Life is a Game

It's a face similar to the middle-aged old man.

There are 6 elder brothers in Ou Jiangwei, and it is natural that the chef Jiang of the state-owned restaurant is self-evident.

Qiu Jiangfeng's entire body was in situ, and a stormy sea set off in her heart.

Grandpa and relatives are alive!

当 Become a chef in a state-run restaurant in the provincial capital of Shudi in 1987!

Qi Jiangfeng's feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, and the entire person stared at Master Jiang dullly.

Master Minjiang had a plate of braised pork in his hand, smiling slightly, but slightly thinner than the middle-aged old man.

Qi Jiangfeng wanted to see more, and was hit by an invisible wall asking him to catch up with Han Guishan.

Qiu Jiangfeng had to give up, secretly memorizing the signature style of the state-run hotel, and running forward to catch up with Han Guishan.

In his youth, Han Guishan only admits death, saying that when he goes to y county, he will go to y county. Wang Jing said that there are 60 miles of roads, most of which are mountain roads, rugged mountain roads, and shoes that are not easy to walk, let alone Han Guishan also has two snakeskin bags of goods, it is even more difficult.

Qi Jiangfeng is not tired in memory, hungry or thirsty. Except for the road that is not so easy to walk, there is no feeling about the length of the road.

Han Guishan was different. He was walking hard, wearing the new cloth shoes that his five sisters gave him, and he was worried that the road was worn out by the road and he took off the shoes all night. When the sky was bright, Han Guishan Finally came to the county seat.

Y County and the provincial capital are much worn out. Han Guishan's feet originally had thick calluses and were still cut off by the stones and weeds on the road. As if he didn't feel it, he patted the mud on his feet and put on his shoes.

It was still early, and Han Guishan was sitting on the street waiting for the shops to open.

He repeatedly opened the mouth of the snakeskin bag uneasily to look at the contents inside.

I waited and didn't know how long, someone started to go out, and some shops started to open. Jiang Feng thought that Han Guishan would ask from house to house as he had done in the provincial capital before, but he stopped an old lady in a shabby dress.

"Ma'am, I want to ask if you have any wild vegetable dumplings, can you sell me a few?" Han Guishan stopped the old aunt and asked.

Auntie Nian nibbled for a moment, and then repeatedly watched Han Guishan all over her vigilantly.

Han Guishan's dress is not good enough in Shencheng, but it is already fashionable in County Y. Although the wind and dust are embarrassing, the two snakeskin bags in his hand are also very dirty and messy, but it is enough to give her a little trust.

"My family only has cornmeal, but it doesn't have the fine grain like white noodles, one dime." The elder lion opened her mouth.

"Yes, yes, I only need cornmeal, five." Han Guishan had no money to go to the restaurant to buy dry food.

"My son is at home, don't mess around, you'll just wait here," warned her.

Auntie Hurry rushed home, not long after, took a coarse cloth bag, and inside there were five small cornmeal and wild vegetable balls. After the aunt took the money, she took the coarse cloth away, for fear that Han Guishan ran away.

贵 Han Guishan ate two dumplings in situ, and it was a bit choppy. Then he wrapped a towel and wrapped the remaining three dumplings, and dragged the snakeskin bag into it.

贵 Han Guishan asked a lot of people about which villages in the nearby villages were farther and more remote. They asked for a bowl of water to drink from a family, and they still sold an iron frog for 3 yuan.

I asked about a dozen people, and Han Guishan chose a village and set off again.

This walk is more than a day, and it is more difficult to walk than the night road. Almost all are mountain roads, small roads, and there are some dirt roads at the beginning. When he came back to Shanxi Road, when he came across the river, he stopped to drink some water. He didn't eat two corn dumplings until it was dark. He basically walked without rest.

Jiang Feng was a little skeptical. Whether he walked on the map he obtained when asking for directions or by feeling, he didn't look like a smoke on the road at all. He even was a little afraid that Han Guishan would be lost in the old forest of the barren mountains. .

At this time, there were still a lot of mountains in the desert.

I was like this, Han Guishan left for another night.

He just stopped halfway and found a tree leaning against him for several hours. Because it was late and it was on the mountain again, Jiang Feng was afraid to go far. Han Guishan leaned against a tree to sleep, and he sat beside him in a daze.

He was a little bit confused about what Han Guishan was thinking.

He was just because of Wang Jing's words, he waded mountains and rivers, and he wanted to go to the most remote and farthest villages that even the cargo man wouldn't want to go.

Jiang Feng doesn't want anything else now. I just hope that this memory will last until Han Guishan returns to the provincial capital. I hope that Han Guishan can go to that state-run hotel again, so that he can make a good judgment about the location of that state-run hotel ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Go back to find relatives.

In the early morning, Han Guishan woke up. He didn't say a word, didn't even speak to himself, ate a dumpling, and continued to carry the snakeskin bag on his way.

In the middle of the afternoon, Jiang Feng finally saw the village.

This village in the deep mountains, not only motor vehicles ca n’t get in, even bikes ca n’t get in, and you have to rely on your feet to get in and out. There are no outsiders at all on weekdays.

The arrival of Han Guishan caused a sensation in the village.

The head of the village told Han Guishan that their village hadn't been selling goods for more than ten years, and even the supply and marketing cooperatives hadn't been there. Usually, if they wanted to buy some wood, oil and salt, they had to go up a dozen miles to the village next door.

The following plot developments fit well with the routine of each urban inspirational rebirth novel.

贵 Han Guishan sold a lot of goods and made a lot of money. People in the village enthusiastically invited him for a light meal and asked him to stay overnight.

Han Guishan also had some towels. The iron frogs and sea-soul shirts were not sold. After asking the village chief and asking how to get to the next remote village without a supply and marketing cooperative, he hurried on the road again.

If it hadn't been for a few hours before he slept, Jiang Feng would doubt whether he was an iron man who didn't need a rest.

When I was alone, I was as quiet as before, but when I was selling goods, it was more talkative, because it was from the deep city. I coaxed people in these remote small villages and talked with Wang Jingyi two days ago People who are struck by social phobia are completely different.

Qi Jiangfeng can only sigh, the big brother is a big brother, and his learning and ability are completely different from ordinary people.

In this way, four days later, Han Guishan sold all the goods, and the pockets of his underwear were stuffed with various denominations.

He finally set off and returned to the provincial capital.