"Just cook it, four bowls."
Gu Qingchen took out the purse from his arms and handed it to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li felt the weight and shook it towards the tea stall owner, "See? My husband is rich."
The boss said "Hey" and quickly ran to the kitchen.
"Aunt, tell me, what exactly is this natural disaster that rarely occurs in ten years?"
"Your Excellency, you may not know this natural disaster, it's extremely strange."
"First, after the spring, the rain suddenly decreased, and the people in the city discovered something strange."
"What's so strange? Let me tell you, it was the wife of Old Li next door who first told me about this. Her husband cooks in the government office, and she heard from him that it had been going on for several days in a row. Several villages around had come to the city to consult the prefect, saying that the fields had dried up, not only were the vegetables slowly dying, but even new crops couldn't be planted."
"Guess what happened next?"
"There's nothing we can do! The prefect isn't the rain god! Seeing the poor harvest is enough to worry people, but we didn't expect that all the livestock would fall ill overnight."
"This is even more frightening. Let me tell you two, what happened? At first, everyone was happy to see the price of chickens and pork in the city drop, thinking that with no vegetables or food, having meat would be good. But then they discovered that those who grabbed the cheap meat fell ill within a few days!"
"Everyone is saying, what kind of natural disaster is this? It must be the fault of the gods in heaven!"
The woman was afraid that she had not explained it in detail enough and would let down her two benefactors, so she explained it in a very expressive voice.
Jiang Li was shocked when she heard this and felt it was a pity that the woman didn't become a storyteller.
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