Chapter 350 Shopman in the Frozen Village of the Zen Sacrifice

Since they left, there have been no visitors. It was still snowing outside the window, holding their chin with cold and careless hands, quietly listening to the cold north wind and the sound of snow screen windows.

Leng Wuxin has read all the accounts for a long time, and the accounts are full of the names of the villagers. Leng Wuxin is familiar with them. For example, Xu Blacksmith owes a hammer on credit one day and owes three money. One month, the butcher Wei Chi bought a bone sharp knife and kitchen knife each for six yuan silver. He even knew that the door hunter who greeted him in the morning was Huang. Uncle.

Leng Wuxin sorted out all kinds of sundries, checked the prices one by one, and secretly remembered them in his heart. At the same time, he also told two stories to Jingjing, the little granddaughter of the shopkeeper Wang, and said a few gossips. Unexpectedly, although Jingjing was young, she also knew that the village she lived in was called Bingfeng Village, which was the largest village outside the ice valley.

The ice valley was stunned, and then understood that it must be the location of the ice gate. Thinking that it was also turned around the mountain behind it, it should be the valley.

At about noon, the shopkeeper came back and carried a pot of wine and a cooked roast chicken.

Leng Wuxin knew at a glance that it was made by Mrs. Zhou, who opened a small restaurant, because there is only one restaurant in the village, and Mrs. Zhou bought the most firewood, rice, oil and salt on the account, and only Mrs. Zhou bought wine.

What a good day is today? Stewed spareribs in the morning and roast chicken at noon. In the eyes of the little sister Jingjing, this seems to be an ordinary lunch. It seems that my life as a buddy is also good, but there are no fresh vegetables. If you want to eat vegetables, you can only eat some old pickled radishes and sauce at the counter. Vegetables, no wonder this snowy mountain is cold. It's good to hunt and have meat to eat. Where can I grow vegetables in this season? Presumably, there should be some winter vegetables in the cellars of the northern country.

After lunch, Shopkeeper Wang couldn't stand the loneliness and still went out to find an acquaintance's house to sit. Before leaving, he said, "Brother Xin, the weather is bad today and business is difficult. You can plug in to the door and take a lunch break. Jingjing also went to the inner room to rest for a while. Don't go upstairs. Be careful not to fall.

Leng Wuxin said, "Well, I know, shopkeeper, I'll open the door when I fall asleep."

The cold and heart has nothing to worry about, with peace of mind and peace of mind. The figure of the two ice sisters who are thinking nonsense about it is that they can go to the mysterious ice gate in less than a few months. It is interesting and interesting, thinking about falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the door dong sounded, and a crisp child's voice came out: "Brother, get up and play with me."

He sat up coldly, wiped his face, went out to unload the door panel, and still sat at the counter. Although Jingjing teased her leisure time from time to time, there were no visitors after all, let alone the sisters of the Ice Gate. Leng Wuxin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, hoping that it would be better not to see a few disciples in the Ice Gate.

When I was bored, the door squeaked open and sat up. Unexpectedly, a group of people came.

Leng Wuxin stood up and saw that they should be villagers in the frozen village. Leng Wuxin had seen it and didn't know what to call it. The burly man in front of him pressed Leng Wuxin's shoulder. Leng Wuxin was shocked and heard the big man laugh: "Huh? Are you a newcomer? In the morning, I heard Uncle Huang say, haha, you sit and tell you, we have a total of three wild boars, seven grouses, and a bucket of fish in the glacier today.

Leng Wuxin secretly said that the people in the frozen village were so bold that they were not outside and very happy that they were not outside, and hurriedly said, "Hmm! My name is Leng Wuxin. I'm new here.

Everyone nodded and smiled, "It turned out to be cold brother. Hey, let's call you brother Xin. It looks more intimate."

Leng Wuxin also smiled and said, "Okay! Ha ha, come on, sit inside. It seems that you have gained a lot today.

The big man laughed and said, "Isn't it? It's just that Brother Zhang slipped on the ice when fishing. Fortunately, it was thick, but his foot sprained. Do you have any medicine for falls and sprains?"

Leng Wuxin looked at the account book in the morning, saw all kinds of goods, and hurriedly said, "Yes." When he took out the medicine, he saw that Brother Zhang was a small round fat man, limping and said in a hurry: "Help him sit down quickly. This is plaster. Rub it to the sprain."

Leng Wuxin looked at these village hunter brothers. They were tall and short, but the Zhang brothers were the fattest. Most of them wore tight cotton-padded jackets, wool shawls, or animal leather clothes, with slant-back bows and arrows behind them, and some holding long guns or two strands of forks.

I suddenly remembered that there was a pharmacy in the village, so I laughed and said, "Isn't Uncle Liang in the pharmacy?"

A brother said, "Hey, Manager Liang went to the mountain early in the morning to see a doctor. No one answered when we knocked on the door. I think he hasn't come back yet."

Leng Wuxin nodded, and a young man at the door also said, "Shake the fish barrel, you can see that it's frozen."

Leng Wuxin has never seen a wild boar grow so big. He went to the door and deliberately paid attention and said secretly: Ah, such a big man, it turns out that the wild boar is so ugly and ferocious. Except for the fish, which are still alive in the big iron barrel, the other wild boar grouse are dead.

Jingjing also ran out of the door to see the big fish in the bucket, and sometimes ran into the room to see Zhang Fatty's injury. Someone was still teasing her: "Where's your grandfather? Can I take you to play with my Xiaoxiang in the evening?

Everyone helped Zhang Fatty wipe the medicine, and the leading man said, "Take the medicine and wipe it again before going to bed, brother! How much is it?

Leng Wuxin realized that he was now Leng Wuxin and said with a smile, "Where is this? Let Brother Zhang just take care of it. It's not money."

The big man said, "Brother Xin, how embarrassed? Come on, leave a grouse for the shopkeeper Wang, oh! Take another fish."

Leng Wuxin hurriedly stopped and said, "Brothers, it's not easy to hunt on a snowy day. I've already eaten roast chicken at noon. This can't be collected."

The big man laughed and said, "Today we have a good harvest. All the brothers can't finish it. We were going to deliver some to our door. There is no need to refuse. In the evening, the fish will be cooked for Jingjing."

Leng Xin was helpless and difficult to accept it. Everyone helped Zhang Fatty go. Leng Wuxin ran into the kitchen with a lively fish in their hands. They were about to learn the ordinary way to kill fish and threw it down and fell to death. Jingjing hurriedly shouted, "Brother, don't, keep it in the basin."

He smiled coldly and threw the slippery fish into the basin and said, "Jingjing, I think the fish occupied the water we ate. It's ice and snowy. Where can I get the water?"

Jingjing looked at the fish swimming happily and said, "I often go to the back of the house and carry a bucket of snow in the clean snow, and when he comes back to the fire, it melts."

Leng Wuxin secretly said that he was a big fool, but he couldn't even think of this method. The terrain behind the house was higher, and the used sewage would not flow through the ditch, and the snow could melt.

Leng Wuxin suddenly remembered that once the shopkeeper asked who sent the grouse and fish, he could not be said to be a big man. He had to ask Jingjing, "How many brothers do you remember just now? Tell me what your name is."

Jingjing said, "The big brother's name is Sun Shengsun. The name of the big brother who invited me to Hua Xiaoxiang's house is Hua Bochun. The brother who gave it to you seems to be Zhao Ziyue. Other injured brother Zhang and brother Liu beside him, I can't name it."

He smiled coldly and said, "It's hard for us Jingjing to remember so complete. Be careful that the fish jumps up and splashes on his face."

Leng Wuxin never knows how to cook, so he had to wait for the shopkeeper Wang to come back and even think about the explanation, so he said: I have received the things of Sun Sheng and Hua Bochun, and dare not ask the shopkeeper to give instructions.

Jingjing was still curiously fiddling with the fish in the basin. She sat on the cold and careless counter for a long time and was tired. She was in the kitchen with Jingjing and lit the oil lamp. She thought that she couldn't cook, so she simply boiled water and made a pot of tea.

Leng Wuxin was wondering that in this frozen village, the sky was too short, but the night came quickly. The night was long, but he didn't eat dinner. He didn't want to sleep, so he had to play with Jingjing and talk without a match.

said coldly, "Jingjing, have you ever been to the Ice Valley?"

Jingjing shook her head and said, "Grandpa said that Jingjing can't go until she grows up."

He said coldly, "Do you know what interesting places are in the village?"

Jingjing said naively, "You can make a snowman when the snow is small. My brother will accompany me to make a snowman another day."

He had no intention but a wry smile and nodded seriously. Suddenly, I remembered that I forgot to keep the account, so I had to run to the counter, turn on the oil lamp, and shine the yellowed account book under the faint light, and wrote: October 19, two bundles of white wax secretly said that Sister Yang casually had a handful of money was 43 cents, so I had to record it directly, dropped a box of ointment, and gave it to Zhang Fatty. Sun Shenghua Bochun returned a grouse, a grouse, a Tail fish.

After thinking about it, he sold two bundles of white wax all day to tell the truth. If Brother Sun hadn't sent chicken and fish, he would not have died on this day. He would have eaten the ribs in the morning and roast chicken at noon.

The door creaked, and the shopkeeper Wang came back with three points of wine and stepped on the snow on his feet. Seeing Leng Wuxin recording the account book under the lamp, he laughed and said, "Brother Xin, how's the business today?"