"What's up?" Zhao Jun replied to Zhao Guofeng with a smile, but he wasn't taking it seriously. Zhao Jun knew perfectly well that you couldn't trust a drunk's promises; Zhao Guofeng would probably wake up tomorrow and forget he'd said anything at all.
Zhao Guofeng said, "Let's cut to the chase. I don't need you to hunt a Tiger. Just hunt wild boars and Black Bears for me. Get me as many as you can before May first."
"Heh..." Zhao Jun chuckled. "Uncle Zhao, I'm working at the Forest Farm now. I don't have any time to hunt. Why don't you ask someone else?"
"I'm not asking anyone else, I'm asking you." Zhao Guofeng stared at Zhao Jun and said, "It's already spring. The trappers will all be down from the mountains in a few days. What are you so busy with?"
