"Oh." So that's it. Qian Chunhua was stunned.

Since it is the fief of the Fifth Prince, he must have troops in Yongning Prefecture. With troops, order can be maintained. Compared with others, Yongning Prefecture is relatively safe.

The waiter kindly reminded, "Although there is King Yongning in charge, he cannot control natural disasters. There has been no rain in the summer so far, and there is a high probability of drought in the spring. Food shortages are inevitable, so, auntie, try to stockpile as much food as possible."

The guy didn't say anything else. Look at how you wasted your money by buying these messed up cakes. You might as well buy more food and store it.

"Okay, okay." Qian Chunhua responded sincerely.

The waiter carefully put the packaged cakes into Qian Chunhua's backpack. Looking at the full basket, Qian Chunhua was very satisfied. Even if there was a famine in the future, the family would never run out of snacks.

Holding Qingfeng's hand, Qian Chunhua came to a teahouse.

When it comes to gathering information, the easiest places are teahouses and brothels. Unfortunately, Qian Chunhua couldn't go to the brothel by herself, so she had to bring Qingfeng to the teahouse.

Unlike the deserted streets, the teahouse is bustling with people.

The waiter in the teahouse looked at Qian Chunhua in a daze. It was the first time he saw a woman with a child in a teahouse.

After a brief moment of surprise, the waiter, who was well-trained after all, immediately led Qian Chunhua to a corner of the teahouse and sat down.

Qian Chunhua paid ten copper coins and ordered a pot of Biluochun tea.

Qian Chunhua opened another bag of Taoxi pastry, intending to taste the pastries while drinking tea leisurely with Qingfeng.

The moment the tea entered his mouth, Qian Chunhua almost spit it out. What is that taste?

It had a faint smell of water, burnt smell, and a faint stale smell. This tea was too bad. Qian Chunhua couldn't drink it.

Qian Chunhua waved to the waiter and asked him to take the pot of tea away, fill a new pot of boiling water for her, and bring her an empty teapot.

Such a strange request surprised the waiter.

However, the boiled water was free, so the waiter still met Qian Chunhua's request.

Qian Chunhua took out a small bag of Dongting Biluochun from her space. This was the tea she stockpiled for herself when she was stockpiling goods. Qian Chunhua had no other hobbies except drinking tea, so she did not wronged herself and stockpiled various kinds of tea in her space.

Qian Chunhua used the teapot from the teahouse and brewed herself a pot of Dongting Biluochun tea. Due to limited conditions, she skipped the steps of scalding the cups and washing the tea leaves.

Qian Chunhua picked up the teacup and took a big sip with satisfaction. The familiar fragrance came over him, and the taste was cool, sweet, fresh and refreshing.

A small cup of boiled water was poured for Qingfeng. The mother and son ate cakes and drank tea at the same time. However, Qian Chunhua drank tea while Qingfeng drank water.

Qian Chunhua did not forget the purpose of his visit and pricked up his ears to listen to all kinds of sounds in the teahouse.

A quarter of an hour later, Qian Chunhua finally heard the topic that interested her. The topic came from the front left of Qian Chunhua's seat.

At a square table in the front left, there sat three men who looked like scholars, all of whom were about ten years old.

On the table was a plate of melon seeds, a plate of dried shrimps, and a pot of tea. The three of them started talking in low voices, so Qian Chunhua didn't hear what they were saying at first.

This might be a disagreement, a dispute, and he raised his voice unconsciously, allowing Qian Chunhua to hear the topic that interested him.