"It's okay!" Looking at the solemnity on everyone's faces, Gu Zheng still said: "The days always have to be taken step by step. Our days are always much better than those extremely poor households!"

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

"The emperor is far away. He found a good thing to have a tooth sacrifice, but no one knows it, right?"

In fact, if it weren't for not having any of the sheep, Gu Zheng would have been determined to slaughter them and eat them.

But these days, sheep are more precious than people. He dares to try to touch someone with a chopstick of meat and immediately knock him back to his original form.

This is all I can do, fill my stomach first.

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

When Gu Zheng and the others shared the food, Uncle Liu was really kind-hearted. Others distributed unground wheat grains, and what they got was flour that had already been coarsely ground for the first time.

For today's four-person group, this is a timely help. They were so hungry that they were shining with their eyes. That night, they used flour to paste cakes in the simple kitchen built with square bricks behind the house.

The clear groundwater is a bit sweet, and the aroma of the new season of spring wheat is floating deep in this empty Gobi Desert.

The grains of wheat are a little rough, but they maintain the toughness of the flour well. In addition, the unimpressive temperature of the large pot of wood on the wall of the iron pot allows the cake to expand well under uniform heat.

However, in the eyes of Gu Zheng and others, it was as long as centuries. They surrounded the stove and watched the skin of the raw bread turn from fair to golden.

The golden land they step on under their feet gave birth to hope for life.

With countless turns, it was browned and crispy, and crackling sounds began to come from the edge of the wall of the iron pot, and the cake stickers were cooked.

The four people who should have paid the most attention to it were squatting in front of the burning stove, eating their first wheat cakes in big mouthfuls.

The fire on the stove was not bright. In this dark night, the faces of several people were shiny. I don’t know if it was because of the red face of eating the cake or the fire with a little temperature.

"Why?"

The sound of conversation in the quiet night is particularly clear, and the sky is like a narration in the background.

"There is no hardship here as I imagined. Life can continue."

Want it!

A life of extreme happiness leads to sadness is right there tomorrow, waiting for you to come and never leave you.

The next morning, Aunt Liu made the dumpling soup, although it only had a light salt, was also authentic and fragrant.

Perhaps because of breakfast, even Gu Zheng, who was on the road to grazing alone, became more and more worried.

In order to save time back and forth, Uncle He also specially contributed the military kettle he had collected, a pot of boiled warm water, and a hard and huge hard naan that could be hung around his neck but was very full. This was Gu Zheng's consumption in one day.

He waved the whip that had broken the edges, dragged the worn wooden cart, and carried the vine frame with food on his back, and walked on the good days he thought he had ended his hardships.

The three-room sheep-herding area 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 that is rare in the Gobi Desert.

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

Because there is surface water that is rare in the vast wilderness.

I don’t know if it is because the water level of the underground river is shallow, or because of the complexity and change, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, the condensed water vapor, blown by the hot wind, gathers in the gaps of half of the cool cliff, forming a shallow flowing stream.

Irrigated a large number of plants that could live in the desert with just a little water.

Agaves, jujubes, and thorny trees are full of vitality here, and the beautiful red and yellow flowers bloom quietly here.

Gu Zheng, who had seen such a beautiful scenery for the first time, was stunned.

Behind him is the Gobi Desert with heavy loess, and in front of him is the lush and beautiful scenery.

The visual contrast is perfectly reflected here. If a modern literary scholar saw this, he would definitely say very pretentiously: I am willing to bury my flesh and blood in such a beautiful scenery.

It was this moment of dazed kung fu that the sheep whip in Gu Zheng's hand stopped, and the hungry sheep who were no longer bound were as if they had received instructions and rushed towards the half-moon valley landform.

The ground was rumbling and shaking, and the horn sounded by the war was heard.

‘Ah…’

The flock of sheep with sparse curly hair instantly dispersed in all directions.

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

Mom!! Let the tiger return to the mountain!

If it weren't for the fact that the valley was closed wide, Gu Zheng thought that he would have brought a hundred sheep out today and half of it would have been good if he could go back.

What else can I do now?

Let's talk about it when they are full!

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

To be honest, when Gu Zheng opened his eyes since he was a child, he lived in BJ City and grew up to twenty years old. He even rarely went out in his FT area.

Since childhood, I have been studying the school arranged by the welfare home for him step by step. There is neither the all-weather tutoring classes for other students, nor the rich second generation will go out for a walk in their spare time.

When he found out that he was not the material he was studying, he immediately chose a more targeted technical school pragmatically, and had a skill, at least he could support himself when he was away from the welfare home, right?

Gu Zheng, who consciously had a good eloquence, chose a very useless marketing major. Before he graduated, he had already made his career prosperous.

What do you ask him? Can someone without any way to have his own career?

Do you look down on others?

At the beginning, Gu Zheng used his familiarity with the urban village where he lived to introduce customers to neighbors.

Whose bungalow is going to rent, which hotel is looking for guests, and even the counter rental information in the Dahongmen Clothing Wholesale Shopping Mall across the street can be obtained.

This indirectly is the job of a small service center, which makes this terrible urban village with a mixed population and a large number of migrant populations not airtight.

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

If you want to deal with people, Gu Zheng is a big thumbs up: big shot!
Chapter completed!