The rainbow is raining, and the mountains are smeared with clouds.

In autumn, the mountains are magnificent and colorful, but there is also a hint of murder, mountain locusts, snakeskin bees and other poisonous insects are active, as well as wild boars and black bears go out to forage, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Most of the herb pickers only move in the outermost part of the season to pick some hazelnut mushrooms and wild vegetables, prepare some firewood, and prepare to resist the cold winter.

However, the more this is the case, the higher the price of seasonal medicinal materials in autumn and winter, so there are still people who take risks into the mountains......

Jiang Ming met two people in the mountains, and learned from them that the situation in the town was becoming more and more lively, and about half of the medicine pickers were "invited" by the old men of the city......

It seems that there is a war somewhere, and the demand for medicinal herbs has increased greatly.

"It's too unsophisticated." Thinking of this, Jiang Ming couldn't help but shake his head.

Mountain medicinal materials seem to grow at will, but in fact, they have a unique growth environment, and such a large number of people open up the mountains and open up the road, which is devastating to the survival of medicinal materials.

In addition, those old men, I am afraid that they will not be like the medicine pickers, "cut the grass without removing the roots", "dig a pit to bury it", not to mention that there is no grass where they pass, and it is estimated that it will not be much better......

But all this did not affect Jiang Ming, he hid in the mountains and had clean ears, pondering the breathing method of Fuhu Fist every day, drinking tea and reading books when he was tired, burying his head in sleep, the autumn wind outside the cave was sassy, and sometimes it was raining lightly, and he lived like a mountain idler......

"It's not good to do this all the time, you still have to build a house."

People are easy to itch when they are idle, Jiang Ming looked at the messy cave, and he couldn't stand it, he liked to live an idle life, but he didn't like to be a bitter cave man, and he had to run far away.

What's more, the situation in Ping'an Town doesn't know when it will be stable, Jiang Ming doesn't plan to go back for a while, it's better to build a place to live.

"If I was in my hometown, where was there a place for me to build indiscriminately, now I finally have a chance......

"But there are no tools, and the oil, salt, rice and noodles are gone...... It's time to go for a stroll around Fucheng. ”

After coming to this world for a few months, Jiang Ming had never been to Dayunfu City, but he wanted to see it.

He thought for a moment and walked out of the cave with the medicine basket on his back......

It had just rained, and the wild mushrooms in the mountains were growing all over the ground as if they had been grown at home.

Jiang Ming picked a basket full of hazelnut mushrooms, returned with a full load, and prepared to take them to the city to sell.

To enter the city to pay the city fee, the people at the foot of the mountain into the city, generally will bring some mountain goods to sell, if you enter the city empty-handed, it will attract attention.

Now it is not suitable to carry medicinal herbs at this time, and Jiang Ming can only get something else, but this hazel mushroom is the most delicious for stewing chicken, and it is not worrying about selling it......

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Ming set off with a medicine basket on his back and a few strings of copper coins, and after going down the mountain, he bypassed Ping'an Town and went straight to Dayunfu City.

He had taken all the money from his family, and there was nothing else but a few salted fish in a jar, so there was nothing to go back to......

Walking along the loess road for nearly two hours, Jiang Ming, who was in the dust, saw a city prostrate in front of him, the bluestone city wall was more than ten meters high, and it refracted a cold luster under the sun, which looked very intimidating.

At the gate of the city, there was a long queue, most of which were villagers from the countryside or traveling merchants who did small business, bowing to the soldiers defending the city at the side gate and paying money to enter the city.

As for the main gate, it is the place where the dignitaries pass, the carriages roll over, and the soldiers defending the city nod their heads and bow their waists, currying favor and seeing them off.

Jiang Ming followed the team, slowly moved to the city gate, handed over two copper plates, and was put into the city.

As soon as I walked through the doorway, I saw some examples pasted on the wall on the left front, drawing several fierce and vicious faces.

Next to the list, a soap-clad official was reading aloud, which should be for the people who couldn't read.

"Jia Shen, a flower thief, raped and killed three people's daughters, and has fled to this day...... He is six feet tall and has pockmarked faces...... Those who are captured, a reward of 800! ”

"Hundreds of people slaughtered Wei Yan, did a lot of evil, burned, killed and looted...... If there are clues, the government will reward 500 ...... Whoever captures it will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver......"

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Jiang Ming listened as he walked, with a look of surprise in his eyes, what did this Laoshizi slaughter of 100 people do, and he was able to attract a reward of fifty taels of silver from the government.

"I'm afraid this money is lifeless." Jiang Ming shook his head, guessing in his heart that he was probably a martial artist, otherwise it would not be worth such a large amount of blood from the government.

The city is very prosperous, after all, it is the main city of a place, with shops on both sides, teahouses, restaurants, rice shops, and salt shops......

There is also Qinghe Building, the top card in it is the Xue'er girl who is talked about by many people every day......

Vendors squatted on the side of the street, selling all kinds of knick-knacks or mountain goods.

Wooden stools, bamboo baskets, dry firewood, wild mushrooms, pheasants, animal skins......

Jiang Ming looked at it casually, directly found a nearby trading market, and sold his hazelnut mushrooms to a merchant who received the goods, and got fifty copper coins.

He was originally doing disguise, so he didn't bother to set up a stall to sell anymore, and directly sold at a low price......

Next, he visited several blacksmith shops, found the cheapest one and bought an axe, and bought a bag of broken tea leaves at a street stall, followed by some rice, flour, oil and salt......

"Huh?"

Jiang Ming walked and stopped, looking shocked, in front of a mansion that covered a large area.

On the door plaque of the house, the three big characters of "Tiger Hunting Village" are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the momentum is extraordinary.

At this time, the door was open, and through the door, you could see a large open space inside, paved with stone and blue bricks, and several sturdy men were shirtless, busy around the case.

On the case, there was a colorful tiger lying on his stomach, his eyes were closed, and he had been dead for a long time.

At this time, the big men were peeling and cutting the meat......

"It's worthy of being a good hand at Tiger Hunting, and it is worth a lot of money to be able to hunt such a big tiger......

"That is, the owner of the Tiger Hunting Village is a first-class martial artist......"

"Hey, this is to show off, to attract those young and vigorous young men to join the Tiger Hunting Village, where will the door be open on weekdays......"

Around the gate, many pedestrians stopped and talked about the door.

Jiang Ming looked at it a few more times, and his heart fluctuated a little, not because of the tiger, but because of ...... Lao Zhoutou once said that his Fuhu Boxing was learned in this Tiger Hunting Village.

"Since the owner of the village is a first-class martial artist, it means that Tiger Hunting Village must have a more complete martial arts method......

But now that he's not even a martial artist, it's a bit early to think about this.

Jiang Ming shook his head and continued to walk forward.

Not far in front of Tiger Hunting Village, there is a medical hall called "Jishitang", which is full of customers and business is booming.

"When is it not a medicine picker, it's not bad to open a medical center......

Tasting herbs in Yunmeng Mountain every day, Jiang Ming's attainments in medicinal herbs have far surpassed those of ordinary medicine pickers.

If you study and practice diligently in the medical way, over time, you may not be able to become a famous doctor......

"Hmm...... I have time to learn. ”

There is a long way to live forever, and there is no end in sight, and it is also a kind of fun to learn more, see more, and experience more......

In the east of the city, a large family celebrated their birthday and invited the opera troupe to sing, Jiang Ming and a group of white prostitutes crowded at the base of the wall to listen to three or four plays, until the sun set in the west, and then they went out of the city gate with a full medicine basket.

At the gate of the city, a few beggar-looking people were unkempt and wandering around at will, but their eyes kept sweeping over the people entering and leaving the city.

"It's like a poor ghost who came to sell mushrooms...... The back should be all rice and flour, no oil and water. A beggar swept to Jiang Ming and said in a low voice.

"Phew, bad luck ......" the others were too lazy to look at the next target.