Not seeing hope does not mean that you should give up.

At least Han Fei will not give up.

He decided to settle in the city first.

He wanted to take a closer look at the country.

He wanted to look at this country as the most ordinary Chinese in this country and find problems within this country.

In this situation, only by finding the problems within this country can South Korea be killed by a life, right?

Han Fei thought, feeling a little hungry.

So he found a small restaurant nearby, touched the money he hadn't used in his pocket, and took out the wooden sign.

The wooden sign is still usable.

Han Fei didn't know what it was for them to copy the numbers on the wooden sign, but he knew that this was a form of transaction.

Moreover, it is just a special form of transaction that exists in Qin.

This form of trading may not necessarily benefit more than the usual form of trading, but it must be more test of the country's ability to control the Chinese people.

But forget it.

This kind of thing has been seen and verified many times.

Han Fei did not continue to think along the established ideas, but looked at all with a brand new immature idea.

Really, I discovered some interesting things.

Order the simplest dish.

That is, noodles.

While waiting for the noodles to come, Han Fei listened to the voices in the shabby shop.

"Have you heard that? Your Majesty is going to reform." Someone pretended to be mysterious.

"This is all news from last month, why do you seem to know it?"

"The news last month? So the new law has been implemented? What law has Your Majesty changed? Tell me to listen to it."

"No! The people in the Guan Temple don't know what the situation is. They only know that His Majesty said he wanted to reform the law, but I don't know when and what it will become."

"That's how it is."

"Speaking of this, it's all a month ago, why did you know now?"

"I'm going out to deliver goods. This month, the Farmers Association recruited people to Ba County to transport ironware, saying that it was mining roads there and used more ironware. I saw that I was paying a lot of rewards, and the officials said they had eaten well on the road, so they went."

"What's going on in Bajun now?"

"I'm still building a road. What can happen? Just chisel stones."

"It must be very tiring to chisel stones..."

"I'm sure I'm tired, but I'm very well treated. If it weren't for the restriction of household registration, I would have wanted to stay there to chisel stones."

“So good treatment?”

"It's definitely better not to go to war, but it's better than staying in Xianyang. The most important thing is that you can keep doing it. Just like the Zheng Guo Canal before, the treatment is definitely not the best, but it's a long way to last. You can keep doing it. It's tiring for a year or two, and you'll have money for the next ten or eight years, which is so cost-effective!"

"That's right, it's a pity that I'm not from Bajun."

"I heard that the people from Shu County also accepted it."

"I'm from Xianyang."

Lamenting, the noodles were served.

"Thank you." Han Fei said thank you.

Two words are the most words he can say smoothly.

"Customer, please be polite." The little child left with a smile.

Han Fei was eating this cheapest noodles.

Not delicious.

The cheap noodles only have a little salty smell, and there is no oil or water.

Han Fei was used to exquisite food, and as soon as he tried such crude food, he felt it was difficult to swallow it.

He looked at the noodles in the bowl in front of him, feeling confused.

Looking up, the person next to him had green onions, noodles and noodles, which tasted delicious.

Han Fei's mouth moved and he asked the store for a green onion.

To be honest, if you add onion, the taste is still light, so light that it is difficult to eat and swallow.

Han Feixin made a fuss, rolled up his tongue, and then ate it.

After dinner, he was a little suspicious of his life.

The rest of the shop eats such food with relish.

them……

Han Fei sighed.

Stand up and leave the shop.

Han Fei squatted on the street, looking at the wheelbarrow selling cooked meat not far away.

On that, he could see the head of a dolphin, the head of a sheep, and the head of a dog.

Not many people buy that meat, but not many.

A customer who had eaten the noodles in the store went up to buy a few kilograms of cooked meat, wrapped it with wide leaves and took it away.

It turns out that I can afford meat.

Han Fei looked at his back.

Then I saw a close young couple buying meat and putting it in the food they brought with them that Han Fei didn't know, walking, talking and eating.

There were also a few children surrounded each other, and I don’t know if they had stolen money from the adults at home or what happened, so they bought meat to eat.

Each person shared a small bite and left.

The Korean man from Zheng State walked over in a hurry.

Han Fei squatted on the street, and Zheng Guo couldn't even notice him.

But Han Fei looked at Zheng State very clearly.

Zheng Guo was dressed in luxurious clothes, the beauties around him were graceful in figure, guarding the tiger's back and bear's waist, and the horses under him were all tall.

You can tell at a glance that you are doing well.

Such people are naturally better off.

Horse hooves are dusty, and people are gone.

Han Fei watched Zheng Guo leave and his eyes returned to the wheelbarrow.

The meat seemed to have been sold out, but the stall owner still stopped there.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

Han Fei squatted there and watched, very patiently.

When the sky was dark, a man with dirt came over, came to the wheelbarrow and bought a fish.

The stall owner pulled him, holding an extra meat in his hand, as if he was talking about something.

The man thanked him politely, rejected the meat from the stall owner's hand, and left with exhaustion.

The stall owner looked at it from a distance.

After getting closer, Han Fei could see that this person was a woman.

And, coincidentally, it was the woman I saw when I entered the city today.

Han Fei looked up at her even more tired and haggard face.

The woman was carrying a fish, swallowing saliva, and walking down.

Her back was hunched, as if her back had been bent by the heavy work.

When she passed by, she found that Han Fei was looking at her and didn't care much.

When she passed by, she found that Han Fei had been looking at her, which was a little strange.

When the woman looked at the fish in her hand, she seemed to sigh and became even more tired.

She wiped her hands on her body, and used the wiped hand to tear off a piece of meat from the cooked fish and handed it to Han Fei.

"Tomorrow, go to the post road beside the Qu, and you can make some money. Only after you make enough money can you get a replacement and bring it home." The woman's voice was hoarse and she was very tired.

Han Fei looked up at the woman in front of him, and was lost for a moment.

It's not like giving alms.

And with this woman's condition, how could she give alms?

Han Fei didn't understand.

Seeing that he did not respond, the woman sighed, stuffed the flesh into his hand, and then dragged her heavy steps away.

Han Fei straightened his waist, stood up, looked at the woman's back, and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!