They walked along this long street for a while. For those who were accustomed to the bitter and cold weather in Peking, even though the winter in Yongzhou was already a little colder than before, they didn't feel sad. They even walked out of sweat in a short while.

But she didn't say anything, and just kept wiping her sweat with her handkerchief.

At this time, Zhu Feng stopped and looked at a tall banyan tree not far ahead.

This banyan tree looks like it is at least hundreds of years old, with lush branches and leaves, like a large open umbrella covering the front. A young couple set up a tea stall under the tree, and they didn't even need to set up a shed. They only set up two or three small tables and a few bamboo stools. The porters who were tired of walking, stopped casually and sat on the side of the road to drink tea, and joked loudly.

Zhu Feng turned his head and asked Nanyan: "Will you go?"

“…?”

Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't say thirst again, so why did he ask about himself? But when he turned around and saw Xinping's appearance, he immediately understood.

He smiled and said, "Of course I'm already thirsty."

Zhu Feng snorted lightly and took them over with his hands behind his back.

Naturally, he would not say anything more to the stall owner. Xiao Shunzi and Ruoshui immediately went over and asked the stall owner that they had bought three bowls of tea. Ruoshui also wanted to take out a handkerchief to clean the table and stools. Nanyan raised his hand to stop her.

Since all of them are out, there are not so many poor people who pay attention to it. Paying attention to it in front of these coolies will cause displeasure to others.

Sure enough, Zhu Feng sat down as soon as he lifted his robe.

Seeing that he was like this, Nan Yan and Xinping naturally sat on the squeaking bamboo stool.

The stall owner's wife held up the tea cup by cup and said diligently: "Master, please use tea."

Zhu Feng nodded, without saying much, picked up the teacup and started drinking.

The tea outside is naturally not as good as the tea used in the palace, and the water is not that good, but sitting under a banyan tree on the street like this, the surroundings are dressed in short dress and shouting loudly, and drinking tea is a different feeling. Xinping didn't complain, holding the tea cup in both hands while sucking, while looking around.

Everything here is so fresh to her, even the velvet flowers on her head make her feel happy.

She looked around and then, a few more porters came over.

They were obviously familiar with the stall owner, and they didn't even sit on the stool here, and sat directly on the stone altar under the banyan tree. They took a bowl and scooped out half a bowl of tea from the tea jar and started drinking. The stall owner's wife also smiled and carried the kettle to add hot water to them.

One of the middle-aged men smiled and said, "Madam Zhou, why do you still come out to set up a stall on such a cold day? Don't you take a break?"

The lady Zhou smiled and said, "What are you going to take? One day off is a shorter day of meal. Who dares to take a break? Do you dare?"

Several porters looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Who dares?

People who are honest and hardworking like this can earn food for a day of work. They will go hungry when they don’t move. In this world, not many people dare to rest casually.

At this time, one of the young men among the porters sneered and said, "We dare not rest, but the ones who are standing in front of us are lying on the pile of rice to live, which is so comfortable."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Madam Zhou asked, "Xiao Ding, who do you mean?"

The little Ding said angrily: "Who else can you? The people from Yue Kingdom."

When he heard this, Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but sat there quietly, drinking tea while listening quietly. Nan Yan glanced at him and quietly raised his ears.

Seeing the young man's indignation, the middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "What have you seen again?"

The young man said, "Do you know the temple built by Yue people on the mountain ahead?"

The middle-aged man said, "Who doesn't know? In that small temple, the arhats worshipped are not golden-body arhats, who will go there to burn incense?"

The young man said angrily: "That day, I passed by the mountain and saw that the ditch in the temple was filled with white rice!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked: "What? Mi?"

The young man said, "Isn't it? The best rice is said to be unable to eat, and the rice jar in the temple cannot be filled. It is also a rat that keeps it, so they just lost it."

Everyone felt so distressed that they started to speak.

When a guest drinking tea on the other table heard about it, he turned around and said regretfully: "Isn't that true? I sold some fruits and vegetables a while ago. I heard that the people of Yue used fine grains to raise horses, saying that they were cheaper than fodder."

Several porters were even more angry when they heard this.

"Damn it, we have worked hard for a day but can't eat white rice. They poured it out. The best rice is either thrown out or fed to the horse. Is that reasonable?"

"We live so much that we are not even as good as the animals in Yue."

"Isn't it? The rice in our Yan Country is two taels per stone, but I heard that the rice in the Yue Country is less than one tael of silver, and the rice in their Daluo City is cheaper!"

"What's the solution? If we do this, we will transport the rice and grain from here one by one."

"The food we have worked so hard to grow is just for nothing to waste..."

Everyone was very angry, but in addition to being angry, there was no way to do anything.

Just then, they suddenly heard a clang.

Looking back, it was from another table on the tea stall. There were three gorgeously dressed people sitting by the low table. It seemed like a pair of masters and wives with their daughters. At first glance, you could tell that they were either rich or noble. The lady was born with a pretty and charming look, but at this time she looked angry and threw the tea bowl in her hand. Her eyes were red and glaring at the calm-looking master in front of her, as if she was resenting something.

The lady sitting next to her had a graceful and luxurious temperament, but at this time she frowned and scolded her daughter: "What are you doing?!"

The lady didn't know whether she was wronged or angry at someone. She stared at the master, as if she was going to say something, but she didn't say it after all, and stomped her feet hard and ran away.

The servant and maid who followed them shouted anxiously: "Master--Miss!"

The servant hurriedly chased after him.

The lady turned around and said, "Master..."

The master was still calm and did not even get angry about his daughter's behavior. He only took out a piece of silver from his purse and put it on the table. After paying the tea and paying for the broken bowl, he got up and walked forward. The lady had to follow him.

Only the guests at the tea stall looked at each other.

For them, this incident was just a small episode. They were still discussing that the people of Yue are living a great life now and don’t have to worry about not having enough food, but they can only do hard work to barely make ends meet.

The lady Zhou couldn't help but sigh: "When will this day end?"
Chapter completed!