Chapter 2 Another Year of Snow

Another night of heavy snow.

The snow was so thick and heavy that it creaked when stepped on it.

Early morning vendors have set up their stalls early, selling everything.

Doughnuts and soybean milk, pies and wontons.

The aroma wafts through the air, whetting one's appetite.

Li Pingan led the old ox and opened his pockets.

Yesterday, he spent nine cents, and now he still has six cents.

It is better not to eat breakfast.

Li Ping An had long gotten used to living on a full stomach.

Walking down the street to where he was selling his own singing, Old Liu, who was asking for food, moved to the side.

"Coming."

Li Pingan nodded his head, considered to have greeted his colleague.

The sound of an erhu rang out leisurely.

At the same time, the power of qi and blood churned away in the body.

"Did you hear about it, the Hou'er Town Zigou Zhang family that the latter has passed the Xiu Cai exam, and they are going to have a big banquet."

Beggar Liu said.

"At that time you learn a cheerful tune, it is not allowed to reward you a table of good wine and good food."

Cheerful tune?

Pingan Li thought for a moment.

A song called "Running on a Thousand Miles of Grassland" came to mind.

Before he crossed over, he was a professional erhu player.

These tunes were naturally handy.

By the time the Zhang family held a big banquet on the day, almost everyone in the town had gone.

The Zhang family also atmospherically set up a long shed outside, every table is set with good wine and good food.

The sound of firecrackers crackled endlessly.

Li Pingan moved a bench and sat in the courtyard.

The crowd could not help but applaud the cheerful tune.

Because of this tune, Pingan Li was given the opportunity to eat at the table.

Sweet and sour fish, red sausage, roast goose and roast chicken .....

The normally unseen dishes greatly aroused Pingan Li's appetite.

Before the banquet was over.

A group of people wailed and took out the packing bags that had been prepared long ago, filling them with leftovers.

Pingan Li did not grab it, not because he did not care to do such a thing.

Rather, it was because he didn't have a bag.

And his eyes were still blind, so he couldn't rob these people.

So he could only take the opportunity to eat more.

After eating his stomach, he wiped his mouth.

Then he was going to leave.

"Here here." Someone greeted him.

It was Miss Wang who sold tofu.

With one hand tugging on her child, she carried a bag and handed it to Pingan Li.

Li Pingan reached out and touched it.

There was a small half roasted chicken, some peanuts and cold vegetables.

Miss Wang reached out again and handed him a tea egg, complaining, "These people are too quick, so take it first."

After saying that, she squeezed into the crowd once again and went off to fight.

The crowd was so noisy that she didn't hear the sentence that Pingan Li whispered.

"Thanks a lot."

....

It was another winter solstice.

Pingan Li pinched his fingers.

[Skill: Two Fountains Reflecting the Moon]

[Level: LV2 (5000/10,000)]

[LV1 Effects: Increase longevity, unblocking qi and blood, unblocking meridians, dispelling dampness and warming the body]

[LV2 Effects: Hearing Wind Blade Technique (40%), Turtle Breath Technique (60%)]

Pingan Li had no sword, and his walking stick was his sword.

He could clearly feel that as his cultivation deepened.

There was a huge change in his body.

Especially the five senses had become more refined. One could even clearly feel the trajectory of falling snowflakes.

Over the past year, Li Pingan's life had also improved a lot.

As the old saying goes, "With one skill in hand, the world is mine."

Li Pingan's erhu was so good that he soon took over the town's red and white wedding ceremonies.

Wherever he was willing to pay, he would play a song.

Bringing a little joy to this lonely town.

It was also in this year that Li Pingan learned to drink.

And taught this bad habit to Old Ox.

Li Pingan's belongings included an extra wine gourd.

Whenever he picked up the wine gourd.

When he wanted to drink it, he would sniff it.

Then shook his head and sighed.

Whenever he earned big money, when would he be able to drink every day.

This was a wonderful wish.

It was getting late.

As usual, Pingan Li led the old ox and walked under the setting sun.

Suddenly he stopped and glanced curiously in one direction.

He did not hear the familiar sound of selling tofu, nor did he see that familiar silhouette.

Wang girl .... Probably sick.

On the second day, there was still no sign of Miss Wang.

The third day, and the fourth day likewise.

Fifth day.

Li Pingan ate his noodles and slapped a penny on the table.

He asked the bookkeeper for news about Miss Wang.

"I heard that kid Niu Er owes a buttload of lamb's profit, the house is mortgaged and the person has run away."

(Lamb's profit = loan shark)

Li Pingan said in a deep voice, "When did we have lamb's profit in our town? Doesn't the government care?"

The bookkeeper smiled contemptuously, "The nephew of the county magistrate opened it, so it's no different from the county magistrate's, who dares to care!"

Li Pingan leaned on his crutches and walked out the door.

Outside, it was snowing heavily with goose feathers, and it was snowy again.

Miss Wang's house is in the east of the town, white walls and green tiles, good house.

It is a pity that the feng shui is not good, and it has raised such a bastard thing as Niu Er.

He was caught in a trap at the gambling table and owed a lot of money.

He ran away.

Li Ping An knocked on the door, no one responded.

Only the dog barked.

"Anyone home?"

It was only after a while that a trembling voice rang out from inside.

"Is... Ping An?"

Only Miss Wang would call a blind man Ping An.

"It's me."

The door to the house opened.

Miss Wang was a little surprised to see Li Pingan, then said, "Tofu is not getting done today, come back tomorrow."

Li Pingan wanted to say something, but finally turned around and left.

It was as if he was really just here to buy tofu.

"Hey, wait."

Miss Wang took a few steamed buns from the stove and dug into the bag.

"You take them."

It was impossible for Li Pingan to come to himself for no reason.

So Miss Wang expected that the other party must be having a really bad time.

Miss Wang gave him another bowl of stick congee and chucked in a salted radish.

Li Pingan simply squatted in the doorway and poofed it up.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

Miss Wang froze and reacted to the fact that Pingan Li was talking to himself.

Lowering her head and biting her lip, her voice carried a bit of stubbornness.

"It's only natural to repay debts, I'll just pay them back."

Li Pingan did not say anything.

It would be good if it was really as simple as just paying back the money.

Profit rolls on profit, people are eating you up. Even if you have a gold mountain at home, it's useless.

A bowl of stick noodles was drunk to the bottom.

The sound of footsteps suddenly rang out, and five or six gangsters led by Big Tiger walked into the courtyard.

"Yo, you blind man is quite good at picking the right time, someone's husband has just left, so you're here to send charcoal in the snow?"

Big Tiger laughed and scolded.

"Get lost! Don't come and get in my way, I don't have time to take care of you."

Dahu half a year ago evening the nephew of the county governor's thighs, this time is specifically to collect debts.