Chapter 14

"It's all right!" looking at the dignity on everyone's face, Gu Zheng said: "the days always come step by step. Our days are much better than those poor households!"

"As the saying goes, rely on mountains and water. When I go to drive sheep tomorrow, I'll look for it again."

"The mountain is high and the emperor is far away. He found a good thing for tooth sacrifice. Others don't know, do they?"

In fact, if it weren't for all those sheep, Gu Zheng would kill them and eat them.

But these days, sheep are more expensive than people. He dares to try the meat of other people's chopsticks and beat him back to his original shape immediately.

That's the only way. Fill your stomach first.

The new province has a vast territory. The arid inland climate makes it very suitable for planting wheat with strong drought resistance.

When Gu Zheng divided the grain, uncle Liu was really kind-hearted. Others divided all the wheat grains that had not been ground, and what they got was the flour that had been roughly ground for the first time.

For today's group of four, it was like giving charcoal in the snow. They were so hungry that they pasted cakes with flour in the simple kitchen built with square bricks behind the house that night.

The clear groundwater is a little sweet, coupled with the smell of spring wheat in the new season, it is far-reaching in this empty Gobi desert.

The grain of wheat is a little rough, but it well maintains the toughness of flour. In addition, the temperature of the big pot firewood on the wall of the iron pot makes the cake expand well under the condition of uniform heating.

However, for a few moments, in the eyes of Gu Zheng, it was as long as several centuries. They surrounded the stove and watched the skin of raw cakes change from white to golden.

Golden, like the land under their feet, gave birth to the hope of life.

With countless times of turning over, it was scorched yellow and crisp. The crackling sound began to come from the edge of the iron pot, and the cake paste was cooked.

The four people who should have been the most fastidious squatted in front of the burning stove and ate their first wheat cake.

The stove fire is not bright. In this dark night, several people's faces should be red and bright. I don't know whether it's because of the red light of eating cakes or the stove fire with some high temperature.

"Hey?"

The voice of conversation in the silent night is especially clear, and the space is far like a narrator in the background.

"It's not as hard as I thought. I can live on."

Yes!

The happy life will be there tomorrow, waiting for you to come and never give up.

The pimple soup made by Aunt Liu early the next morning, although there was only light salt, it was also original and fragrant, making people comfortable.

Maybe it was because of breakfast. Even Gu Zheng, who was on his way to herd alone, was in a high mood.

In order to save time back and forth, uncle he also specially contributed his treasured military kettle, a pot of boiled warm water, a hard and huge hard Nang that can be hung around his neck but very full. This is Gu Zheng's consumption of one day.

Waving a whip with a polished edge, dragging an old wooden cart and a rattan frame with food on his back, he embarked on what he thought was a good day of hard work and happiness.

The sheep herding area of Sanjianfang is almost close to the village they belong to.

As long as you walk two or three miles to the northwest, you will naturally see the oasis rarely seen in the Gobi desert.

It is because of this unique landform that a freight supply station has been specially set up here.

Because there is surface water rarely seen in the vast wilderness.

I don't know whether it is because the water level of the underground river is shallow, or because it is complex and changeable, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is large. The condensed water vapor, blown by the dry and hot wind, gathered in the gap of half of the shady cliff, forming a shallow flowing stream.

Irrigated a large number of vigorous plants that can live in the desert as long as there is a little water.

Agave, Calligonum and thorn wood are vibrant here, with red and yellow flowers blooming quietly here.

Gu Zheng, who saw such beautiful scenery for the first time, was stunned.

Behind him is the thick loess Gobi, while in front of him is the lush beauty.

The visual contrast is perfectly reflected here. If modern Wenqing sees here, he will say with great affectation: I am willing to bury my flesh and blood in such a beautiful scenery.

It was this stupefied Kung Fu that stopped Gu Zheng's sheep whip, and those hungry sheep who were no longer bound seemed to have received instructions and rushed frantically towards the Half Moon Valley landform.

The ground was rumbling and shaking, and the horn of war sounded in my ears.

"Baa..."

The sheep with thin curly hair scattered in all directions.

A small whirlwind hung around Gu Zheng's trouser legs, and there was nothing around him.

Mother!! Let the tiger go back to the mountain!

If the valley was not wide, Gu Zheng thought it would be good if he came out with a hundred sheep today and could go back half.

What else can we do now?

Wait until they're full!

I'd better see what resources can be used here according to my original plan.

To tell the truth, when Gu Zheng opened his eyes since childhood, he lived in BJ city. When he was 20 years old, he was stunned that he rarely went out of his ft area.

Since childhood, he has been reading the school arranged by the welfare home step by step. There is neither the all-weather counseling class of Xueba, nor the leisure time of the rich second generation.

When he found that he was not the material for learning, he immediately chose a more targeted technical school. He had a skill and could support himself at least when he left the welfare home, didn't he?

Consciously, Gu Zheng, who has a good eloquence, chose a major that is also a very useless marketing major. Before he graduated, he had already done his career.

You ask him what he does? Can those who have no way and no way still have their own career?

Look down on people, don't you?

At the beginning, Gu Zheng used his familiarity with the villages in the city where he lived to introduce tourists to his neighbors.

Whose bungalow to rent, which small hotel to find guests, and even the counter rental information in the dahongmen clothing wholesale mall across the road.

Indirectly, it is the work of a small service center, which makes the operation of this terrible urban village with mixed fish and dragons and a large floating population airtight.

He even moved out of the welfare home, rented a decent courtyard alone, and started his own business - an unlicensed intermediary company.

To talk about dealing with people, Gu Zheng is a thumb: take it!

But when it comes to survival in the wilderness, you don't have to bother. Just turn your thumb upside down and poke it down. Make a mockery, and no one will stop you.