Life is a Game

It was a face similar to that of the middle-aged old man.

Jiang Weiguo has 6 older brothers, so it goes without saying who Chef Jiang is at the state-run restaurant.

Jiang Feng froze in place, his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, staring at Master Jiang in a daze, his heart was filled with turmoil.

This look, and the surname Jiang, can't be wrong!

The old man still has relatives alive!

In 1987, he worked as a chef in a state-run restaurant in the provincial capital of Shudi!

Master Jiang was holding a plate of braised pork in his hand, smiling happily, a little fat, but much thinner than the middle-aged old man.

Jiang Feng wanted to take another look, but was hit by an invisible wall and asked him to catch up with Han Guishan.

Jiang Feng had no choice but to give up, secretly took note of the signboard style of the state-run hotel, and staggered forward to catch up with Han Guishan.

When he was young, Han Guishan only believed in death, saying that if he went to county y, he would go to county y. Wang Jing said that there was a 60-mile journey, most of which were mountain roads, which were rugged and difficult to walk on, not to mention that Han Guishan was still carrying two large snakeskin bags of goods, which was even more difficult.

Jiang Feng remembered that he would not be tired, hungry or thirsty, and he had no sense of the length of the journey except that the road was not easy and there were some obstacles.

Han Guishan was different. He was walking in real life. He was wearing the new cloth shoes his fifth sister gave him. He worried that the mountain road would wear out the shoes on the way, so he took them off. He walked all night. Finally came to the county seat.

County Y is much dilapidated compared to the provincial capital. Han Guishan's feet had thick calluses that were still bleeding from the stones and weeds on the road. As if he didn't feel it, he casually patted the mud off his feet and put on his shoes.

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

He repeatedly opened the snakeskin bag uneasily to look at the goods inside.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, people began to go out and shops began to open. Jiang Feng thought that Han Guishan would go door to door asking questions like he did in the provincial capital before, but he stopped an old lady in shabby clothes.

"Ma'am, I want to ask if you have wild vegetable dumpling, can you sell me some?" Han Guishan stopped the old lady and asked.

The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then vigilantly looked at Han Guishan's whole body several times.

Han Guishan's attire is not enough to look good in Shencheng, but it is already considered fashionable in County Y. Although he is in a mess, and the two snakeskin bags in his hand are also very dirty, it is enough for the aunt to give him a little trust.

"My family only has cornmeal, but I don't have fine grains like white flour, which cost ten cents each." The aunt lion opened her mouth.

"Yes, yes, I only need cornmeal, five." Han Guishan didn't have the money to go to the restaurant to buy dry food.

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

The aunt hurried home, and not long after, she brought a coarse cloth bag, which contained five small cornmeal wild vegetable balls. After the aunt took the money, she took the coarse cloth away, fearing that Han Guishan would regret it and ran away.

Han Guishan ate two dumplings on the spot and choked a bit, so he took out a towel to wrap the remaining three dumplings, and dragged the snakeskin bag inside.

Han Guishan asked many people about which of the nearby villages was farther and more remote, and begged for a bowl of water from one family. The family who was still begging for water sold a tin frog for 3 yuan.

After asking about a dozen people, Han Guishan selected a village and set off again.

This walk lasted more than two days, and it was more difficult than the previous night road. Almost all of them were mountain roads, small roads, and some dirt roads at the beginning, and all the wild roads stepped on by people's feet. On the way, when he came across a river, he stopped to drink some water. When it got dark, he ate a corn dumpling. Except in the middle of the night, when he was too sleepy and couldn’t walk, he just found a tree to lean against and slept for a few hours without resting. keep going.

Jiang Feng was a little skeptical, whether he was going according to the map he got when he asked for directions or by feeling, the road didn't look like there were people at all, he was even a little afraid that Han Guishan would get lost in the barren mountains and old forests .

At this time in Shu, there were still many barren hills.

In this way, Han Guishan walked for another two days.

Because he only slept late at night, and he was on the mountain, Jiang Feng didn't dare to go far. Han Guishan slept by the tree, and Jiang Feng sat next to him in a daze.

He couldn't figure out what Han Guishan was thinking.

It was just because of Wang Jing's words that he traveled across mountains and rivers to go to the remotest and farthest villages that even the shopkeepers would not want to go to.

Jiang Feng doesn't think about anything else now, he just hopes that this memory will last until Han Guishan returns to the provincial capital, and that Han Guishan can go to that state-run hotel again, so that he can judge the location of the state-run hotel so that he can go back to find his relatives.

In the early morning of the third day, Han Guishan woke up and ate the last dumpling, and continued to carry the snakeskin bag on the road.

He didn't make any noise, didn't speak, and didn't even talk to himself, just like a silent wooden man, he only knew to keep moving forward.

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

This kind of village in the deep mountains is not only inaccessible to motor vehicles, but even bicycles are not allowed to enter. You have to rely on your feet to get in and out. There are no outsiders at all on weekdays.

There was a kid playing with mud at the entrance of the village. Seeing this, Han Guishan came forward dragging a snakeskin bag, and said kindly, "My kid, I'm a shopkeeper. I want to ask if this is the Anhe production team?"

The kid playing in the mud jumped up when he heard the word peddler, didn't answer his question at all, and ran back to the village like a cannonball, shouting as he ran, "The peddler is here, the peddler is here!" !"

Han Guishan was stunned by him.

After a while, the entrance of the village was full of people, and everyone watched Han Guishan like they watched Pang Da.

No, this is the land of Shu, Han Guishan may be even rarer than Pang Da.

"Where is the shopkeeper? I'm the captain here." The captain, who was in his fifties but looked much older than his actual age, yelled loudly, and the villagers made way for him.

"Hello, I'm a shopkeeper, ah, no, my surname is Han, and I'm here to sell goods." Seeing that the production team leaders had come, Han Guishan hurriedly said, "Excuse me, is this the Anhe production team?"

When Han Guishan spoke, the crowd who had been quietly watching was like a bomb thrown into a pond, and it boiled all of a sudden.

"It's really a shopkeeper. How many years have we not had a shopkeeper in our village?"

"What do you think this peddler sells? Does he sell soap?"

"Mom, I want candy."

"Anhe brigade is further away than our village, why does he go to Anhe brigade?"

"you say……"

"Cough cough!" The team leader coughed loudly twice, and everyone fell silent. It seems that the team leader still has a lot of authority among the villagers. Lu, this is the barley production brigade, where are you going to visit your relatives?"

"No, I sell goods." Han Guishan said.

The crowd was commotion again.

"Why do you go to Anhe brigade, how good it is to sell here!"

"That's right, An and the brigade are so poor, how can they afford things, what is this shopkeeper thinking."

"Cough cough." The team leader signaled everyone to be quiet, and said to Han Guishan with a smile: "Han peddler, you may not know the situation here, the Anhe team had a poor harvest last year, and you may not be able to sell there. Look at us how?"

A bright light flashed in the team leader's eyes. In the past few years, the weather has been good and the production brigades have not had bad harvests, but there is no supply and marketing cooperative in their remote village, and the nearest supply and marketing cooperative has to walk a day and night on the mountain road. Finally, a foreign peddler came, how could he let him go to Anhe brigade for nothing.

Jiang Feng was on the sidelines, watching the captain and Han Guishan say a few words, but they didn't talk about the topic. The two of them were doing Tai Chi under the crowd, and it was a bit funny.

After walking the mountain road for two days, Han Guishan's brain has opened up, and he has learned to sell for a price.