Chapter 022 Leaving the City

He made quite a move yesterday, so it's not surprising that someone is eyeing this place, but no matter how many people come, they are bound to be disappointed.

Lu Xuan mentally cheered for the idiots who came back empty-handed, and went around to the few remaining ironware shops that he hadn't finished shopping yesterday. He spent fifty taels to buy the last bit of ironware, and then began to shop aimlessly and randomly.

When passing by a pastry shop, I would buy whatever I wanted, regardless of whether the food was expensive or cheap, and whether it was sweet or salty. If I came across steamed buns and pies with thin skin, large fillings and good taste on the roadside, or an egg seller or a fruit stall, I would buy whatever I could get. I would buy whatever I could find as I walked along, just like scraping the ground.

The shop owners who made money were happy but couldn't help wondering, are they planning to buy all the food they need for the rest of their lives?

On the way, he also met a businessman from a coastal city. He spent thirty taels to buy several carts of dried fish, dried kelp, dried shrimp and other seafood that the businessman had stockpiled.

Near noon, I was lucky enough to meet a vendor selling sweet potatoes.

The other party's sweet potatoes were probably dug from the mountains. There weren't many of them, and they were covered with a lot of soil. They were not big in size, and many of them were of strange shapes.

Lu Xuan broke off one of the pieces and took a bite. The taste was completely different from the sweet taste of modern sweet potatoes. Instead, it was dry and astringent.

It tastes terrible.

Despite this, he still bought the less than ten kilograms of wild sweet potatoes in front of him.

Because today's schedule was not tight and he unexpectedly got some sweet potatoes, Lu Xuan found a restaurant with a good view and ordered a table of sumptuous dishes on the second floor to satisfy the audience's thirst.

Live audience: People doing things? Slurp.

While the audience was drooling at the dishes, Lu Xuan was enjoying the food while looking out the window at the bustling and peaceful scene outside.

After the disaster, everything in front of us will no longer exist, and countless people in the city will die in the initial accident.

Even if he managed to survive, there would still be a long and endless journey of wandering and struggling for survival, just like him and the countless people who experienced the end of the world with him.

The rational audience shifted their gaze from the food, which they were increasingly greedy for, to Lu Xuan.

[Is the anchor really not going to warn the people in the city? ]

[Didn't I say this before? Even if the anchor said it, no one would believe it, and it would only cause trouble for the anchor.]

[But no matter what, it's hundreds of thousands of lives.]

What's the point of the above? If these people died, could it still be the responsibility of the live broadcast?

Even without the anchor, things will still happen. It's a favor for the anchor to mention it, but it's their duty not to mention it. Furthermore, even if they do mention it, it might not be accepted. It's even more infuriating to have their good intentions taken for granted.

The audience held different opinions, and for a moment there were signs that a quarrel was about to break out.

Lu Xuan, however, acted as if he hadn't seen anything and continued to eat and drink. He neither tried to appease her nor showed any intention of explaining anything.

After dinner, we went straight to the teahouse next door.

I'm not going to drink tea, but to buy some tea.

After all, the ancients drank tea as water, and raw water or boiled water was for livestock.

Live audience: Who are you scolding?

After arriving at the teahouse, Lu Xuan asked what kind of tea the teahouse sold and at what price. In the end, he chose ordinary and mid-range types and bought a total of 100 kilograms, spending 80 taels.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." While Lu Xuan was waiting for the shopkeeper to come back with the goods, a surprised voice came from behind him.

Lu Xuan looked back and saw that the person coming was Bai Xuefeng.

He nodded and said, "Mr. Bai."

During these two days, he would occasionally chat with the store owners while shopping, and even when he was having lunch on the roadside, he could hear people talking around him, and naturally he knew the background of the Bai family.

The Bai family's aunt married into a marquis's mansion in the capital, and she also had very close relatives who were officials in the capital. She was one of the most powerful families in the local area and had a good reputation.

Lu Xuan didn't care how remarkable Bai Xuefeng's background was. What he was more concerned about was that since the Bai family had many connections in the capital, did they have some rare things that were not available outside?

For example, corn, corn, and corn.

Seeing that he was about to leave the city tomorrow, Lu Xuan didn't want to miss the opportunity that had come to him. He asked directly, "Master Bai, does your family have a plant called corn that comes from overseas? Its fruits are long, cylindrical, and yellow."

Bai Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, but for the sake of the three-hundred-year-old ginseng, he replied frankly, "I don't know if it's called corn, but I do have a few of the plants you mentioned at home. They were gifts from relatives in the capital."

Lu Xuan was shocked. "I wonder if Mr. Bai would sell me the corn? If you can't sell me all of it, just one plant will do. I'm willing to pay a high price for it!"

Bai Xuefeng waved his hand and said, "The ginseng you sold to Baiyaotang is very useful to my grandfather. It's just a rare fruit, so there's no need to pay a high price. If you need it, just come to the Bai family and get it when you have time."

Lu Xuan didn't want to accept the benefits for nothing, but the Bai family was not short of money. Even if he gave all the remaining 1,800 taels to the other party, it would probably not be a big deal to Bai Xuefeng.

Lu Xuan thought about it for a moment and came up with an idea.

Bai Xuefeng didn't have anything important to do when he came to the teahouse. Seeing that Lu Xuan seemed very anxious, he simply asked him to go with him to the Bai family to get something.

After arriving at the Bai family, Bai Xuefeng wanted him to come in and sit down, but Lu Xuan didn't want to waste time visiting someone else's house, so he just waited outside and said before Bai Xuefeng entered: "I have something to tell Mr. Bai later. Please come out again."

After hearing this, Bai Xuefeng simply sent the housekeeper to get the corn, and he stayed behind.

"What are you going to say?"

The audience in the live broadcast room had a vague premonition of something and pricked up their ears.

Lu Xuan said, "In ten days, a massive disaster will erupt in the city and even further afield, and it will last for many years. I came to the city to buy as many supplies as possible to prepare for the upcoming disaster."

Bai Xuefeng: “…”

Bai Xuefeng: “???”

Lu Xuan: "If Mr. Bai trusts me, in order to protect himself and his family, it is best to collect some supplies as soon as possible while there is still time."

Bai Xuefeng: “…”

Bai Xuefeng's expression at this moment was completely stunned.

A huge disaster that will last for many years?

Could it be that this person in front of me is a fortune teller? Otherwise, how could he know all these things?

Lu Xuan did not continue to persuade Bai Xuefeng in order to make him believe. He waited until the housekeeper took out the two potted plants and confirmed that the plants inside were indeed ungrown corns, then he prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he gave one last reminder, "Preparing a batch of supplies isn't a huge loss for the Bai family, but it could save the lives of the entire Bai family at a critical moment. Why not do it? Oh, and Mr. Bai, you can also inform the capital of this news. Maybe it can even save the lives of other people in the city in ten days."

After saying that, he really left.

Bai Xuefeng stared at Lu Xuan's departing back in a daze.

Reason told him that what Lu Xuan said was baseless and there was no need to care about it, but for some reason, a voice deep in his heart told him to "believe him!"

His eyelids twitched inexplicably, and a strong sense of uneasiness arose in his heart. He frowned and hurried back home. He immediately called the guards at home and asked them to inquire about Lu Xuan's recent behavior after coming to the capital city. At the same time, he informed Father Bai of this matter in the study in front.

On the way back to the inn, the audience in the live broadcast room called Lu Xuan too cunning.

[The anchor didn't tell the official himself, but instead put the blame on Bai. How cunning!]

[What's cunning? That's wisdom! Regardless of whether Bai says anything or not, it's the other person's fault, and the host can't be blamed.]

Lu Xuan did not deny that he did intend to shirk responsibility, but if Bai Xuefeng really informed the government office of the news, regardless of whether the latter believed it or not, it would at least prove that the Bai family would definitely make preparations in advance, which could be regarded as repaying the other party for giving him corn.

For more, it depends on fate.

That day, Lu Xuan went around but was unable to spend the remaining one hundred taels.

He thought that he could continue to stock up on goods in Baisong Town after returning, so he didn't force himself.

On the morning of the fifth day, after paying the bill at the inn, he went to the horse-drawn carriage agency to check out of the small courtyard, and then went to the carriage agency to hire a carriage and set off on his journey home.

This time he was much smarter than when he came here. After getting on the car, he took out a lot of cotton from his space bracelet and put it under his buttocks. He also put down a few pieces of cloth on both sides to stabilize his body and prevent shaking. Finally, he didn't suffer again...

The carriage, which was moving steadily forward, suddenly came to an abrupt stop. The driver outside the carriage said in panic, "Young man, someone is blocking the road!"

Lu Xuan walked out of the carriage with an unhappy look on his face and found that there was indeed a group of people blocking the road in front of the carriage. Some of them had bruises on their faces and looked particularly familiar.

The audience in the live broadcast room also recognized the person. Wasn't this the robber who had been beaten by the anchor before?

Is this because you are unwilling to give up and invite more people?

There are twenty people in total, all armed with weapons. They don't seem to be friendly!

The driver was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs went weak. Just as he was considering whether to run away, Lu Xuan jumped down the carriage and said, "Hide in the carriage. Don't come out unless you are told to, and don't look outside."

When the driver heard this, he immediately crawled into the carriage, hid in the corner with his head in his hands and trembled.

The gangster boss held a long stick as thick as his arm in his hand. He slammed it hard in the air, pointed at Lu Xuan with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "You bastard, how dare you play tricks on me! Tell me, where did you hide the food and meat?"

Lu Xuan raised his eyebrows and thought of the strange footprints in the courtyard, as if he understood something.

Another little brother followed the boss and added: "And there's silver!"

"Don't think you can run away today!"

Lu Xuan:?

Live broadcast audience: ? ?

Why don't you listen to what you are saying?

If you don’t know, you might think it was the anchor who was beaten last time.

The robbers were still shouting, "Hand over all the food and silver quickly, otherwise we will be merciless and take your lives!"