The weather has turned cold, and the snow has come a few days later.

The first snow since the beginning of winter this year was for three consecutive days. After three days, the entire Luan Qishan was covered in silver and boundless, and there was no scene of the past with many trees.

The mountains covered with heavy snow, the roads are difficult to move, the straw sandals are difficult to see, and the cold and biting coldness invades, a serious illness may completely ruin a strong man!

In this case, collecting iron wire vines is a torture for everyone.

Maybe once you go into the mountain, you will never have the chance to go down the mountain again!

The only thing that can support them in doing this is the relatively generous reward!

Among the chores, only two people chose to enter the mountain. One of them finally gave up after two days of persistence.

Only Sun Heng still leaves early and returns late, half a bundle of iron wire vines every day, and rushes into the mountains with a dull head.

In the eyes of many people, this person is just a fool who wants money but lives!

There are many sneers in open and secret ways.

However, what made everyone who sneered at him was that Sun Heng had never had any problems over the past period of time, and his harvest was stable, and he even accumulated a small amount of assets.

"Half bundles! Write it down first, and get the bill with just enough bundles."

In the registration office, Zhang Chongjiu drew a semicircle behind Sun Heng's name, and his eyes were cold and signaled that he could leave.

Sun Heng lowered his head, and there were obviously several more iron wire vines below, but he did not do anything about it.

In Zhang Chongjiu's words, this is the rule!

Now, Senior Brother Huang is responsible for the mountain people, while Senior Brother Zhang Xiao is responsible for the apprentice.

There are deductions from the mountain people, so naturally Zhang Xiao would not be able to send the money to a real amount.

It is a convention to intercept part of it every day!

If you are not convinced, you can report it.

But no one is a fool. Both senior brothers are formal disciples of Master Lei. If you sue them, you are afraid you will be looking for death!

Sun Heng nodded silently, turned around and left, touched the big money in his pocket, and came to the stalls not far away.

"Little brother, what are you going to order this time?"

The stall owner is said to have something to do with the two senior brothers, so he can set up a stall here and earn the hard money from those who come to the mountains to collect herbs.

"Old-looking, cured meat, two cents of wine."

Sun Heng took out three big money from his arms and handed it over: "The boss has bought new goods? It's really rare."

"I went back to the town yesterday and brought some gadgets."

The boss lifted the barrel, and the wine inside was steaming and was a little turbid, making Sun Heng's throat roll slightly.

As for the meat, it is marinated and placed in a row, and one is a lot of money, so you can save some money and stop an ordinary meal.

The wine here is similar to the rice wine from previous life. It has a low degree and is very turbid. If it is not heated, it will be sour and unpalatable.

But this wine is mixed with medicine, which can activate blood and help strengthen people's body.

It is also because of this that Sun Heng was willing to spend money and paid some every day.

While waiting for the boss to drink, Sun Heng swept around the things on the stall and finally focused on something similar to a goose egg.

The thing is oval, black, with six holes on it, very similar to a musical instrument called Wu in his previous life.

"What is this?"

"I don't know what this is called, but I can blow it."

When the boss saw that the business was coming, his eyes lit up. He hurriedly picked up the thing and put it beside his mouth to make a move.

"Don't!"

Sun Heng reached out to stop him, and a faint smile appeared on his face that had been stiff for several months: "Just give it to me, how much does it cost?"

"Five big money!"

The boss opened his fingers and swayed back and forth in front of him.

"Then forget it."

Sun Heng smiled calmly and put down the things in his hand: "It's too expensive."

"No!"

The boss's voice was clamoring. He picked up this thing on the streets of the town. Seeing the high price Sun Heng liked, he could naturally give a discount: "How much can you pay?"

"Two cents!"

Sun Heng pondered for a moment and stretched out his two fingers.

“It’s too little!”

The boss frowned: "A little more, I can't make any money at this price, and I have to pay for travel expenses!"

Sun Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he added another finger: "Three cents, you can't have more, just forget about more!"

"make a deal!"

The boss slapped his thigh and said that the deal was negotiated.

Sun Heng put away the meat strips, wine, and held the baton in his hand to play with it.

Put it beside his mouth and blew it, and the whimper sounded. Although it was unremitting, it still made him smile.

At least, with it, you can do something when you are bored in the future.

Sun Heng in his previous life could also play musical instruments. Although he was just entertaining himself, he was also a hobby.

Life in this life is difficult, so you can use it to adjust one or two.

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Not every mountain citizen is a person who works hard to live a life honestly.

Just like Huang Shiyou, apart from making money, his only hobby is drinking and gambling.

Life at the foot of Luan Qi Mountain is depressing and boring, especially in winter, not only is it snowing heavily, but it is also very inconvenient to travel to and from towns.

Coupled with the huge gap in the iron wire vine and the strict orders of the two masters, even at the beginning of the annual end of one yuan, few people had a holiday and returned to the town.

So many people gather together for a long time, it will naturally make some people think of ways to have fun.

That's it, in a house.

More than a dozen mountain people and the pharmacy staff who had been in vain for eight years were siegeing the city and shouting desperately there.

This place has become a fixed casino.

"Come on... Come on..., press the big and small? Don't change it!"

"open!"

"Four, five, six, big!"

"Fuck! You're a big shot in a row, the surname Zhao, are you using tricks?"

Huang Shiyou's eyes were red as he saw the gambling money in front of him gradually decreased a little, and he was already anxious and red: "Wait a minute, I'll throw the next one!"

"If you throw it, you throw it!"

A man on the other side threw the dice and the dice cup over, with disdain on his face: "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, and I will bring the money first!"

"Give!"

People who love gambling pay great attention to gambling products. Huang Shiyou gritted his teeth and pushed some of the big money in front of him, shook the dice cup, and started gambling again.

"The pressure is large and the pressure is small, and the pressure is fixed and the hand is fixed!"

"Big! Big! Big!"

"Small! Small! Small!"

"open!"

"Five-five-six, still big!"

"Haha... Brother Huang, it seems that you are not lucky today! Is this here to give me money, right?"

"The surname of Zhao, don't be arrogant!"

"Haha..., keep going, today I will take advantage of the victory and squeeze out all the money in your pocket!"

After a while, Huang Shiyou, who was despaired, walked out of the room with his head bowed his back. At this time, he was empty-sleeved and penniless!

When he was blown by the cold wind, he was already thin and looked a little desolate.

"Brother Shiyou!"

A mountain man carrying a hunting bow on his back came over with a smile: "Why, I have no money again?"

"Mengzi."

Huang Shiyou rolled his eyes at the visitor and spoke in anger: "Why are you asking me to drink?"
To be continued...