Zhang Chi had a full stomach at the uncle's house, and when he went back, the uncle got two cow hooves for Zhang Chi, and some good ribs or something, in short, he went to the uncle's house with empty paws, and when he went back, it was full of things.

When he got home, Zhang Chi went back to bed and squinted for a while, and when he got up, he went to practice his skills, and the day passed.

There was nothing to do next, the price of cattle has been hovering around two yuan and four, and Zhang Chi has no interest in selling cattle.

The price of grass is rising slightly, but it has not yet reached the price expected by Zhang Chi, and a few points of increase is not of much significance.

Lao Xu came over two days later, and built a new cowshed with materials, and a simple stable was separated from the corner of the cowshed.

Everything was ready, and Zhang Chi began to wait for the arrival of winter.

It's almost October, and there aren't many days left, and it's still normal, with snowflakes falling here at the beginning of October in a cold year.

However, before the heavy snow came, Zhang Chi still had an important thing to do, that is, to prepare firewood for the winter.

Generally speaking, you have to buy firewood for the winter, buy the kind of logs cut into sections, and then go home and chop them with an axe or a machine specially designed to chop firewood.

For example, at this time in the past, Zhang Chi would buy wood with his uncle and aunt and come back, chop it into firewood, and prepare it for use in winter.

Now that I've set up my own door, I naturally have to think about these things on my own.

During dinner in the morning, Zhang Chi casually asked Cannon: "Cannon, where can I buy firewood here?" ”

"Buying firewood?" Cannon looked at Zhang Chi a little puzzled.

Zhang Chi said: "Yes, buy firewood." If you don't buy firewood, how can you make a fireplace?"

"Do you still need to buy firewood to live here? Just go up the hill and cut it, and as long as you can get it back, no one cares about you, and of course people usually look for dead trees," Cannon said.

"Chop it yourself?"

"Well, cut it yourself, or else? It's all mountains, and you still have to spend money to buy firewood? Besides, there's no one to sell here, so if you want to buy firewood, you'll have to buy it in the city and bring it back yourself," Cannon said.

As soon as he heard that he didn't spend money to cut it himself, Zhang Chi was immediately happy.

"It's better to cut it yourself, I thought I had to buy firewood just like in the city," Zhang Chi said.

"Oh, forgot, there's no rule for this thing, right?" Zhang Chi replied.

Cannon replied, "Yes, there is a permit every year, but I have never heard of anyone paying for it."

"No one has paid?" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon said, "Anyway, I haven't seen anyone pay it."

Cannon is telling the truth, there is indeed this rule, which means that you need a permit to go up the mountain to cut wood, but there is really no such rule as a bird, everyone needs to go up the mountain with tools, cut down the tree and drag it back, what should you do directly, as for arresting people? The police are really idle.

Guan Jian is not easy to catch, the police car can't drive up, and with such a big mountain, many families directly farm and farm at the foot of the mountain, do you know when he entered the mountain and when he cut down trees?

Even if you know that people drag them to your home, and you want to search them, there is almost no door.

So the police shouldn't know, anyway, as long as you don't drag a tree past the entrance of the police station, everyone will assume that this has never happened.

"Then we won't pay it either," Zhang Chi said.

After speaking, Zhang Chi remembered again, he could cut it himself, but how to transport it back.

Zhang Chi has a gourd, which can be transported with a gourd, but if he transports it back like this out of thin air, then Cannon can't stare at it.

Cannon's answer suddenly made Zhang Chi feel that his IQ was a little insufficient.

"Drag it with a horse, otherwise, the car won't be able to enter the mountain!"

"That's right!"

Cannon continued, "Wait until I'm going to do some ropes to drag the tree, and then, oh, by the way, boss, you forgot the cowhide from last time, right?" ”

Zhang Chi then remembered that the last time he killed a cow, he sent it to someone to deal with it, and he forgot to get it back.

"I'll pick it up later."

"I'm in a hurry, why don't you add two more saddles to the ranch?"

"Okay!" Zhang Chi nodded.

After discussing it at the dinner table, Zhang Chi's task in the morning was to go into the city to buy saddles and fetch cowhides.

When things were retrieved, Cannon's side had made a simple wooden rack that could be put on the horse's neck and let the horse pull the wood.

Everything was ready, and the two entered the mountain through the back door of the ranch early the next morning, at about six o'clock, just after dawn.

Cannon led the way as a veteran, Zhang Chi rode Chi behind Chiyan Mountain, and in the middle of the two were four horses.

Da Niu and Erhu also followed, and the two dogs were full of energy after running.

After walking for a short time, Cannon, who was in front of him, stopped, looked up at the tree next to him, and came down from his horse.

Zhang Chi urged Chiyan Mountain to the front.

"What's wrong, why don't you leave" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon reached out and patted the tree next to him: "This tree is not working".

Zhang Chi looked up at the tree, he didn't see that the tree was not good at all, but it was lush and growing very well.

"No more? Where did you see that? Zhang Chi couldn't help but ask.

"You see the leaves on this tree are a little yellow, and the trunk is here, see if you see it, it's almost empty......" Cannon said with a sigh of relief.

Zhang Chi is still in a state of confusion.

Because he really didn't see where the tree was going wrong.

Leaves withered? This is especially autumn, and it is about to be winter, as a deciduous tree, it would be strange if the leaves of this tree were not yellow, and as for the reasons why the branches were broken, they were also the reasons?

But!

Zhang Chi thought about it for a while, and looked at the tree again, only to find that the tree was almost more than thirty centimeters thick, and the straight trunk was almost more than ten meters high, and the trunk had almost no branches from top to bottom, and the main trunk was straight and straight from the ground to the top.

This tree is perfect for making fires!

"Well, this tree is really not working."

In an instant, Zhang Chi felt that this tree was indeed not good, and if it was not cut down, it would definitely affect other trees in the forest.

"No way, right?" Cannon asked with a smile.

Zhang Chi nodded: "It's not going to work, if you don't burn it, it will be rotten next year."

The two came to an agreement, so they prepared to cut the wood.

This kind of thing is indispensable for the chainsaw, and the oil is poured into the chainsaw, and Cannon pulls it sharply, and the chainsaw buzzes.

Putting on his goggles, Cannon stood beside the tree with a chainsaw and began to slant more than fifty centimeters above the root of the tree.

"BOSS, stand some over there, don't fall down and hit you."

Zhang Chi honestly shifted his position.

When Cannon's second saw went down, a slanted gap appeared in the trunk, so that the tree had not yet fallen.

Picking up his axe, Cannon struck twice more into the gap.

Click!

After a soft sound, the tree began to slope in the direction of the gap, and then leaned more and more, and after a clicking sound, the intact trunk of the original gap cracked directly, and the whole tree smashed towards the ground in the direction of the gap.

The tree has fallen!

Waiting for the tree to hit the ground, Canon walked over with a chainsaw and began to cut the branches on the main trunk.

Zhang Chi was not idle, he followed with an axe and began to clean up some twigs on the trunk.

"BOSS, BOSS, don't clear that kind of twig, let's just need the trunk" Cannon stroked the tree for a while, turned his head and found that his boss was picking at a branch about five or six centimeters in diameter in the swishing place, so he said.

"Don't you want that too?" Zhang Chi felt that the fire in front of him was quite good.

Cannon said: "No, no, if these things are all too difficult to get back, it will be troublesome, and you will have to tie and tie up."

…… Zhang Chi is so speechless, this kind of branch doesn't even want to be split, just throw it away? It's no wonder you can't buy this kind of complete sprig when you buy firewood yourself.

And the reason why you don't need these branches is that it's hard to get them back!

Get!

Cannon said no, don't.

The two of them worked together to trim out the whole trunk, a whole trunk is about ten meters long, a horse must not be able to drag, so Cannon waved a saw and cut it in half.

They were dragged to the foot of the mountain by two horses, and the two of them went to the mountain again with their horses and dogs.

Soon Cannon found another tree that was about to 'die', the same thirty centimeters thick, the same deciduous tree, and then he was busy with work.

When the tree was repaired, and it was about noon, the two men returned to the pasture with four horses pulling the trunks, threw the wood at the door of the storehouse, and began to make lunch.

After lunch, the two continued to go to the mountains to find these trees that were going to 'die'.

After two times, Zhang Chi understood, these trees must not be in the same place, because if you cut down one piece, it will definitely not work, and it is not good from the perspective of soil erosion.

So every twenty or thirty meters apart, there will be such a dead tree being picked.

"How about this one, I think this one is going to die too" Zhang Chi patted the trunk of the tree and asked Cannon.

Cannon smiled and nodded: "It's true that it's going to die, but we have enough of this kind of tree, let it die next year, let's go cut down a pine next, this kind of tree is very good for fire."

Zhang Chi was a little unsatisfied when he heard it: "Enough? ”

"That's enough, we've cut down several of these trees, and we'll cut down some others, some of which are burn-resistant, and some of which are so hot, so we have to pick some," Canon said.

So Cannon took Zhang Chi to find two more Pinus tabuliformis.

After tossing back and forth for three or four days, the two of them prepared all the firewood for the winter.

In the past few days, Zhang Chi has a lot of knowledge points, and he can understand which trees are good to burn and which trees are not good to burn, which trees are good to burn during the day, and which trees are burning at night.

How else to say that everything is knowledgeable.

After all the trees are cut down, the matter is not finished, and these trees have to be cut into about 40 centimeters of lindens, and after cutting into lindens, they have to be split into five or six centimeters of firewood, and the firewood must be stacked together, so that the firewood can be dried naturally.

So it's all a thing.