang Feng is also very familiar with the wild persimmon tree on the mountain, when he was a child, everyone often climbed the tree to pick persimmons to eat, but unfortunately more than ten years have passed, and I don't know what the familiar persimmon tree has become?

"Hehe, okay, let's go together, we also have company!" The second uncle agreed with a smile, and the two of them could take care of each other together.

Then Zhang Feng helped the second uncle carry the basket on his back, and the two walked towards the mountain while chatting.

Four or five minutes later, Zhang Feng and the second master arrived at their destination, looking at the ten-meter-high persimmon tree in front of them, vaguely still in the shape of memory, but it grew much taller, and there were more persimmons on the tree.

"Xiao Feng, go and cut a bamboo pole, let's make a net bag!" Seeing so many yellow persimmons, the second master also smiled very happily and ordered Zhang Feng.

"Haole, second master!" Zhang Feng was also very looking forward to the persimmons on the tree, picked up the firewood knife in the back basket and walked towards the bamboo forest on the side.

The bamboo forest on this mountain is also a wild bamboo forest, there are a lot of golden bamboos, Zhang Feng found a dead bamboo three or four meters long, click two knives to cut the section, don't look at this golden bamboo has died, but it is still very tough, and it is light weight is very suitable for making net pockets.

Then Zhang Feng tied the net pocket to the bamboo pole, and began to pick off the persimmons in the low place, the second uncle sat on the side with a smile and smoked dry cigarettes, seeing Zhang Feng's skillful movements and nodding constantly, he felt that this kid still had two strokes, and he did not lose the ability of rural people.

"Second uncle, you are down there, am I going up the tree?" Soon Zhang Feng scavenged the persimmons in the low place, so Zhang Feng prepared to go up the tree to pick off the tall persimmons, and let the second master answer under the tree.

The second uncle took two puffs of dry tobacco, then nodded and stood up and said, "Okay, you can go up, and I'll leave it to me below." ”

So Zhang Feng leaned the net bag against the tree, climbed the persimmon tree as quickly as a monkey, stood firm on the tree, and then raised the net bag and began to pick persimmons at a high place.

Maybe the persimmon in the high place has better light conditions, so it grows big and yellow, it must taste good, thinking of the sweet and sweet taste when I was a child, Zhang Feng has an incomparable aftertaste, childhood is really incomparably beautiful, and time flies and can not go back to the past.

"Second uncle, hand me the bag in the back basket. After picking the persimmons in the middle of the persimmon tree, Zhang Feng bowed his head and said to the second uncle.

"Okay!" Then the second uncle hung the bag on the net pocket, and Zhang Feng took the net pocket back and got the bag.

Hanging the bag on his body, Zhang Feng climbed higher again, and was about to climb to the top of the tree seven or eight meters high, the second uncle stood under the tree, looking a little weak, and then reminded Zhang Feng.

"Xiao Feng, pay attention to safety!"

"Don't worry, second master!" Zhang Feng nodded, although it looked very tall, but it was nothing to Zhang Feng, who was a master of art.

So with the cooperation of the two, they picked a basket and a bag, about seventy or eighty catties of yellow and clear persimmons, these persimmons are not fully ripe, but it is just the time to make persimmon cakes.

"Xiao Feng, come down, your pockets are full!" The second master saw the full harvest and shouted to Zhang Feng with a smile.

"Okay, I'll come down when I'm done with this. Zhang Feng just saw a super-large persimmon, estimated to be about half a catty, such a big wild persimmon is rare, he doesn't want to let it go.

Holding the net bag, carefully picking off the big persimmon, Zhang Feng threw the net bag down the tree, and picked it down in three or two clicks.

"Second uncle, these persimmons should be enough to make persimmon cakes, right?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.

"That's enough, hehe, I don't know when I'm going to eat so much!" said the second master very happily.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, I'll give you half of it when it's done!" said the second uncle with a smile.

"Second uncle, in fact, I also want to learn how to make persimmon cakes, why don't you teach me how to do it, and when the time comes, you can give me some and make it myself!" Zhang Feng is also very interested in persimmon cakes, he has eaten them a few times before, and they are very delicious, and Zhang Feng doesn't want to trouble the second uncle.

Don't look at the second uncle, who is in his seventies, but he is still working every day, so Zhang Feng doesn't want to trouble his old man and cause him more trouble.

"Hehe, that's okay, let's talk as we go............" Then the second uncle handed over the method of making persimmon cakes to Zhang Feng without reservation.