The road in the mountains looks close, but it looks far away when walking.

One mile away, Nan Yi and the others walked for more than half an hour. When they walked outside the house of Gaolihua, they happened to see a woman wearing a bright red scarf and a white sheepskin coat lifting the thick curtain and walking out.

The world is covered with white and a touch of red, which can naturally attract the eyes of others.

Nan Yi's eyes were inevitably attracted by this red color. Through the gap in the scarf, he saw the woman's face, and his eyes looked a little pretty, but the red face had been cut by the wind and had a little black crack. He was in his early thirties, with an ordinary appearance and a very ordinary figure.

That probably means the beauty of the soul!

"Lihua, where are you going?"

"Uncle Dashan, why did you come up the mountain?"

"I accompanied the guests to go up the mountain and set up a group at your house at noon. I beat a pheasant on the way and two flying dragons. You'll do it all."

"There are guests..." Gao Lihua glanced at Nanyi after hearing Park Dashan say this, "Ye, the young man looks so handsome."

"You are polite, sister-in-law. I'm going to trouble you today." Nan Yi said shyly.

"You're so kind. Sister-in-law will show you something later."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Young man's mouth is so sweet." Gao Lihua teased Nan Yi and said to Park Dashan: "Uncle Dashan, you can sit in the house first. I'll go to the Eagle Beak Hook to bring some firewood back."

"You go, is Tang Sheng at home?"

"I'm not here, I'm going to see the bees and will be back soon."

After saying that, Gao Lihua left, Park Dashan took Nam Yi and the others into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Nan Yi looked around. The furnishings in the house were very simple, with two kangs, one south and one north. There were several wooden boxes stacked on the side of the kang, and there was a low cabinet on the kang, with shiny lacquer glaze; the edge of the kang was empty, and a man was lying on the kang.

When the man heard the movement, he stretched his hands on the kang and raised it to look over.

"Uncle Dashan, why are you here?"

Park Dashan did not answer, but asked, "Jinglong, how about his legs? Are you getting better?"

"It's still the same bear, I can't move."

"Don't worry, I heard that a miracle doctor came to the county, so you can try it."

"I won't try." Cui Zhenglong shook his head, "I have been seeing a lot of doctors for so many years, but I think I can't get better."

As he said that, Cui Zhenglong knocked on his leg, "I don't have any sense of consciousness. My leg is already ruined."

"Let's try it, if it's better..." Park Dasan said abruptly.

"Uncle Dashan, don't make a fuss. I'll give up all my wife. This is impossible. I'm a man over five feet tall. I'm a turtle green lid. Humph, my face is not as decent ass yet."

"Don't say anything about you anymore. Tang Sheng has been with you for a decade. I see how he treats you. They are good people. Look at yourself. You are not hungry or cold, and you don't even have a boil on your body."

"I know others are good, but I am a man, and I feel so sad." As he said that, Cui Zhenglong burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, what kind of cat urine is lost by a man?"

Park Dashan walked to the kang and sat down to comfort him, lifted the basket beside him, took a cut newspaper from it, twisted a little tobacco leaf on it, rolled the newspaper into a trumpet shape, licked it at the sealing position and handed it to Choi Zhenglong.

"Pump a tube."

Choi Jung-long took the cigarette and grabbed it in his mouth. Park Da-san lit a match and lit it for him.

The two were talking, and Nan Yi was not easy to participate, so he continued to look at the house. A rope was pulled in the air in the Nankang. There were wrinkled cloth curtains hanging on the rope, and the cloth curtains were lifted against a piece hanging on the wall.

There were still several nails on the wall, and things were hung on it.

On one nail was hung a small schoolbag sewn by himself, and on the other nail was hung a pair of gloves, which were also sewn with floral cloth, with a red thread tied in the middle.

The cloth curtains of the southern kang, small floral schoolbags, floral gloves, and two donkeys are closed in one trough, one is called a donkey and the other is wilted. You can imagine who the little donkey is.

"Old man, you guys, I'll go out for a walk."

"Don't go too far, just walk around the side." Park Dasan didn't stop Nam Yi from going out. It seemed that he had whispers to say to Choi Jung-long.

As soon as Nan Yi walked out of the house, he saw a furry yellow ball in the snow not far away, and first poked out from the left of a pile of snow, then retracted and poked out from the right.

Looking left and right, then my whole body was poked out, my head was yellow, my abdomen was yellow, my back was black and purple, my face looked a bit like a little raccoon and a bit like a weasel.

"Nansheng, what kind of animal is this?"

"Sable, a foolish sable."

The sable looked very alert when he looked around, but he turned a blind eye to the three people standing here, and he didn't know that it was looking at the wool, but he looked stupidly and really cute.

“Give me a can.”

Upon hearing this, the school beauty took off her backpack from her back and took out a canned beef from the Soviet revisionist for Nan Yi.

Nan Yi pulled out a knife from his chest, stabbed it into the lid with one knife, cut the lid, revealing the frozen beef inside.

After inserting the knife back, Nan Yi estimated the distance between himself and the sable. With a little effort, he threw the can out. The can fell on the edge of the sable, which scared the little thing, jumped away with a swish, and then looked at the can with a vigilant look.

After watching for a while, I sniffed. Maybe I was attracted by the scent of beef. Although this little thing was frightened, it didn't leave at all.

After staring at the canned food for several minutes, Silk took a tentative step forward, then pulled her feet back and took several steps back, then observed and tried again, and moved forward step by step.

Moving forward, backward, and going back and forth seven or eight times before Silk came to the edge of the can, squirted his nose, then stood up, observing left and left.

As if she was sure she was safe, the sable put her head into the can, bite out a lump of beef, and held it with her two front paws and ate it happily.

"What a cute little thing, it's not easy to live until now." Looking at the Silk eating there, Nan Yile said.

Suddenly, the little thing had his ears raised up and ran away with the can in his mouth.

Nan Yi's ears moved, and there was a creaking sound on the snow. He turned his head and looked at a man wearing glasses coming not far away.

"What are you?"

"Hello, I'm Nan Yi. I came here to visit with the old man Pu Dashan. You must be Qian Tangsheng, right?"

"I am, welcome to Changbai Mountain."

Qian Tangsheng smiled shyly, which was undoubtedly different from the rough and delicate expressions of northerners.

"You have honey in your hand, and you can produce honey now?"

Qian Tangsheng had a wooden barrel in his hand, which contained a little white and a little yellow, and a little pink honey, which looked a bit like lard.

"As long as there is a honey source, bees will produce honey all year round. Although it is cold here, these bees are used to it and will come out to collect honey all year round."

"Does Changbai Mountain also bloom in winter?"

"The ice and snow have not melted and the earth has not thawed, and the ice flowers here will bloom; there is also a plant that is parasitic on the trees called holly, which blooms and bears small orange-red round fruits. This plant grows in winter and witheres and falls in summer. The two flowers just fill the flowering gap of the linden tree flowers."

"Then don't your bees need to be fed sugar water?"

"No, they are not short of food all year round. Do you want to try my honey? It tastes great?" Qian Tangsheng said, shaking the wooden barrel in his hand.

"OK."

Nan Yi glanced at the wooden barrel and saw that there were honey stains on the edge of the barrel. He stretched out his finger and glanced at the edge of the barrel, stretched his finger into his mouth and licked it.

"It tastes so good. This is the first time I have such good honey."

"Thank you." Qian Tangsheng grinned.

"I'll ask you, how much does your honey cost per pound?"

Hearing Nan Yi’s question, Qian Tangsheng’s face showed a proud expression, “My honey is good, it’s a little more expensive. Last year I’ve sold it to three yuan, two per catty.”

"This price is quite good. How many bees are there in a beehive and how much honey can you produce in a year?"

"The number of bees depends on the season. Now there are relatively fewer ones. By the end of June, the number will be the largest, and then the number will drop in summer, and there will be another increase in autumn. The number of beers is for wintering.

It is difficult to endure winter, and many bees will die. The number will fluctuate in spring, summer, autumn and winter. However, the number of bees in my beehive will remain between 35,000 and 40,000.

Here, there is a rich source of honey and the output is relatively high. A beehive can produce about 75 kilograms a year."

"As such a high yield, are you using square box movable boxes, not a stick bucket?"

"Nan Yi, do you know beekeeping, too?"

"I don't understand, I just understand a little bit. Brother Qian, how many boxes have you kept?"

"I didn't have many, I just kept ten boxes."

"That's not bad. You can earn 2,400 yuan a year, and you can't spend much time raising beekeeping. Brother Qian, do you still pick up some mountain goods?"

"Yes, I can pick up a lot of mountain goods in a year and sell them for a few dollars. The expenses of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are enough." Qian Tangsheng said, with a very cheerful smile on his face.

Living in the mountains, I earn more than 2,000 yuan a year, and my life is definitely not bad.

"Brother Qian, I really envy you. I have found my own peach blossom land."

"The Peach Blossom Land is not a question, I can only say it is quite comfortable." When he said this, Qian Tangsheng's smile became a little reluctant, so he changed the topic, "You are here at the right time. There are some wild boar chops at home. At noon, let Lihua make honey pork chops, fresh and sweet, and the taste is good."

"That's really annoying."

"Don't be polite, you'll be a guest when you come. It's time to treat it well."

Qian Tangsheng stood outside the door and chatted casually. He neither invited Nanyi into the house nor entered the house himself. It was not until Gao Lihua came back that he shouted and invited Nanyi into the house.

The dishes at noon were very rich, including Feilong Soup, honey pork chops, and many mountain delicacies, but the atmosphere was not very good.

Park Dashan and Choi Zhenglong were drinking and talking, and Gao Lihua would say a few polite words from time to time, but Qian Tangsheng became silent, just lowered his head to eat, and said nothing.

Nan Yi had some guesses about Qian Tangsheng's mentality. He probably felt dissatisfied with the current living conditions of two donkeys.

Dissatisfaction should not be due to raising Cui Zhenglong. If he is dissatisfied because of this, Cui Zhenglong's condition would not be so good; his dissatisfaction should come from the word "sharing".

The three words "Ma Furong" appeared in Nan Yi's mind. This famous prostitute in the capital married Li Lianying.

Why is Li Lianying, a eunuch, going to marry?
Chapter completed!