The next day was another sunny day.
Brian glanced outside through the window. The doors of several houses had already been opened. Most of the residents inside moved small stools to sit at the doorstep, busy with something and chatting. The women had vegetable bowls placed next to their feet, and the men had already prepared the tools for climbing the mountain. They gathered in twos and threes and walked towards the dense forest.
Brian also heard from the village chief yesterday that this village is located in a remote area and can only make a little money by selling medicinal herbs from the mountains, which can barely be considered self-sufficient.
No matter from which angle you look at it, it is just an ordinary village. It is even a bit like Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring, hidden in a place where few people go, but people can enjoy themselves.
Brian looked for a while and pulled down the curtains.
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