Chapter 7: The Wind Mao

The monster jumped out of the lake, shook off the water from its body vigorously, and looked up to look for it, a visible wound on its forehead that kept bleeding out.

The monster finally found Sun Xin and Zhang Yibo, lowered his head, propped up his sharp horns, and rushed towards the two of them with a kick on his legs. Zhang Yibo kicked Sun Xin away, and he suffered this blow, and he was rolled out of the snow on the top. At this time, the monster focused on Zhao Zhiyuan, who was not far away, and his body rose again and rushed towards him.

Seeing this, Sun Xin shouted loudly: "Run."

But at this time, where could Zhao Zhiyuan react, seeing the sharp horn piercing himself, getting closer and closer.

At this time, two gunshots rang out in the distance, and crystals suddenly splashed out of the monster's eyes, and at the same time, it was hit back by the powerful impact of the bullet.

A black short sword flew out from behind Zhao Zhiyuan, and with a "whoosh" sound, it pierced the wound on the monster's forehead, and the monster fell unwillingly, twitching, and lost its breath.

Zhao Zhiyuan turned his head and saw a woman walking out of the fog, about the same age as himself, with neat short hair combed partially, sharp eyebrows and eyes, revealing a heroic spirit, and the delicate nose and cherry-like mouth softened the whole face, the black leather coat on the upper body highlighted the woman's delicate figure, the slender legs were wrapped in black leather pants, and a pair of black boots were pedaled. With this dress, Zhao Zhiyuan was afraid that she would fly higher as soon as she raised her head.

The woman walked past Zhao Zhiyuan's side, went over and helped Sun Xin up, Sun Xin patted the snow on his body, and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Fengmao, it's good that you came in time."

The woman didn't speak, just said "um" stiffly, and Sun Xin didn't mind, she seemed to be used to it.

Zhao Zhiyuan, who came back to his senses, pointed to the monster's corpse and asked, "Big brother, what's the situation?"

The four men walked over and looked around the corpse.

"This should be the Gu Eagle, you see that the wounds are the same, but I didn't expect it to have two forms, negligent, but this is also a good thing, we have a deeper understanding of them."

Sun Xin was talking in the vernacular, and he only smiled apologetically at Zhao Zhiyuan, he was still afraid that he would have a pimple in his heart, in fact, Sun Xin didn't take it seriously at all, jokes, as long as he was there, Zhao Zhiyuan couldn't die.

Sun Xin suddenly remembered that Zhao Zhiyuan and the woman didn't know each other yet, and they might be colleagues in the future, so let's introduce them first.

"Come, Xiao Zhao, let me introduce you, this beauty is Feng Mao, my colleague. Fengmao, this is Zhao Zhiyuan, and he will be our colleague in the future."

After the introduction, the two looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their right hand and shook it.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Zhiyuan."

"Okay."

This girl is also too cool, her ability to end the conversation is too strong, and she jumps out with everyone word by word.

Feng Mao stepped forward and pulled out his short sword, rummaged through the Gu Eagle's eyes with the tip of his sword, picked out the two bullets, rubbed them on the snow, and put them away with the short sword.

The three big men squatted next to them and smoked, waiting for the troops to come.

After the troops came over and the handover was completed, Zhao Zhiyuan led the three of them into the car and walked home.

"It's a guest, there's enough to do in the past two days, you have to drink well."

In the car, Zhao Dacang saw that there was one more person in the car, she was still a beautiful little girl, and she didn't want to ask too much, so she could only glance at it from time to time in the back seat.

After going back, Zhao Zhiyuan, Sun Xin, and Zhang Yibo simply cleaned up, and it was quite embarrassing this morning. When the cleaning was finished, Zhao Cannon had already slaughtered the two geese. Chop the goose, fry it in a large firewood pot and change color, add seasonings, add water, and slowly grunt over low heat. At this time, the rabbit that Zhao Zhiyuan brought back yesterday also thawed, and Zhao Zhiyuan made a smoked rabbit again.

The smoked rabbit is good, the goose is almost stewed, put the potatoes in your hands, cut a small bite with a kitchen knife, don't, the potatoes fall into the pot one by one, put potato flour on top, cover the lid, and then stew. When the soup is dry, the potatoes and vermicelli are ready.

The lid was lifted, and a stream of hot air rushed out with the fragrance, and there was no soup in the pot at this time, all the oil stewed by the goose. The goose is red and bright in color, the skin is still oozing with oil, "sizzling", the potatoes have been stewed, there are oil bubbles hanging outside, and the vermicelli absorbs the soup, which is the most delicious. This is the iron pot in the Northeast by the goose.

Eating this kind of cauldron stew is to eat around the stove, and it just so happened that Zhao Dacang built such a stove in a side room. In fact, the goose at this time is not the best, the goose after the snow in the northeast is the best, at this time the goose in order to survive the winter, the body is full of fat, and then the fat is slowly consumed, and the taste is worse day by day.

A few people sat around the stove, the smoked rabbit was torn, a big pot was installed, and it was an affordable treat in the Northeast.

Sun Xin and the three of them were eating in the meaty places such as thighs and breasts, and Zhao Dacang looked at each other and smiled, and one of them sandwiched a goose wing. Those who know how to eat know that the most delicious thing on the northern goose is the wings, followed by the neck and head. And the best taste of these wings is the fore wings and middle wings, these two places are the thinnest skin and tender meat, the easiest to enter the taste, and the skin is tendony, and the skin taste of the goose is completely different.

After the two of them finished gnawing their wings and drank a sip of wine with a few people, they began to pick up the potatoes and vermicelli in the pot to eat, this is not for the two of them to let the guests, those who have eaten the Northeast iron pot stew know that the best thing in this pot is not meat, but side dishes. The taste of the meat is stewed into the soup, but what are the usual side dishes stewed in an iron pot? Potatoes, Chinese cabbage, soybean curd, frozen tofu, dried tofu, and vermicelli are all dishes that can absorb soup, and finally the flavor is all in these side dishes.

Sun Xin and Zhang Yibo thought that they were polite to that, and beckoned them to eat, saying that they didn't need to let them, the two of them were still pretending to be calves there.

"It's okay, you eat, we're tired of eating."

Zhao Cannon kept using a big spoon to give Feng Mao meat.

"Eat more, look at this kid's house."

"Hmm."

Feng Mao still jumped out word by word, and then nibbled on the goose meat in small bites, and continued to be her goddess of coldness.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Zhiyuan asked casually: "What's the matter, this depends on the goose to be delicious."

Kazemao looked at him, his eyes blinking.

"It's delicious."

Hey, I'll go, two words, this old girl is too appreciative. People gave face, and Zhao Zhiyuan also got energetic, and started chatting again.

"It's delicious, you just stay here for a few more days, and I'll give you all the four major stews."

Feng Mao lowered his head, his face was red, and it took a long time to say a word.

"No... No, Ming....Ming... Heavens... I have to go back..... ”

No wonder Feng Mao jumped out word by word, it turned out that this girl had a stutter, one word or two words were fine, and she made a mistake when she said the whole sentence.

Zhao Dapao and the two were stunned for a moment, feeling a little pity in their hearts, such a beautiful little girl, actually stuttered, these two people are not very good at showing it, so they can only pretend that they are okay and beckon a few people to go back to the house to rest. In fact, Sun Xin and Zhang Yibo could take the conversation over just now and not let Fengmao speak, but the two of them didn't, they will become colleagues in the future, everyone should be honest, don't cause any misunderstandings, this little girl is very good, and her cold appearance is just to hide her inferiority complex due to stuttering.

Early the next morning, Zhao Zhiyuan said goodbye to Zhao Dacang, said hello to his parents, and rushed to the airport with the three of them, preparing to go to the capital, the location of their department.

In fact, Zhao Zhiyuan had already made up his mind the night before yesterday to join them, thinking about it, a person who followed him up to the mountains to hunt when he was a child, and was accustomed to seeing life and death and blood, was doing a dull job in the city, how much passion and wildness had to be suppressed in this body.

There was nothing to say all the way, when they arrived in the capital and got out of the airport, Zhao Zhiyuan took a look, hehe, the car that came to pick them up was still from the army. The car drove around the outer ring for more than an hour, and after coming down, it was bumpy on the dirt road, and finally entered a scenic hill and stopped at the edge of a separate compound. The four men were unloaded, and the military vehicle drove back to the troops, which were stationed on the edge of the compound.

"Let's go in, that's how eleven rounds."

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the military vehicle to pick him up, and the troops stationed next to him, Zhao Zhiyuan would have thought that he had been deceived, and the office location of the 11th Bureau did not look like a government department, but like a local tyrant who had built a holiday villa in the mountains. There is no sign hanging on the side of the gate, and when you enter the door, the yard is quite big, there are trees and flowers in it, and the houses are all two-story small buildings and bungalows, which are really like holiday villas.

There was an old man sitting in the gatehouse, listening to the radio there, and Sun Xin and several people greeted him: "Uncle Zhu, hello, we're back." The old man nodded, did not speak, and listened intently to the commentary on the radio.

"This is our doorman here, Uncle Zhu, who is also a military family member of the unit stationed next to us, and has been working here for many years."

Hearing the movement in the yard, a nearly forty-year-old eldest sister came out of a room, don't look at the eldest sister is middle-aged, but she still has charm, her figure is also very good, she exudes the smell of a mature woman, you can see that she must be a top beauty when she is young, and her voice is also good.

"Come on, brother."

I'll go, fellow in the Northeast, and this eldest sister Zhao Zhiyuan looks a little familiar.

"Come into the house and let my sister see your eyes."

Sun Xin, the Maitreya Buddha, was changed to a wry smile.

"Sister Li, it's the eyes, not the eyes, we can't talk with any word."

"Hey, isn't this in the capital, don't you have to pour your mouth?"

"Yes, Sister Li, you are free. Come, Zhao'er, let me introduce you, this is the deputy director of our 11th Bureau-Li Hong. ”

Zhao Zhiyuan hurriedly nodded and stepped forward to shake hands, this is his own leader.

"Hello Director Li."

"Call sister, what is the director or not, there are many outsiders."

"Hey, Sister Li. That Sister Li, my brother asked you about personally, you know the three provinces of Hongsan. ”

Li Hong was stunned for a moment, her head was slightly raised, her eyes were squinted, there was no focus, she seemed to be thinking about something, and it took a long time before she sighed faintly.

"That's right, I'm the Red Three Provinces."