Chapter 2683 Real World 33



By the time Hua Ziyun had finished dealing with his father, it was dinner time. Concubine Xian had invited King Wen of Zhou to join her for dinner, but after a while, he lost his chance.

"Eighth Prince, if you have anything to say, please talk to the Queen tomorrow," the head palace maid reminded.

Hua Ziyun sighed, knowing that he couldn't disturb his mother's good things at this time. He could only suppress the urge in his heart and left Changchun Palace.

At this time, the four people who were locked up in the dilapidated courtyard were tired and hungry.

Xue Qian knocked on the door, "Can you give me some water and food?"

"There is water and food, but you have to pay." The guard outside the door stretched out his hand.

Dai Xiang walked forward, took out half a pound of money from her purse and handed it to the guard.

When the guard saw the money, he showed disgust in his eyes and put it directly into his arms.

"Just wait."

After a while, the man came over with a bowl of water and placed it directly at the door.

"Where's the food?" Daixiang asked.

The guard pointed at the bowl of water and said, "That little money can only buy this bowl of water. If you want to eat something else, you have to pay extra."

Dai Xiang was furious and cursed directly: "It's only half a catty for a bowl of water, why don't you go and rob the money?"

The guard raised his hand towards Dai Xiang and grabbed him with both hands. The guard looked in the direction of the owner of the arm and saw a beautiful woman in front of him.

"Officer, we are not prisoners. You have no right to beat or scold us."

The guard tried to pull his hand back, but found that he couldn't pull it out of her grasp.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another guard wanted to step forward to help, but a stone popped out from between Xiao Moer's fingers. The man stumbled and fell forward, landing heavily on his face.

"Let go."

Bei Yutang loosened her grip and tried to draw her sword, but she discovered that the hand she was holding had gone numb.

This discovery made him wary of Bei Yutang and the others, and he no longer dared to act presumptuously.

The courtyard door was locked again. Daixiang looked at the bowl of water in front of her and felt a pang of pain in her heart.

"A bowl of water costs half a tael of silver, and a meat bun, I think they dare to ask for one or two taels of silver." Daixiang muttered.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the guard's voice coming from outside the door.

"If you want something to eat, we can buy it for you. A meat bun costs one tael, a steamed bun costs one diao, and for stir-fries, the minimum is five taels. (Note: One tael of silver is equal to two diao, about 2,000 wen)"

Little Moer raised his little head and looked at her, "Sister Daixiang, you're right. One meat bun and one tael of silver."

"This is robbery, and it's blatant robbery." Dai Xiang was angry and amused.

"Mo'er, go buy six meat buns."

"Sister Mu, are we really going to waste our money?" Dai Xiang asked angrily.

Daixiang felt bad just thinking about buying six meat buns for six taels of silver. Even the most expensive meat bun was only three cents each, so six taels of silver could buy a lot of meat buns.

"Will you be hungry?" Bei Yutang said with a smile.

"Don't buy my portion. I can't finish a meat bun that costs one ounce of silver."

That's not eating meat buns, that's eating silver.

Xiao Moer comforted her, "Don't worry, Sister Daixiang. Six meat buns, no charge."

Dai Xiang's eyes lit up, thinking he had some good ideas, and asked hurriedly, "Master Mo'er, do you have any good ideas?"

"You'll find out in a moment."

Daixiang saw Xiao Moer use six taels of silver to buy six meat buns from them, and the buns were still cold.

Daixiang looked at the buns worth one or two taels of silver in her hand and looked at Xiao Moer accusingly.

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