Since Shelu Town can be called a "town", there are naturally things that ordinary villages do not have, that are several brick and tile shops. If it is in other places, these rough brick and tile houses are naturally not rare, but here it can be regarded as a kind of "burning". I don't know how many years these houses have been dressed very gloomy by smoke and moldy moss, and they are entrenched there like little monsters. In the near noon sun, they are still dark and without any luster.

At this time, Chen Feng had nothing else except a small amount of copper coins on his body, and he was also ragged, haggard and covered in dirt. He was afraid that he would face Hei Chao, and he would not recognize him if he didn't observe carefully. From his birth to now, Chen Feng had never left the area near the fishing village. Now, in just a few days, he has been desperate in the mountains, and his situation was completely different, which made him feel melancholy.

As an inconspicuous town, Shelu Town survived only by relying on its location. It is a concentrated place for hunters and fishermen to exchange products with each other, and an important supply place for people to enter the Linmo Mountains.

For Chen Feng, this place is undoubtedly the one who is far away from the world and entering the Linmo Mountains to seek immortality, which may also mean the end of his entire life. After all, entering the Linmo Mountains, which are full of dangers, I really don’t know whether he can survive.

However, after Chen Feng asked in the town, he realized that it was not easy to enter the Linmo Mountains alone: ​​the climate in the Linmo Mountains was changing, and it was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, so his single clothes could not keep the cold at all; there were many poisonous snakes, beasts and toxic miasma in the mountains, and items needed to be defended and medicines for clearing and detoxifying. There were many thieves with scissors in the jungle, who specifically robbed passers-by in the mountains. If you were not careful, you might be doomed.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Feng finally decided to change his plan to enter the mountain alone, intending to find a job in Shelu Town, save some money, buy some essential things, and then see if he could follow others into the mountain. At this time, Chen Feng only had more than a dozen copper coins on him, which was not enough for him. Moreover, he heard that he would sometimes have to pay some money similar to protection fees to follow some teams into the mountain, which was something he could not afford.

After wandering in Shelu Town for a long time, I also asked many places. When asked, everyone shook his head and said that he did not need manpower. In the poor Shelu Town, there is often no place to work and only manage food, let alone find a job that can make money.

Finally, when he saw Chen Feng squatting tiredly on the side of the road, a kind old man said, "It is useless to find it yourself. Even if you lack people, others will not use you."

"Old man, why? I don't want much wages?" Chen Feng was very puzzled.

"The whole town needs to apply for the approval of Lao Yang. His son is a yamen runner in the county, and he has the final say in this town. If you want to find a job, you need to respect him and some copper coins and wait for his news. If you can't find it, the money will be his. It depends on your luck. Without Lao Yang's consent, the shops in the town will not and dare not hire new people easily."

"Then where can I find that old Yang head?" Chen Feng asked.

"Old Yang is on the east side of the market. There are often a few free agents around you. You will know as soon as you go." After the man gave Chen Feng a tip, he left without waiting for Chen Feng to thank him.

Because today, people from nearby villages flocked to Shelu Town, so there were more people in the market. After Chen Feng entered the market, he fell from a deserted wilderness into this noisy world. His ears were quiet just now, but then he suddenly banged the ground, and all kinds of sounds rushed in, pushing and urging each other, but he was very abrupt.

Walking east of the market, Chen Feng found along the way that there were many vendors here, most of them were nearby villagers, but the goods in front of them were pitifully few, basically some mountain goods and seafood. In contrast, the people who bought things were not good. Although there were very few transactions, the vendors still shouted loudly. For them, it was a reward to be able to trade one transaction a day.

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh that it is difficult to survive as a plain-headed ordinary person. Once he encounters an unrestrained disaster, he often has no room for struggle. Just like the residents of Red Maple Island, they don't even have the chance to struggle under Hei Chao and Qingbo's men.

After asking many people, Chen Feng finally met Lao Yangtou on the east side of the market.

Judging from his appearance, Old Yangtou was only over fifty years old, but his hair was half white, he was wearing a half-old short robe of gauze and a felt hat covered with oil stains. Looking up at the person, Old Yangtou looked around and wrinkles seemed to be full of cunning. He could tell at first glance that he was an extremely smart person. Although his clothes were ordinary, Chen Feng still recognized him at first glance compared to the timid people around him.

Old Yang sat at an old table, and stood beside him. Occasionally, one or two very poor people dressed up, handed over a few copper coins, and went to find a job. Old Yang was not arrogant, but he was not polite at all. He often made a few strokes on the paper perfunctorily, and those who were seeking a job left helplessly or joyfully. Most of the time, Old Yang and the two gangs were quietly talking about the crowd at the market, pointing with both hands, and occasionally laughing unrestrainedly. The two gangs bent over and laughed desperately, looking very harmonious between the master and servant.

Chen Feng went up and respectfully handed over five copper coins, saying that he wanted to find a job with a salary, but as for food and accommodation, he didn't have much request.

Old Yang used his finger to gently push the copper coins on the table twice, and did not put them away. It was obvious that he thought the money was too small. But perhaps because he saw Chen Feng's embarrassing appearance, he didn't look like he could take out the copper coins anymore. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Then, go to the mortal hall."

"The mortal mortar?" Chen Feng was shocked. He really couldn't imagine that his future residence would be like this.

The so-called corpse is a unique name on Red Maple Island, which is a place where coffins are parked specifically. The corpse there are corpses that have not been found for a good place to be buried for a while, or have died in a foreign land, and their families are planning to transport them back to their hometown for burial, or are too poor to be buried, so they have to temporarily store them in the corpse.

"Yes, it's the mortal mortal. Not long ago, the old man who was guarding the mortal mortal died of illness, and it was still deserted and there was a lack of a guard. If you go, you can get some copper coins every month to barely maintain food and clothing. Of course, it is not a good place, and most people will not go until they have no choice. I don't force you. If you don't want to, you can take these five copper coins." Old Yang said, spreading out the five copper coins he was weighing in his hand again.

Chen Feng waved his hand quickly and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Yang, I'll trouble you, I... go to the mortal hall..."

Seeing Lao Yang write his name on the book, Tanzi and the meager treatment every month, Chen Feng confirmed that he had obtained this position. After expressing his gratitude to Lao Yang again, he asked about the direction and headed towards Tanzi.
Chapter completed!