She could hardly believe what she was seeing. If it were true, then Han Luoxue's influence on the Crown Prince would be immense.
"I can't believe it either, but Xu San wouldn't lie to me."
"In these years of famine, the most scarce resource is food. Han Luoxue was able to produce millions of catties of grain at once. Do you know what that means?"
"I couldn't help but be tempted."
Mengyao had taken the initiative to befriend the Crown Prince, intending to curry favor with him. Seeing this, however, she was even more alarmed.
What's so great about Han Luoxue? Where did she get so much food?
"But Your Highness, don't you find it strange that she has so much food?"
At this point, Mengyao had no choice but to remind the Crown Prince, as she believed that with his intelligence, he couldn't possibly have missed the idea.
"That's not important. What's important is that she can produce food."
Mengyao was shocked again. Only then did she understand what the Crown Prince cared about most.
"Yaoyao, if you see Han Luoxue, you must get along well with her. Do you understand my feelings?"
"In my heart, you are the most important person. You will definitely help me, right?"
Mengyao wanted to shake her head and refuse, but then she thought of the Crown Prince's unpredictable methods; one moment he was all smiles, and the next he might be attacking her with fists and feet.
She dared not refuse and could only bite the bullet and agree.
"Your Highness, Yao Yao understands, but right now, Yao Yao can't see Miss Han either."
"We'll meet again in the future."
Han Luoxue, her food supplies, and that divine horse—they all belong to him. As for his peasant fiancé, he'll just kill him next time he sees him.
The crown prince no longer wanted to give him a chance to live.
"Get ready, let's get going."
Having received news of Han Luoxue, he naturally had to rush over. This time, he would not be polite to the two of them.
Mengyao's feelings were extremely complicated. A man was so persistent in his love for a woman, and she was even more uncertain about the final outcome.
...
Han Luoxue and her group didn't go near the town; instead, she skipped a small town and went to the neighboring town.
This town is in a worse situation than the previous one; there aren't even any guesthouses open for business.
They pulled over a beggar by the roadside, gave him a flatbread, and inquired about the wealthy families in town. The beggar was very hospitable and led them directly to the courtyard with the highest gate.
The gatekeeper was an old man. When he saw the little beggar leading two people over, the old man raised his eyelids slightly and said, "No food!"
Han Luoxue didn't understand for a moment, but the little beggar quickly waved his hand: "They're not begging for food, they have something to discuss with your master."
Han Luoxue and Han Yuchen were both dumbfounded; they never imagined they'd be mistaken for beggars one day. It really felt a bit...
"Uncle, we are grain merchants passing through here. We wanted to find an inn in town to stay at, but none of them are open. So we would like to ask to stay at your place for the night."
The old man's eyes lit up noticeably when he heard the words "grain merchant".
Do you have food?
Only then did the old man raise his eyes and look directly at Han Luoxue and the others.
At this point, Han Luoxue was already thinking of leaving; she didn't like the old man's attitude.
Yes, a little.
Han Luoxue glanced at him, then pulled Han Yuchen and turned to leave.
"Wait, girl, it's easier to talk if there's food."
The old man strode forward and blocked their path. His steps were incredibly nimble, unlike what one would expect from an old man.
"You want to stay the night, right? I'm not saying this to be rude, but our family has the best conditions in this town. Are there just the two of you? Where's the food?"
Looking at the old man's eyes darting around, Han Luoxue felt even more displeased.
"Of course we have food, sir. What are the conditions for staying at your house?"
“It’s simple, very simple. Just give us 100 jin of grain, coarse or fine, and we can stay here for one night.”
Han Luoxue was stunned when she heard this.
What's the price of grain these days? Doesn't this old man know?
She sold it at a preferential price at the border; one tael of silver was only enough for four or five catties of grain. Normally, in other places, it could even sell for one tael of silver per catty.
The old man asked for 100 catties, did he also want 100 taels of silver?
This is incredibly greedy; even the most luxurious inn wouldn't charge this price.
"One hundred catties of grain for one night? For one person or two?"
"Two...one person."
The old man's eyes darted around as he looked at Han Luoxue and the other woman, a calculating look on his face.
"You mean, if the two of us stay at your house for one night, we have to give your family two hundred catties of grain, right?"
The old man nodded repeatedly, "If you stay for a longer period, the price can be discounted; I can give you a 30% discount!"
So this price is actually for my benefit. Han Luoxue was so angry she laughed: "That's great."
After saying that, she pulled Han Yuchen around the old man and continued walking.
The little beggar who led them there was stunned. How could someone ask for such a price?
"Hey, you two wait a minute, the price is negotiable."
Seeing that they were about to leave, the old man was anxious and hurriedly stepped forward to try to stop Han Luoxue.
Han Yuchen stepped forward, his tall frame blocking Han Luoxue's path, and said, "Sorry, we're not staying here."
The little beggar who had led them there quickly said, "There's another place not far away that's quite nice too. Why don't you two go over there and ask?"
Han Luoxue nodded, her gaze towards the old man filled with disdain. Did this old man think she was a sucker?
"Hey, wait a minute, you can get it for half price."
Han Luoxue ignored him, took out a large, snow-white steamed bun from her pocket, and handed it to the little beggar who had led them there: "Please help us find a reliable place."
Seeing the snow-white steamed bun, soft and not hard yet, the old man swallowed hard.
These steamed buns look so delicious! The little beggar was overjoyed: "Is this really for me?"
He had never eaten such a white steamed bun before. When he squeezed it with his dark little hands, a piece of the bun collapsed. It was so soft.
"Try it, it's delicious."
At this time of year, very few families can afford to eat steamed buns.
The old man's eyes turned red, and he rushed forward, trying to snatch the steamed bun from the little beggar's hand.
However, Han Yuchen blocked him and sneered, "What, trying to steal it?"
"You? Looking at Han Yuchen's unfriendly expression, especially the terrifying scar on his face, the old man took a step back in fright."
"If I had known you had white steamed buns, I wouldn't have asked you for so much grain."
"My wife already said she's not going to your house anymore."
Han Yuchen's expression was aloof, and his voice was cold.
"But my family is the best off."
"I'm not going."
With Han Yuchen around, the old man didn't dare to act recklessly.
The little beggar couldn't bear to eat the steamed bun and held it tightly in his hand.
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