In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that small mountain towns always have a common quality, such as quiet, leisurely, and not so much bullshit. www.biquge.info In fact, it is the same everywhere, they are all running for life, and no one is more free than others.

In these years, the premise of leisure is that there is money, and the leisure without money is called second-rate.

Gu Yu is not a rich man, nor is he a second-rate person, just a hard-working bricklayer. At this moment, he was carrying his burden down another path, and after walking for half a minute at the foot of the mountain, he turned onto a dirt road.

If the gate is front, it is considered to be sideways, and only the locals know about it. Every morning, the vendors ride here, carry their stuff up the hill, and come down at dusk.

There was also a family on the side of the dirt road, owned by an old widower, whose job was to show the peddlers the carts, if they rode the donkey upside down.

"Boom!"

Gu Yu was a little late today, and when he opened the courtyard door, he saw his broken car poking alone, so he pulled his neck and called:

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

After shouting twice, no one answered, and he looked through the window: the old man was lying crooked in the back room, his mouth open and closed, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake.

He didn't make any noise, just piled things up in the car, then picked up two sticks of tender corn and two eggs, and put them lightly in the hall, and then left the small courtyard.

The dirt road is difficult to navigate, and the potholes are very bumpy.

Gu Yu rode for a while, and then came to a very rough residential area. There are mostly bungalows and tiled houses, and there are few two-story small buildings, each of which is connected by alleys, and it is like a maze to go around.

To the east, however, you can see a number of high-rise buildings—the downtown area of the White City.

In recent years, the city has expanded, and many small villages have been incorporated and transformed, saying that the countryside is not the countryside, that the city is not the city, that the cultivated land is gone, and that even the village is not allowed to be called, and people are called streets.

This was originally the Phoenix Collection, which has been called for decades, and now it has become Phoenix Street, in the westernmost part of the White City. The housing is very dilapidated, the residents are very poor, and of course the government wants to save face, and there are still basic municipal constructions: such as running water, digital television, broadband, and some public facilities.

But the old and young masters wondered, what is the use of installing a walker, rowing machine, stepping on a broken iron wheel, and twisting the ass in the village?

"Yo, Xiaoyu is back, make dumplings today, and I'll send you a bowl later." ”

"Thank you, auntie, I was still thinking about this yesterday, and I will be hungry for your cabbage-stuffed dumplings. ”

"Haha, you kid is sweet-mouthed, let's go back to the house and rest first. ”

"Eh, you slow down, too. ”

After saying hello to a fat aunt, Gu Yu stopped in front of a small courtyard. In the courtyard are three old tiled houses, with a kitchen in the middle hall and an east and west houses on the left and right. In the middle of the yard is a broken brick road, with rows of green onions planted on both sides. Toilets and utility rooms are in the corners, and there are some chopped lumbers and corn piled under the roots.

Living here, he basically doesn't have to lock the door, he parked the car and went into the house. Today will be more leisurely, the tea eggs are enough for tomorrow, and the corn is boiling on the mountain, so there is no need to prepare.

He washed it casually, then pulled out the ledger and began to keep accounts.

As the weather warms up and tourism projects gradually warm up, the number of tourists in Phoenix Mountain has also increased significantly. Recently, the business has been good, there is a net profit of about 80 yuan a day, and a rough calculation, I can earn more than 2,000 yuan this month. In the future, it will be the peak season, which can rise to four or five thousand.

Gu Yu was happy in his heart, and as soon as he put the account book away, he heard someone shouting outside: "Brother, my mother asked me to send you dumplings!"

Then the curtain was lifted, and a little girl with big eyes came in, with simple and clean clothes and pants, and a very round face. She was holding a bowl of dumplings in her hand, and it was still steaming.

"Come on, give it to me!"

He hurriedly took it in his hand, put the folding table away, and asked, "You finished eating so quickly?"

"They didn't, I finished eating. ”

"Losing weight again?"

"Uh-huh, look at my face. She tugged at her fat face.

"Tsk, how many times have I told you......"

Gu Yu sat on the edge of the kang and said, "You are called cute, don't learn from the awl faces in your class, do you know what a beautiful girl is?"

Cut!

The little girl pursed her lips and disagreed, but then sat down opposite, as if she had asked for something, and her big eyes blinked pitifully.

"Let's play, let's play!" he froze.

"Hee-hee, thank you, brother!"

The girl stumbled over to the TV, where there was a table with an old-fashioned laptop. She fiddled skillfully, and after a while, she listened to the prompts of various software.

“……”

Gu Yu shook his head, picked up a dumpling and stuffed it in one bite.

This little girl's name is Fang Qing, the daughter of the fat aunt, fifteen years old, and she is about to take the high school entrance examination. The girl is lively and fun-loving, especially on the Internet, but it is impossible to buy a computer with her family environment, so she often sneaks over to rub the Internet.

And this notebook was a gift from his grandfather when Gu Yu was admitted to college.

The dumplings are filled with cabbage and pork, a whole sea bowl, young people eat a lot, and it is effortless to eliminate them. She was playing there, he was eating, about forty minutes or so, Fang Qing glanced back, and then stood up reluctantly: "Brother, I'll go back." ”

"Well, thank you, auntie. ”

The little girl took the empty bowl, Gu Yu gave him away, and when she arrived at the hall, she suddenly said, "Hey, wait a while." ”

As he spoke, he took out the key, opened the door of the west room, and pushed it in. Fang Qing was curious, since she had an impression, this room was locked, and she didn't know what was hidden inside.

After a while, Gu Yu came out, holding a incense box in his hand, and said, "There have been more mosquitoes recently, this is for you." ”

"Ah, my mom just wanted this, I almost forgot!"

Fang Qing knew the magic of this thing, and lit one every night, and the mosquitoes were gone, and there was no smell of smoke.

Gu Yu sent her to the gate before wiping her body back. After cleaning up the dinner table, he casually turned on the TV and sat down in front of the computer.

"Those silks as beautiful as the morning glow were made by ignorant mulberry girls who worked hard day and night, almost blinding their eyes. Those rich and rich bear skins were caught by rough hunters in ambush days and nights in the bitter cold snow. Those priceless mermaids ...... tears"

There were a few lines of dialogue on the TV, and when he heard it, he felt pain and complained: "As soon as I opened it, it was all Ji Guanlin." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at it, and added: "There are also special big flat eyebrows!"

He didn't bother to look at it, sat up straight, clicked the mouse a few times, typed in the account, and it was another point.

The webpage slowly opened, revealing a handmade incense exchange website, small in scale, built by a group of enthusiasts themselves. He spends most of his time diving, occasionally popping up, and is recognized as a big touch in the station. And watching those friends tear around for a certain incense recipe or certain ingredient ratios has also become one of the few pleasures.

He entered the forum, just saw a new post sent out, click on it and take a look:

"Ahhhhhhh

Below, is the picture of the corpse of the bag of roses. The poster is called "Miracle Force".,It's a very active cute girl.。

Gu Yu had nothing to do, so he raised his hand and knocked a few words: "Flowers and herbs are easy to have insects, you can put oxygen absorbers in the bottle and put some tonka on the outside." ”

After a while, I brushed it again, and the girl actually followed the post very quickly: "Ah, I can't believe my eyes, Yun Shenda turned over my brand!!!"

Well, his ID is called "Yunshen is not a place". Huh? Looks dirty.

"Heh......"

Gu Yu smiled, but he didn't follow the post again, but the next second he heard the sound of "Didi", and suddenly a text message came from the station:

"I'll order another box of the last awakening incense when I ran out of incense. From: Xiao Zhai. ”

This person is also an old station friend, and the two have chatted a few times. A while ago, she inadvertently mentioned that she was drowsy, so Gu Yu asked for the address and sent a box of awakening incense.

The original intention was to send it, but he didn't want the other party to send a red envelope, and he needed to subsidize his life, so he was not hypocritical. The two added friends to each other, but they didn't know much about each other, only knew that her name was Jiang Xiaozhai.

"The water is connected to the sound of the Xijiang sky, and the shadow of the pine of Xiaozhai is flat. Who taught me to play the flute, and leaned on the spring breeze to make the moon bright. ”

Xiao Du's sentiments are probably like this.

"Okay, tell you before you mail. ”

Immediately, Gu Yu replied to a text message, there was no movement over there, but after a few minutes, he listened to the prompt of his mobile phone, and there was a big red envelope of 200 yuan.

“……”

He pursed his lips, the girl is really cool.

Looking at it this way, it seems that it is easy to make money, but it is not. The process of handmade incense is cumbersome, the time is long, and the cellaring alone takes several days, which is not at all in line with the fast-paced sales strategy.

So he can't open an online store, so he can only take on private jobs, one by one, and the niche can't be niche.