Su Xiaoyong naturally noticed the strange looks from others, but he ignored what they were saying about him and just ate his fill first.

"Hiccup~~"

After burping several times, Su Xiaoyong touched his bloated belly and let out a contented breath. He felt like he was coming back to life.

Su Xiaoyong took out the silver and paid the bill, and his fingers ached as he paid.

There were only two silver ingots in the silver bag, each weighing about ten taels, and the rest were some trivial silver coins.

He carefully put the silver bag into his pocket and walked towards the Wu Shi Lane in his memory. The familiar streets and familiar neighbors made him more and more convinced that the memories in his mind were from his previous life.

The soldiers guarding the city said before that there was no one named Su at the end of Wushi Lane. It must be that they didn't find him and were just fooling me.

Su Xiaoyong thought about his memories of this life.

He has done nothing in his life, so there is no reason for his foolishly filial brother not to take him in.

As long as they take me in, I will steal the secret recipes of toilet water and soap in this life, and open my own business. I will definitely be more successful than in my previous life.

Su Xiaoyong thought happily.

In this life, I must trample this family under my feet.

Su Xiaoyong walked to the last door of Wushi Lane and knocked on it. After a while, an old man opened the door and looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your master's family. I'm the eldest brother of your master's family."

Having said that, Su Xiaoyong walked in in a familiar manner.

Seeing him trying to break in, the concierge quickly blocked his way with his body, "Who are you? Just walk in like this."

Su Xiaoyong was angry. It was outrageous that a small servant dared to act bully him, the master's brother.

"Didn't I just tell you that I am your master's elder brother? Didn't you understand, or are you deliberately making things difficult for me? If you dare to stop me again, be careful or I will let my brother sell you out." Su Xiaoyong said bluntly.

At this moment, he had completely lost the humility he had on the street before, and was completely arrogant, acting like the "head of the family".

The doorman was intimidated by Su Xiaoyong's domineering attitude and paused what he was doing. At this moment, Su Xiaoyong walked past the doorman and went inside.

By the time the concierge realized what was happening, he was shouting, "Don't go in. You can't go in."

Su Xiaoyong didn't bother to pay attention to the shouting behind him and walked quickly towards the backyard.

As soon as they reached the backyard, the women who were doing needlework in the courtyard suddenly saw the man breaking in and screamed in fear.

“Ahhh.”

"Who are you?"

The maids and old women immediately stood in front of the master's wife and daughter.

The owner of the house, who was taking a nap in the main room, heard the noise and hurried out of the house, and saw Su Xiaoyong, a strange man, breaking into their inner courtyard.

"Who are you?"

Su Xiaoyong was also a little confused, and asked, "Who are you? Where is my brother? Where is the head of this family?"

The man of the house frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I am the head of this family."

"This... this is impossible." Su Xiaoyong didn't believe it, grabbed the doorman's arm, and asked anxiously, "Isn't this family's surname Su?"

The concierge was speechless, "My master's surname is Zhao."

"How could this happen?" Su Xiaoyong looked like he had lost his soul.

When the Zhao family looked at Su Xiaoyong's appearance, they were a little worried, wondering if this man was a lunatic.

The Zhao family's patriarch ordered the doorman and the servant who rushed in, "Kick them out."

If it weren't for the fact that this man was dressed in unusual clothes, he would have been handed over to the authorities.

After being kicked out, Su Xiaoyong stood in the alley feeling a little confused.

My third brother and his family were supposed to live here, but they are not here.

The Fuxing Commercial Bank that was supposed to exist no longer exists.

The soaps and toilet water that were once popular are also gone.

All the stuff related to Su Yin's family disappeared. Does this mean that Su Yin, the money-loser, had died on the road?

Dead!

They are all dead!

These words echoed in Su Xiaoyong's mind, and he murmured them unconsciously.

What would I do if they died?

How should he survive in Shangjing City?

The capital city was under lockdown, and the little money in his pocket was not enough to survive.

He had finally come here after going through countless dangers and difficulties, and he didn't want to die like this.

Su Xiaoyong squatted under the eaves of a shop on the street, watching the people coming and going and scrambling for food. People staying at home heard the news one after another and began to scramble to buy food.

No, this absolutely cannot go on.

Su Xiaoyong grabbed a passerby who was walking hurriedly. The man looked impatient and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, where is the Prince Wu's Palace?"

"Of course it's in the north of the city. Go find it yourself and don't bother me. I'm waiting to grab some food."

The man shook off Su Xiaoyong and left in a hurry.

Su Xiaoyong looked at his appearance and feared that he would be driven away by the patrolling yamen runners in the north of the city before he even reached the gate of King Wu.

He thought for a while and found a bathhouse, washed himself from head to toe, and walked out of the house feeling comfortable. When he reached into his pocket to pay, the bag of silver in his clothes pocket was gone.

The shopkeeper frowned at his expression and said, "Sir, are you trying to say that the money was stolen?"

Su Xiaoyong couldn't find the money bag, and he got anxious. "My money is gone, and I put it in this pocket. When I came in, the money bag was clearly there. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in your bathhouse. It must be that your people are dishonest and stole my money."

The shopkeeper was also a ruthless person. He raised his eyebrows and put away his smile. "Humph, you dare to cause trouble here. Why don't you go out and ask around? Who dares to cause trouble here? You must be tired of living."

As the shopkeeper finished speaking, a group of thugs surrounded the bathhouse from all sides.

When Su Xiaoyong saw this, he immediately became timid and looked at them nervously and fearfully, "What do you want to do?"

"Throw him out to me."

At the shopkeeper's command, several thugs rushed forward, grabbed Su Xiaoyong's limbs, carried him out of the bathhouse, and threw him directly onto the street.

Su Xiaoyong was only wearing his inner clothes at the moment and hadn't even put on his outer shirt when he was thrown out.

The shopkeeper stood at the gate and spat at Su Xiaoyong, "I came to the bathhouse without money. I'm unlucky to meet a scoundrel like you."

"My clothes..."

Without waiting for Su Xiaoyong to finish his words, the shopkeeper said, "Your clothes are the money for your bath. Don't bother me anymore, or I will be rude to you."

As he spoke, the four big men standing on the side showed ferocious expressions to him.

Su Xiaoyong was scared, so he had to swallow his anger and accept the loss.