"Old patriarch, you are unhappy" The old patriarch seemed to be in a trance.
Tiedan asked twice before he realized what he was doing and forced a smile: "Happy."
He looked around and sighed softly: "After all, this is my hometown.
When the team passed by a deep mansion, the old patriarch paused slightly and looked inside.
The bronze door is open, and inside the door is a shadow wall.
The back wall of the shadow is made of sapphire, with a painting of a roc bird spreading its wings and about to fly.
There were obviously people living in this house.
When the old patriarch looked in, he was seen by the four gatekeepers at the door.
They waved their hands: "Go away, go away.
This is the general's mansion, not for people like you." ” The old patriarch choked, didn't say anything, and walked away quickly.
Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi were walking at the end of the team.
When she saw the old patriarch leaving as if he was running away, a flash of thought flashed in her eyes.
The so-called residential areas in the south of the city are more like slums.
The small tent rooms are located next to each other, with a pile of messy things piled at the door, and the people who come in and out are all unkempt.
The soldier who led the way led their group directly to the depths of these tent houses and pointed at a row of thirty tents: "The city lord is merciful and has given you so many houses.
You must be grateful to the city lord for his kindness and do your work well."
Work.”
Everyone agreed, and the soldier left.
Chun Cao looked at the short and dilapidated tents and curled her lips: "This dilapidated house is not as good as the one we used to live in."
Tieniu also frowned: "I doubt I can straighten up in this tent."
Someone came out of the tent nearby.
Hearing their words, he sneered: "You should be satisfied.
At least you have a place to stay.
Many people in this city sleep on straw huts without even a tile to cover them." " Chuncao and the others looked at me and I looked at you.
They passed some remote places along the way, and they did see people squatting in the corners and sleeping in grass nests.
"This city turned out to be so poor."
Chuncao blurted out.
The man snorted: "The city is not poor, we are the poor."
He seemed to feel that he had let something slip, so he shook his head and went into the tent.
He came out after a while and hurried out.
Chuncao couldn't help but ask him: "Brother, where are you going?"
"work" "Working so late" It's already dinner time.
The man didn't look back: "Of course, we people can only sleep three hours a day.
The rest of the time we can only eat and work."
"Where can I eat?
Can I cook it myself?"
Many people are hungry and want to try the delicious food in the city.
The man finally paused for a moment: "You are not allowed to cook here.
Only those who are heads of hundreds of households or above are eligible to have a kitchen in the courtyard.
Common people like us can only eat in the dining hall.
Do you have Luohua Tickets?"
You need to buy a Luohua ticket to eat in the dining hall.”
Everyone was obviously confused, you looked at me, I looked at you.
The man sighed and took out a crumpled note from his arms: "Here, this is it.
This is issued to us ordinary people.
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If you work hard enough, you can get one every day."
The old patriarch took it and looked at it.
The note looked a bit like a bank note.
The face value written on it was five hundred.
"How many things can this ticket buy?"
"How many things" the man sighed: "This ticket can buy three steamed buns, three bowls of porridge and two plates of pickles":