Southern Yunnan has abundant rainfall, high humidity and suitable temperature, which is suitable for crop growth.
The grain production here is quite high, and the people's lives should be more prosperous, but the actual situation is far from Su Shien's speculation.
The ordinary people here have no problem solving basic food and clothing, but only about half of them can really achieve adequate food and clothing.
The situation in Shuzhou is similar to here, where grain production does not match the quality of life.
Su Shien felt that there must be something fishy going on, so he suggested going to a nearby grain store to investigate.
Han Zeyu, who was choosing clothes for his younger sister, rolled his eyes at someone and said in a low voice, "The magistrate is very busy and has a strong ambition!"
I usually pretend to be idle in the Tongpan Yamen, but when I finally get to go out and have fun, I think about work.
Su Shien smiled. This was a rare opportunity, and he just wanted to take the opportunity to investigate. The cold words on the official documents were never as intuitive as seeing it with his own eyes.
The cloth shop owner leaned against the counter, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan, and smiled as she watched the young couple discussing something.
Judging from their height, appearance, and attire, these two should be merchants from the north, big clients with generous personalities and lavish spending.
Han Zeyu bought two sets of brightly colored, small-sized ones for Yuanyuan and Yumo.
This modified national costume can only be worn by little girls.
Han Zeyu hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and against his conscience, he took out another large-sized suit, but in a more sober and elegant color.
His eldest sister, although already a mother, is still a chubby girl who loves to show off.
Put on this dress and ask a painter to help her record the beautiful moment. Anyway, she has money, and this is the happiness that money can bring.
Su Shien knew who the clothes were for just by looking at the size, but why was Yu Ge'er still looking at the ready-made clothes?
Han Zeyu stretched out his hand eagerly, but before he could say anything, Su Shien grabbed it.
His style is already versatile enough, so he doesn't need to buy a new "battle suit".
Han Zeyu defended himself, "I was preparing for the Water Splashing Festival. When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
Su Shien was not fooled. The Water-Splashing Festival ended before Qingming Festival, so he didn't fall for it.
Han Zeyu signaled the proprietress with his eyes, not giving up, to pack up the clothes.
The proprietress was very considerate and took off the clothes and put them together with the other three sets.
She had a blue cloth wrapped around her head and silver ornaments dangling from her earlobes, which swayed gently with her movements.
Han Zeyu thought the boss lady's outfit was beautiful, so he continued to attack Su Shien: "If you accompany me to order some silver jewelry, I will accompany you to the grain store."
The money had already been paid, so what could Su Shien do? He could only compromise.
After seven years of marriage, his nightlife is still colorful. Alas...it seems that he needs to make up for it recently.
Han Zeyu walked happily to a nearby store where the conscientious shop was recommended to them by the proprietress.
There was a tinkling sound coming from the front, which was coming from the silversmith shop.
There are several strings of beautiful wind chimes hanging on the window frames of the shop, which sound very beautiful when the wind blows.
A middle-aged man was hammering a silver bracelet with skillful movements and focused eyes. He didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about the arrival of the few people.
It is understandable that craftsmen are somewhat arrogant.
After leaving a deposit and explaining his requirements clearly, Han Zeyu reluctantly left the silversmith shop.
My God, dealing with so much money every day, life is so happy.
"Come back to your senses, come back to your senses, come with me to the grain store quickly, before it rains again later."
At this time, the rain had gradually stopped, and a ray of light finally appeared on the horizon.
Han Zeyu didn't hesitate. After all, he didn't want to get soaked and ruin his perfect look.
The only grain store nearby is just three streets away. There are a lot of sugarcanes placed in front of the store, and there are about a dozen kinds of grain in the store.
The main crops are rice, wheat, and corn, supplemented by various beans. The purchase price is cheaper than that in Shuzhou, but the overall difference is not big.
Su Shien took a rough look and bought a little of each. After all, it would not be good to just look without buying. She could also take some back to compare.
Tiezhu continued driving the carriage forward, and the next stop was a shop selling raw jade ore.
The teahouses on the street wafted bursts of tea fragrance, mixed with the freshness after the rain, giving people a sense of relaxation and happiness.
The three of them stopped on the street and wanted to go to a teahouse to have a cup of tea and rest for a while before continuing on their journey.
At this time, the clear and melodious sound of bells came from afar, and a team of twelve pack horses moved forward in an orderly manner and slowly came towards them.
The horse driver was wearing a straw raincoat and a conical hat, and his face was marked by traces of wind and frost.
The bridle of the fourth horse in the team suddenly shook, and a brightly furred monkey jumped to the side, causing the bridle to tilt.
The furry paw that had just been stretched out was slapped, and it immediately cried out in dissatisfaction.
Four shirtless strong men were guarding the iron cage, with veins on their shoulders and backs twisted like old vines. They carried crossbows on their backs and short knives on their waists, with colorful silk ribbons wrapped around the handles.
Their arrival made the street lively, and street vendors all leaned out to look.
Tiezhu wisely parked the carriage on the side of the road and prepared to make way for the cavalry in advance.
Listening to the discussions of people around him, he realized that this was the legendary Southwestern Horse Gang, the organization that Ao Ye had once fought for.
Su Shien and Han Zeyu looked at each other, then tacitly turned their gaze back to the cavalry.
Tiezhu looked at the horses in surprise, Han Zeyu stared at the goods intently, and Su Shien looked at the people calmly.
The caravan came into the city for supplies, but why did they bring a monkey with them?
I'm not the Monkey King. Do I need four strong men with chest muscles, abdominal muscles and biceps to guard me tightly after I'm locked in a cage?
Isn’t this a waste of resources? Bah, bah, bah, isn’t this a waste of human resources!
Su Shien narrowed his eyes: "Does it look good? Are you greedy?"
Han Zeyu said righteously, "No, absolutely not! How can wild flowers smell like domestic flowers? I'm just appreciating it from a professional perspective."
Tiezhu is a die-hard fan of Han Zeyu. He praises him without thinking and always remembers to stand on his master's side and speak for him.
"From a professional perspective, these guys' physiques are just so-so. They're still a bit behind mine. After all, I was trained by my master himself."
Su Shien glanced at Tiezhu and thought to himself, you kid is still so confident, it's impossible not to admit defeat.
It is true that the three-foot-thick ice did not form overnight. If it doesn't blow for a day, you will not be able to sleep or eat.
Han Zeyu instinctively wanted to refute Tiezhu, saying that other people's skin color is bronze from the sun, and you are naturally dark-skinned.
Besides, those muscular lines...
Forget it, Su Shien is still here! It's hard to explain if he lets it slip, and he can't ruin his reputation.
Han Zeyu, who had figured it out, nodded seriously: "He's definitely not as good as Tiezhu. Professionalism is different."
Su Shien was completely speechless. You two are a good pairing, one dares to brag and the other dares to admit it, but he is the most serious one.
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