Chapter 2: Out of the Plug (6 times)

Thinking of the fact that the little devils and traitors suddenly blocked all the passes of the Great Wall and strictly investigated the past business travelers, the identities of Wu Yunqi and others were about to come out. But since the other party deliberately covered it up, Zhang Songling didn't want to poke this layer of window paper, smiled, and responded casually: "I've heard of it!" In our old 26th Road, many brothers turned out to be General Ji Hongchang's subordinates. They fought a few tough battles with the little devils in the Duolun area back then! ”

"General Ji Hongchang? You still call him General? Aren't you afraid of blame from above?! Unexpectedly, Zhang Songling actually respected a "key criminal" who was executed by the national government, Wu Yunqi's eyes lit up, and his words obviously brought out a little surprise.

"Hey!" Zhang Songling waved his hand nonchalantly, "I am so busy every day that my feet don't touch the ground, how can I pay attention to what we little soldiers say in private." Besides, General Ji Hongchang was also a little devil back then! ”

"Yes! Just because Ji Hongchang was a little devil back then, everyone should call him a general! Wu Yunqi grinned, and the smile on his face became more and more intense. Do these goods in the hands of the little brother have to be sold to Heishi Village? In fact, it's the same when you go to Duolun, you can walk hundreds of miles less, and the price is about the same! ”

"I'm over there in Heishi Village, and I still have some personal matters to do!" Zhang Songling shook his head and declined the other party's invitation with a smile.

"Oh!" Wu Yunqi's face showed a hint of disappointment, but it quickly flashed over. "I wanted to invite you to sit with us, but since you still have something to do, I won't force it. But I suggest you cross the mountain with us, and it will take at least a day and a night to see the people. If you're alone, you'll inevitably be targeted by wolves! “

While talking to Zhang Songling in his mouth, he used his fist to knock on the blue and white mule's body, and soon, the blue and white mule's originally drooping ears were straightened again, and the two eyes were also full of essence, as if he had suddenly eaten hundreds of ginseng fruits.

Just this unique skill of fiddling with livestock made it difficult for Zhang Songling to refuse his kindness. Moreover, with Zhang Songling's current image of being a businessman or a bandit, except for the fake caravan led by Wu Yunqi, it is indeed difficult to find other people to accompany him. Therefore, after a little groaning, he readily agreed, "Then I will cause you trouble!" ”

"What trouble is not troublesome! Isn't it right for everyone to take care of each other? Wu Yunqi waved his hand and bit the word "peer" very clearly.

Zhang Songling smiled, acquiescing to this statement. Then he took out a knife more than three inches long from his bag, walked over to the wolf's carcass, and helped several other "caravan" guys skin the wolf.

After following Lao Mengshan as a hunter for several months, his skinning skills have been passed on by the other party. First slashed down from the wolf's mouth, and then pulled the wolf's lips and slowly pulled outward, and half of the wolf's head faded out of the wolf's mouth. Then cut the ears from the inside of the scalp, peel off the wolf's neck, front legs. Then separate the lower joints of the front legs from the wolf's body, and then turn down along the wolf's back in order, cut the tail, cut the knee, and in the blink of an eye, a complete wolf skin tube was peeled off, except for the gun hole at the door of the head, up and down the body, and no extra wounds could be found.

Although the wolf skin in spring does not sell for a good price, such a complete leather tube is more attractive than those who have been cut to pieces. The guys of the "Wu Caravan" were amazed by the side, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhang, didn't he also work as a hunter?" "Where did Brother Zhang learn this unique skill of peeling his hands?!" Brother Zhang, can you teach us that if we also peel the sheep like this when we kill the sheep in the autumn, I'm afraid that each sheepskin can be sold for half a more Yuan Datou! ”

"It's very simple, you pull a wolf over and do what I say!" Zhang Songling didn't hide his selfishness at all, and responded with a smile.

Everyone cheered, and each went to move a wolf and learn art on the spot. Zhang Songling also took another wolf himself, and carefully explained the key while using the knife to demonstrate. Soon, the second wolf was skinned off by him. The guys of the "Wu Caravan" also drew gourds in the same way, and each peeled off a complete wolf skin tube. Although the appearance is far less beautiful than Zhang Songling's peeling, it is only a matter of proficiency, and if you practice it a few hundred times in the future, you will be able to come out of the blue.

With this exchange, the guys looked at Zhang Songling's eyes, and the meaning of precaution slowly faded. Someone laughingly suggested that Zhang Songling stop being a foot trader and simply switch to the grassland to peel sheepskins for herdsmen. Some people also suggested that Zhang Songling find a mountain village at the foot of Yanshan Mountain to settle down, and in the future, he would live by fighting wolves. For these jokes full of kindness, Zhang Songling agreed with a smile, and in the end, he was very enthusiastic to ask the other party to take care of his business in the future, go back and forth to Yanshan, and don't forget to buy wolf skins. The crowd laughed at his pretended seriousness, and after laughing, the distance between them became a few minutes closer.

Talking about it, dozens of wolf skins were peeled. Wu Yunqi commanded his men to find a few dirt pits on the hillside, threw the slick wolf corpses into them, and covered them with stones and branches. So as not to frighten passing merchants. Then he instructed the guys to make some space on the carriage and bring the wolf skin belonging to Zhang Songling. Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, he suggested that everyone rush forward for a while, and when the sun was poisoned, they would find a shady place to rest.

"Okay!" The men agreed in unison, drove the wagons and livestock, and moved on. He descended the mountain before sunrise, followed by another bare stone stone, and found a shady place to set up camp before the sun above him warmed up again.

In this team, except for Wu Yunqi, who is a little older, the rest of the "guys" are all around twenty years old. Not much older than Zhang Songling, so there is always a topic of interest to both parties along the way. Zhang Songling was also an easy-going character, and he thought of the other party's life-saving grace last night, so he didn't deliberately keep any distance from the other party, chatting and talking, no matter whether it was true or not, in short, he could answer all questions.

Before you know it, everyone is familiar with each other. Especially after holding a copper bowl and drinking a round of liquor poured out of the same horseskin pocket, my eyes were dazzled and my spirit was born!

"If only they weren't eight-way!" Chewing on the jerky that the "Wu Caravan" put out to accompany the wine, Zhang Songling thought regretfully. The group of people in front of him is bold, atmospheric, enthusiastic, and very appetizing in speech and demeanor. If after killing Qin Degang, he still can't inquire about the specific location of the 26th Route Army, and it is not a happy thing to kill devils with Wu Yunqi and others. It's a pity that Lao Twenty-six has old grudges with Tu Balu first, if he feels that he is in love with Wu Yunqi and others, he will join the other party. When I see Shi Liangcai and them in the future, I am afraid that they will feel very embarrassed by each other.

But this group was very different from the other Eighth Route Army he had seen. In the last month or so of Longquan Village, he did not deal with the Niangziguan guerrillas. The guerrillas were like ascetics, living a simple and disciplined life, and they were reluctant to buy decent clothes, let alone drink liquor from bowl to bowl like the "Wu caravan"!

"Could it be that I'm wrong, they're not the Eighth Route Army? But if it weren't for the Eighth Route Army, who else would have troops willing to go to Duolun? I don't know if it's out of some kind of psychological suggestion or intuition, the more I look at it, the more Zhang Songling feels that these people don't act like Balu. From the beginning of the rest to the present, at least three pockets of spirits have been drunk by these people. On average, each person drank at least four bowls of wine, and the total portion was more than half a catty!

When did I become so drinkable? Soon, Zhang Songling's mind was filled with another question. With an average of four bowls per person, he drank more than any of the guys in the room due to the fact that he was a guest! Today, half a catty of liquor has been swallowed, and I still haven't felt drunk yet! And the night before he separated from Meng Xiaoyu, he didn't even drink two taels of medicinal wine!

In his hazy drunken eyes, he saw Meng Xiaoyu untie the red rope with his hand, and let his hair fall on his bare shoulders like a waterfall. Such beauty, such determination. But the next picture is red. He couldn't think of anything but the red color of the candle! I can't remember what I did that night, or what I didn't do!

Until he got out of the mountainous area, Zhang Songling still didn't figure out the new and old problems in his stomach. And the fork in the road was just around the corner, and he had no more time to splurge. Leading the blue and white mule loaded with groceries, he stepped on the big black horse that had just been exchanged for wolf skin, and waved goodbye to his new friends. Wu Yunqi took his men to watch him go away, and until the sound of horses' hooves disappeared, he shook his head and said with a smile: "This kid, it's a little interesting!" Knowing that we are not vendors, we can hold back a superfluous word without asking! ”

"Didn't we debunk him as a military commander spy?! Just know each other! A man dressed as a young man, dissatisfied with the ambition of his boss, retorted with a smile.

"Yuan Fang, what do you think?" Wu Yunqi smiled and turned his head to another guy surnamed Liu.

Liu Yuanfang is relatively old, and his seniority and prestige in the team are quite high. Hearing Wu Yunqi's question, he thought about it, shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid he is not a military commander!" On the side of the military commander, he has been busy doing big things lately to attract people's attention. I wouldn't send such a capable person to the poor countryside of Heishi Village! Besides, even if he is a military commander, it is nothing! Count it out, we can get out of the jam safely this time, and we also owe it to the military commander's gang to knock out the devils and puppet troops on the checkpoint! ”

"That's right!" Everyone nodded in agreement, "It doesn't matter if he is a military commander or not, as long as he puts his mind on fighting little devils, he just thinks about it, not just thinking about making trouble with us!" ”

"That's right! However, I haven't heard that the devil is over there in Heishi Village, and there will be some big people coming soon! What is he doing all the way to Blackstone Village?! ”

"It's not going to be a business anyway! As for what it does, I guess it won't take a few days for us to go back, and we'll hear about it! ”

"Well, I'm afraid that the Black Stone Village won't be too peaceful recently!" Wu Yunqi supported his chin with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, looked at the direction where Zhang Songling disappeared, and summarized in a low voice.

Half a month later, Zhang Songling appeared in a small restaurant in Heishi Village. The wind and dust are dusty, and the face is full of exhaustion.

Yu Laosi, the young man and big shopkeeper of the restaurant, was worried about the day's business, and when he saw a strange guest coming to the door, he quickly dropped the account book and greeted him with a smile, "Oh, this is not, isn't this an old customer from the mouth?" Hurry up and take a seat, I'll make you tea! ”

"No need for tea!" Zhang Songling waved his hand lightly, "Fetch me a basin of water and get a clean towel." In addition, if you have any good dishes, you can serve me two at random! ”

"Okay!" Yu Laosi agreed loudly, and neatly brought water and towels. Then he put a big melon in Zhang Songling's hand, and ran to the kitchen to take charge of the spoon. After a while, he ran back with two huge plates and a pot of soju, "Boil lamb's back, alfalfa meat, and add a pot of bud grain roast just out of the pot, old customer, do you think it's okay?!" ”

"Okay!" Zhang Songling is not a picky eater, although his eyelids are swollen from eating jerky along the way, "Put it down, bring me another bowl of rice, if not, steamed buns and bean buns are fine!" ”

"Okay. You drink first, and I'll give you a hot bean bag! Yu Laosi agreed, and trotted to the kitchen again. When he returned with four steaming bean buns, he saw the guest dragging his cheeks with his hands, staring at two large plates of "hard" dishes.

"What's the matter, old guest, which dish is not to your taste? I'll change it for you right away! Yu Laosi put down the bean bag and asked cautiously.

"This ....." Zhang Songling grabbed his chopsticks and pointed to the oily alfalfa meat, "Why is there no fungus in this dish?" ”

"Fungus?!" Yu Laosi's eyes instantly widened, "Alfalfa meat, how can there be fungus in it?!" You see, this ....." He pointed to the egg and explained loudly, "This is called alfalfa here, and this is pork slices." Alfalfa, stir-fried meat, alfalfa meat. What do you want fungus for?! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Songling suddenly realized that eggs were called alfalfa on the grassland. Alfalfa meat in Heishi Village is egg scrambled meat slices! Look at the inside of another plate, the whole green onion has not been cut with a knife. He understood that he had finally come to the outside of the Seychelles.

Note 1: In the previous section, the word gunner is a special name for sharpshooter in bandits. In general, each bandit team will spend a lot of money to train one or two gunners in order to suppress the opponent's firepower in the event of a conflict with other bandits or regular troops.