The summer afternoon sun shines on the ground, dazzling eyes.

Occasionally, there is a gust of wind blowing, and it is also a hot wind with the smell of grass, which is particularly uncomfortable when it blows on people.

It is also in such a season that a large number of people walk along the road and brave the great sun.

These people are basically in shabby clothes, with thick calluses on their hands, and they look like poor people who often do manual labor.

On the shoulders of these people, they are basically carrying bags, and the bags contain money and food.

Basically, they gritted their teeth and took out the money to buy salt.

Huang Jieren walked in such a team, his clothes looked tattered, only his lower clothes, and the upper body was directly naked.

The constant walking and the scorching sun made sweat drip down his chin, and sweat entered his eyes, causing his stinging eyes to hurt.

The bag he was carrying on his shoulders weighed down half of his body, as if he had pressed against a mountain.

But even so, he was reluctant to put it down, but still grabbed the corner of the bag with his hand, silently bearing the weight, and walked forward with everyone.

Compared with the kind of suffering he endured physically, the torment in his heart was heavier.

By the time we left the house, the wheat was ready to be harvested.

I thought that after coming to Mayi County, I would rush back with some cheap salt, but now I have encountered such a thing.

Thinking of the wheat at home, as well as his wife and thin children, Huang Jieren's heart couldn't help but pinch together.

If he had known that it would be such a result, he would not follow the crowd to smash the Wang family's salt shop.

Although I felt very happy when I did it at the time.

Fortunately, Juncheng was merciful and did not really exile himself and others according to the law, but only filled the strong among himself and others into the Qingque Township Group, and the old and weak filled into the Qingque Salt Farm and went there to make salt.

Thinking of this, Huang Jieren couldn't help but look up and look ahead.

Around them, they were guarded by soldiers armed with knives and guns, to prevent them from escaping.

Earlier, under the escort of five or six soldiers, there was a young man.

The boy rode on a fiery red horse, and his body was not thin, but it was not strong.

The clothes are not luxurious, just ordinary linen clothes, but the pulp is very clean.

This young man is the strange man who gave the magic of salt-making, even if the place where Huang Jie people lived, more than 100 miles away from the county town of Mayi, he had also heard of Cheng Ge'er's reputation.

This young man is amazing, not only has a magical method, but also is extremely benevolent, not to mention the rest, just the low-priced salt produced and sold in the Qingque Salt Place, is the best witness.

However, Huang Jieren did not pay attention to these, what he admired the most was that it was rumored that Brother Cheng was just a poor boy two months ago, and his family could hardly open the pot, which was inferior to theirs.

With his efforts, not only in just two months, he made his family no longer worry about hunger and earned a huge business.

Now in addition to being in charge of the affairs of this Qingque Salt Field, he has become the captain of the newly formed Qingque Township Regiment!

Such a thing, Huang Jieren can't do it if he wants to be envious.

Having experienced the hardships of life, he deeply understands how difficult it must be to go from poverty to the point where he is now.

Over the years, he has worked hard, and it can be said that he has worked hard, but his life has been getting worse and worse.

In the past, no matter what happened, I could still let my family eat some full food, but now I am often in a state of hunger.

The children in the family were crying from hunger.

Under such circumstances, Huang Jieren couldn't help but admire the young man sitting on the horse.

To achieve the status of Brother Cheng and achieve such achievements as him, Huang Jieren didn't dare to think that as long as he could let the mother-in-law and baby in the family mix with food and clothing, he would already be satisfied.

Thinking about these things in his heart, Huang Jieren couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and it was estimated that there was no possibility of achieving this wish.

Judging from his age and physical strength, it is very likely that he will be incorporated into the Qingque Township Group.

But even if it is incorporated into the Qingque Township League, what can it do?

The fact that he and others joined the township group as guilty is very different from those who normally join the township group.

When you get there, you can take care of some food, have a place to live, and don't let yourself bring your own food from home to eat, and don't expect military salaries.

Perhaps, this brother will be different......

Huang Jieren had some luck in his heart, but these luck was quickly replaced by a wry smile, he knew that this was just some boundless luxury......

Han Cheng rode on the red red fox horse, and the whole person looked a little high-spirited, and even wanted to hum two sentences of 'Lao Tzu's team has just opened' to express his mood at this time.

These two days have been really good luck for him.

not only privately found out the relationship with Li Yan, but also became the captain of the Qingque Township Regiment, and had a large number of people on the same day, and the development of things was better than the best situation he had expected before!

The red fox horse under the crotch snorted vigorously, shook his head vigorously, shook his body, and felt extremely dissatisfied with his new master, and the new master's riding skills were such a thing.

The high-spirited Han Cheng's body shook a little, and he panicked so much that he hurriedly tightened the iron lintel in front of the saddle.

It seems that in the future, I will have to cultivate my feelings with the red fox horse and practice more riding, otherwise such a good horse will be ruined.

Han Cheng actually wanted to change the name of the Red Fox Horse under his crotch to the famous Red Rabbit Horse, but remembering Lu Bulu Fengxian, who was holding Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, and Guan Erye, who was carrying a big knife, after a little hesitation, he strangled this idea to death.

Changing the name of the mount is too much, and if you can't do it bravely, you won't have any other gains except for making people laugh and giving people a feeling of being crowned with a monkey.

Real bravery, it doesn't mean that you can rely on a name, but you need to really fight with a knife and a gun.

The red fox is the red fox, and the future self can make the name of the red fox horse go down in history like the red rabbit horse.

More than two miles on, a grove appeared on the side of the road, and a small river flowed not far away.

Looking at the shade and the cool river, everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed, and the whole person became energetic.

One by one, they rushed to the river at once, washed their faces with drinking water, drank them together, and then lay down in the shade and couldn't get up......