"F * ck!"
"Damn you…"
Early in the morning, the sky was clear and cloudless.
In a shabby house in Horsehead Village.
There was a burst of hysterical curses.
Just as the curses fell.
Han Xi 'er dropped the farming tools in her hands and hurriedly ran into the house.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Han Xi 'er was confused.
In the end, when she rushed in, she saw Han Xiu sitting on the bed.
He was holding a stack of yellow paper money in his hand and cursing non-stop.
"Hmm? Ah…No, nothing!"
Seeing his sister run in, Han Xiu hurriedly smiled.
"Brother, I thought something happened to you. Oh, right, are you still going to the city today?”Han Xi 'er let out a long breath and asked.
"Of course, your brother is now a half-immortal. If I don't go to the city for a day, I'm afraid those people won't be able to sleep and eat!”Han Xiu said with a smile.
"Bragging!"
"Recently, the price of rice in the city has risen sharply. Our family's rice jar is about to run out. Why don't you bring some more rice when you come back?”Han Xi 'er frowned.
In the past few days.
Han Xi 'er had also gone to the city to buy rice.
In the end, he realized that the price of rice had been rising.
Originally, one could buy a bucket of rice with three or four coins, but in the past two days, it had actually risen to six or seven coins per bucket.
The money Han Xiu earned from Old Li was enough for them to squander for a while.
However, Han Xi 'er was truly afraid of poverty.
As long as he could save money, he would try his best to save as much as possible.
However, until today, she really had no other choice.
He was afraid that the siblings would not be able to get dinner tonight.
Han Xiu heard this.
He smiled and nodded.
"Alright, when I come back tonight, I'll buy some rice and bring it back!”
"By the way, are you still going to Aunt Zhang's house to help today?”Han Xiu asked.
"Yes, I have to go. I've already promised Aunt Zhang that I'll help her sew a few sheets. She's old and doesn't have many relatives by her side.”Han Xi 'er nodded.
Han Xiu smiled.
He put away the yellow paper money.
Where did these paper money come from? Why was Han Xiu so furious?
Actually, it had something to do with the system.
This morning, after Han Xiu woke up, he planned to use his points to draw a few times.
Let's see what we can get.
Every lottery draw required 200 points, which was not cheap.
He thought that if he was lucky, he could draw a martial soul or something to strengthen his body.
In the end…
200 points and he got these yellow paper money.
He couldn't control himself and started cursing.
Moreover, he deeply realized that it was better to honestly accumulate points and exchange for martial souls.
The shortcut was not easy to take.
If he was not careful, he would be in trouble…
He accompanied his sister for breakfast.
The two of them separated and went to do their own things.
His younger sister went to Aunt Zhang's house in the same village to help with the sewing, mending, and washing.
Han Xiu, on the other hand, headed straight for Chang 'an City with his cover.
Ever since he had strengthened Xiangyu's Martial Soul, he had been able to sense the changes in his body.
When she walked, she felt as if she was floating.
It was a pity that he had never met two blind things who came to find trouble with him.
There was no chance for him to show off his skills.
This was truly a pity.
Not long after, not even an hour had passed.
From afar, he could see that Chang 'an City was bustling with people.
There were many commoners and small merchants who had just entered the city.
They were either pushing small wooden carts or carrying carrying poles.
They were queuing up to go into the city.
Han Xiu also came to the back of the group with an indifferent expression and followed them in.
"Sigh, what kind of world is this? The war has just ended, and the price of rice has already started to soar!”
"Who says so? He doesn't want us commoners to live anymore!”
"You guys don't know, right? I have a relative who works in a rice shop. He said that the price of rice today has already risen to eight wens per bushel, and I heard that it will continue to rise for a while!”
"What is it? Eight wens for a bucket of rice? This, this, this…This is taking our lives!”
At this moment.
Han Xiu heard the people in front of him discussing animatedly.
When he listened carefully, his expression changed.
The price of rice had actually risen to eight wen per bushel?
Was this a joke?
If it was the previous price of rice, eight copper coins could buy two buckets of rice.
Wasn't this robbing?
At this moment, he heard someone in front of him continue to speak.
"I'm telling you, don't spread the news!”
"I heard that some places in our Great Tang have suffered a disaster!”
"The fields have no harvest, and the drought has left thousands of miles of land barren. That's why the price of rice has soared!”
Hearing this, the rest of the people were all terrified.
"What is it? Another disaster? Is this news true or false?"
"Yeah, it wasn't easy for us commoners to survive the war. If there's another disaster, what will we do in the future?”
"Sigh, I've only heard about it, but looking at the recent price of rice, it might be true. If your family has the means, you should stock up on more rice. Otherwise, when the famine really comes, you won't even have food to eat!”
Hearing this.
The rest of the people also had terrified expressions on their faces.
Han Xiu frowned.
He reached out his fingers and calculated.
A moment later, the expression on his face also changed.
"Hedong Dao…"
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