After eating and drinking, Ma Zhan deliberately walked around a few windows of the health center, and left satisfied, making sure that there were no problems.

Zhang Yijian has already set his sights on Zhang Shiyu, but as far as he knows, Zhang Shiyu does not look like the master who will be hooked up. The only thing that is unpleasant is that Zhang Yijian can earn more than 1,000 yuan in a month, not to the level of anger and jealousy, just pure hatred, I just don't want that guy to live well.

Halfway through the village, he returned to his lodgings.

In his spare time, he has added a bamboo shed at the door to park his tricycle.

Sitting on a wooden chair and taking out his mobile phone, he habitually checked comments and all kinds of information.

"Yes Sir," Wan Chongshan's reply made him fall into deep thought.

After thinking for a long time, he scratched his head and muttered: "I also know how to post more photos and videos to try to retain users after people like them, but the key is that I don't have command." ”

If it weren't for the fact that this system wouldn't automatically upload information about his private life, he wouldn't dare to take this mobile phone with him, and there would be no privacy at all.

Getting an answer that is equal to nothing, Ma Struggle is helpless.

Ma Fenfen, who continued to look for potential customers on Weibo, found a netizen who said that he wanted to discuss, and after a long time, he typed the next paragraph and sent it over.

"Hello, I don't know how the old buddies discussed?"

Still sinking into the sea, the scolding horse struggled because of this, but thought of a thing.

The wild boars and tigers in the mountains have to find a way to deal with them, otherwise it will not be safe to go up the mountain in the future.

Glancing at the time, Ma Struggle, who felt that it was still early, lit a cigarette and walked out of the house.

By the light of the moon, he came to his grandfather's residence.

He patted the door and said briefly, "Grandpa, it's me." ”

There was a glimmer of light from the dimly lit window, and Hisoka's footsteps grew louder and louder, and the wooden door that creaked like the old man's age was opened.

The old village chief looked at his grandson who suddenly appeared, and after a while he beckoned, he turned around and walked into the house and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard the roar of a tiger last time I went up the mountain with Dr. Liu, and there are a lot of wild boars in that mountain range, so I wonder if you organized a hunt to eliminate some hidden dangers. ”

The old man sat on the rocking chair, looked at his grandson very curiously, knocked on the dry tobacco and said: "The matter was said a few days ago, no one wants to go, so two or three kindly agreed, and there are still too many people." ”

"Your words don't work?" Ma asked rhetorically.

"Didn't you do something, and you used this as an excuse, saying that you were afraid that you would miss your invitation to work when you went to the mountains. ”

Ma Zhan smiled and threw a cigarette to the old village chief, while he himself squatted not far away and smoked.

After a few minutes, he said lightly: "I'll look for them once when I go back, if these beasts don't get rid of them, something will definitely happen in the future." ”

"In five days, it's an annual hunting festival, so let's go up the mountain that day. Seeing his puzzled eyes, the old village chief explained: "The tradition I still had when I was young was forgotten later, you can see if you can get it back." ”

Ma Zhan, who didn't take it seriously, answered, got up and wanted to leave.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, tell grandpa about those people in the city. How much money did you make, and how much consumption did you drive?" The old man knocked on the dry cigarette and raised his voice a little more demandingly.

Ma Zhan, who turned around again, half-leaned on the door frame, looked at the rickety old man sitting in the rocking chair, and said patiently: "I made an account book a few days earlier, and I will send it to you tomorrow. ”

"Gone, sleepy. ”

The waving horse struggled out of the old house and closed the door by the way.

"Rabbit cub, it's still this virtue. Looking at the closed door, the old man smiled and muttered to himself.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Ma Zhan knocked on the door of his neighbor Uncle Li early in the morning, because he found an opportunity, not to ask for news, this kind of big event system will definitely have action!

Wait until the door is opened to add fuel to the matter.

Uncle Li, who got the most benefits from Ma Struggle, did not refuse, but agreed after a little thought.

Ma Zhan, who received the reply, did not stay long, and walked towards the house of another old Uncle Yang.

"Who, so early in the morning. ”

The door creaked open, and when he saw that it was a horse, Uncle Yang, who muttered after struggling, showed a smile and said, "It's a struggle, come on, come into the house and sit." ”

Ma Zhan nodded and smiled, walked in casually, and heard the question on the other end before he sat down.

"Struggle, is there another payment down, this time I have to take my uncle and aunt to do it together. Uncle Yang, who has always been slamming the door, handed Ma Zhan a cigarette and asked with a chuckle.

He took the cigarette, disdainful in his heart, but said with a smile: "It's soon, there is this consideration." However, before that, a hunting festival will be held, and I hope that Uncle Yang will participate with the radish head. ”

Uncle Yang, who took a puff of cigarette, frowned slightly, thought about it and asked, "Struggle, is what your grandfather meant?"

Ma Zhan pouted and said, "Forget it, Uncle Yang doesn't make a fuss?"

"It's not impossible to participate, struggle for your ...... of road building," Uncle Yang said lightly, dragging a long tail note, he looked at the horse's expression of struggle, waiting for his reply.

"Cheng, when the time comes, I will leave two places for you and the radish head, and my aunt will probably wait until later. Ma Zhan, who knew that this was the result, said lightly, Uncle Yang didn't show mercy to him, and he didn't mind doing it absolutely, and the women who could be brought or not were excluded by him.

Picking more soil can speed up a bit, right?

"Struggle, Lao Li, won't they all go as a family, do you want your aunt to go together?" Listening to Ma Struggle's words, Uncle Yang said with some dissatisfaction, but his voice remained the same.

"Uncle Yang, the money this time is about the same as last time, but there are no less than twenty people who have found me, all of them are from the same village, and I can't refuse it, right? If there are good things in the future, I will definitely not forget my uncle." ”

"So many?" exclaimed Old Uncle Yang.

"No, I'm embarrassed. Uncle, that's it, but you have to prepare, time is running out. ”

"Oh, yes!"

Out of the door, Ma Zhan, who had scolded a few words in his stomach, continued to walk to the next family, and by the time he had finished walking through more than 30 households, the sun had already shone into the village.

Ma Zhan, who was hungry, hurriedly ran to the health center.

Because of the matter of twenty yuan a day, Ma Zhanzhan almost didn't waste much thought to move the whole village, the more shrewd ones directly exchanged the quota, and the honest ones didn't say it, but they more or less reminded him.

Ma Struggle, who counted with his hands, found that the current amount of people was only enough for four days.

"I hope that this hunting festival, this system can record more videos and photos, attract more attention and make some money. ”

Thinking clearly, he muttered.

When he arrived at the health center, before he entered the door, he opened his throat and shouted: "Sister, leave me a bowl of porridge to drink, I'm dying of hunger." ”