It snowed heavily overnight again.

The snow was heavy and thick, and it creaked when you stepped on it.

The vendors who got up early set up their stalls early, selling everything.

Fried dough sticks, soy milk, pie and wontons.

The aroma wafts in the air, whetting your appetite.

Li Ping'an held Lao Niu and opened his pocket.

Yesterday I spent nine cents, and now I still have six cents.

It’s better not to eat breakfast.

Li Ping'an has long been accustomed to living a hungry and full life.

When he walked to the street where he was singing, Lao Liu, who was begging for food, moved to the side.

"Coming."

Li Pingan nodded, saying hello to his colleagues.

The sound of erhu sounded leisurely.

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

"Have you heard that the young man from the Zhang family in Hou'er Town has passed the examination and is going to have a big banquet?"

Beggar Liu said.

"When the time comes, if you learn a more upbeat tune, I might be able to reward you with a table full of good wine and good food."

A more upbeat tune?

Li Pingan thought for a while.

The song "Running on the Thousand Miles of Grassland" came to mind.

Before time travel, he was a professional erhu player.

These songs are naturally at your fingertips..

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

The Zhang family also set up a long tent outside grandly, with good wine and food on every table.

The crackling sound of firecrackers is endless.

Li Pingan moved a bench and sat in the yard.

The cheerful tune made everyone couldn't help but applaud.

Because of this song, Li Ping'an got the opportunity to eat at the table.

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

Dishes that are usually invisible arouse Li Ping'an's appetite to a great extent.

The banquet is not over yet.

A group of people took out the bags they had prepared and filled them with leftovers.

Li Ping'an didn't rob, it wasn't that he didn't disdain to do such a thing.

It's because he doesn't have a bag.

And he's still blind, so he can't rob these people.

So I could only take the opportunity to eat more.

When your stomach is full, eat your mouth.

Will leave.

"Here, here." Someone called him.

It's Miss Wang who sells tofu.

He held his child with one hand and handed a bag to Li Ping'an with the other.

Li Pingan reached out and touched it.

Half a roast chicken, some peanuts and cold vegetables.

Miss Wang stretched out her hand and handed him a tea egg, complaining: "These people are too quick, you can take it first."

After saying that, he squeezed into the crowd again and went to fight.

There was so much noise that she didn't hear what Li Ping'an whispered.

"Thank you."

...........

It’s winter solstice again.

Li Pingan pinched his fingers.

[Skill: Erquan Yingyue]

[Level:lv2(5000/10000)]

[lv1 function: increase life span, dredge qi and blood, dredge meridians, remove dampness and warm the body]

[lv2 function: Tingfeng Knife Technique (40%), Turtle Breathing Technique (60%)]

Li Pingan has no knife, his walking stick is his knife.

He could clearly feel that as his cultivation deepened.

My body has undergone tremendous changes.

Especially the five senses have become more refined.

You can even clearly feel the trajectory of falling snowflakes.

Over the past year, Li Ping'an's life has improved a lot.

As the old saying goes, "If you have a skill in your hand, you can conquer the world."

Li Ping'an played the erhu very well and soon took over all weddings and funerals in the town.

He would play a song wherever he was willing to pay.

Bring some fun to this lonely town.

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

And taught this bad habit to Lao Niu.

Li Ping'an has an extra wine gourd among his belongings.

Whenever he picked up the wine gourd.

Whenever I want to drink, I will smell it.

Then he shook his head and sighed.

When you make a lot of money, you can drink every day.

This is a beautiful wish.

It's getting late.

As usual, Li Ping'an held the old cow and walked under the sunset.

Suddenly he stopped and glanced curiously in one direction.

I didn't hear the familiar voice of selling tofu, nor saw that familiar silhouette.

Miss Wang...maybe she is sick.

The next day, I still didn’t see Miss Wang.

The same goes for the third and fourth days.

The fifth day.

Li Ping'an finished eating the noodles and slapped a penny on the table.

Ask the accountant for news about Miss Wang.

"I heard that that guy Niu Er owed a lot of money, and his house was mortgaged and he ran away."

(Lamb interest = loan sharking)

Li Ping'an said in a deep voice: "When did we have lambs in our town? Does the government not care about it?"

The accountant smiled scornfully, "If it's run by the nephew of the county magistrate, it's no different than if it's run by the county magistrate. Who dares to take care of it?"

Li Pingan walked out of the door on crutches.

It's snowing heavily outside, and it's all white again.
To be continued...