As mentioned in the previous document, Dongcheng is mainly a trade zone composed of warehouses, commercial banks and docks, with few residents. These houses are not built along the river, but are quite a distance from the river bank. There is no one passing by here, so there are many weeds growing lushly.

Of course, everyone knows that for weeds with tenacious vitality, even if the heavy metals are definitely exceeding the standard, it is a paradise. The weeds growing very lushly by the Xuan River, which is very "polluted", are still lush. No one comes to clean up. However, after a few heavy snowfalls, these dead grass has long been buried under the snow.

Li Zisheng saw the scenery of this disastrous defeat along the way, but he actually saw some people pulling away the snow piles here and picking up these dead grass. However, the boy originally thought that these people were just looking for something to make fire, but after looking for a while, he found that their movements were not the same. In fact, they were picking up grass seeds!

Especially when he saw a few ragged children, they were squatting on the ground and using their red and swollen fingers to push away the snow, carefully picking up the dead grass below. They carefully placed the grass seeds they were looking for on the front and continued to move and turn to the next pile of hay.

It was not until an older child greeted him that they stood up and slowly gathered together with their front collars.

Among them was a small fire with dead grass as fuel, with a half-caffolded casserole on it, and the snow boiled inside was churning with water. They carefully placed the collected grass seeds inside, and then squatted by the fire, warming their frozen numb body with a faint flame, while looking at the cooked grass seeds inside.

Li Zisheng couldn't help but stop and stopped a few steps away from them.

But the children did not notice the teenager at all, but focused their attention on the boiled grass seeds.

Seeing that the heat was almost done, the oldest child covered his hand with his tattered sleeves, picked up the hot pot, took a sip, smacked his lips and savored it carefully, and then carefully handed the pot of yellow and green paste to his companions around him.

The companion picked up the front and placed it under the pot, picked up the casserole with both hands and took a sip, and handed it to the next child.

Just like that, four or five children who looked younger than Li Zisheng took turns to drink a sip of steaming grass seed soup. At this time, a woman with a child on her back staggered towards them. The woman's hair was dry and yellow, her hands were like chicken feet, and her waist was like a lid of a pot. There were red and yellow frostbite on her face. The pus from the rupture of the frostbite was no longer visible on her face.

She didn't ask for it, but just stood aside and stared at the casserole blankly.

The casserole happened to be sent back to the big child who had only sucked a mouthful. He looked up at the woman, then looked down at the casserole in his hand, stood up, and put the grass seed soup left with one or two left in the pot of the pot.

The woman took the casserole with great gratitude, but did not drink it by herself. Instead, she unbuttoned the cloth strap on her chest, held the swaddle behind her in her hand, uncovered the cloth piece covering the baby's face, and carefully fed her child.

But there was no movement in the cradle for a long time, and the woman could not get into the baby's clenched teeth because of the grass seed soup. The woman panicked, put down the casserole, and poked the baby's breath with her hands trembling.

The woman put her hand on the baby's nose and had a cigarette for a long time. Then she silently covered the cloth again on the baby's face, held the child tightly in her arms, and slowly sat down and started singing a nursery rhyme.

I heard her sing: "A plowing a ox and half a piece of field, harvesting depends on the heaven, and desolation depends on the heaven;

It is sweet in the morning and evening;

Clothing is warmer than silk cotton, long or short;

There are a few thatched huts in the grass, so you can walk and wait and be safe;

The rain passes by the sky and sails a boat, fishes are on the side and wine is on the side;

When the children return home at night, they talk in front of the lamp. There are words today and in the past;

I sleep alone at noon on the sun, who is the god? I am the god."

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"At the distance between the world and the earth, the moon is waning in an instant, and flowers are flying. The hand holds the farewell cup, and the eyes are filled with tears of parting. Just say the sound of the sound of taking care of it, and the pain is so great that people can't bear it. Those who are willing to go will have a thousand miles of immortal journey.

If you are worried, you will be worried about the lone phoenix and the phoenix will be lonely; if you are worried about the moon and the flowers will be broken; if you are afraid of the pretty enemies; if you are afraid of the poor, you will be used to it; if you are thin, you will be thin, you will be worse than today; if you are afraid of the lonely curtain and embroidered quilt, you will be afraid of the dusk until late."

"It's amazing, everyone in Qin has been circling the beam for three days and makes people feel uncomfortable."

"What my brother said is so true! It is indeed sad but not hurt! It is worthy of being the courtesan of Tianxianglou! That is, President Cheng has a great face, so he can invite everyone Qin to sing songs for us."

"That's all, I went to Tianxianglou to invite a few guests from Jizhou last time. It took a lot of ten directions of Yuanshi to let everyone in Qin come and sit for a while. It's really impossible to compare, it can't be compared."

It turned out that at this time, in the lobby where Li Zisheng's father was, a woman holding a jade pipa was sitting in the silk and bamboo squad who had been playing background music. She had just finished singing.

I saw that this woman's face was plain and not applied to her makeup. The white and tender facial features on her face that could drip out water were just right, making people unable to find any flaws. Her figure is even more graceful, and her tall figure can be called a standard seven-headed body. If you really gain one point, you will lose one point and lose one point.

However, Qin everyone only sang one song, then got up and became blessed, and left from the backstage.

Everyone present didn't care. It was already a great fortune to listen to the Tianxianglou Palace playing and singing a song here. How dare you ask for more?

When her figure disappeared in the background, the wealthy merchants who had just swallowed their breath and listened quietly to the sound of nature were only excited and started to whisper.

At this moment, a few more people came in, and the leader was the old man who sent an invitation to Boss Li.

Everyone immediately stopped savoring and saluted the old man respectfully. It turned out that the old man was the president of Jingnan Grain Association, Cheng Jiazhu. Not only that, he also has two identities, both the head of the Hengyang Cheng family and the elder of Hengshan Gate. However, Hengshan Gate is just a small sect, and the sect leader is just a cultivation level of qi cultivation. However, Cheng Jiazhu has been innate for many years, but he has not yet made this progress.

President Cheng kindly replied to everyone and greeted him one by one, without any innate attitude of a real person. When it was Boss Li's turn, the old man looked happy, held him, pulled up his hands, and said, "I have long heard that Master Li is a rising star in my Jingnan business world, and I have never had the opportunity to talk in depth. For today's unhappy invitation, please don't blame me for being abrupt."

Li Zhaochang respectfully said, "The president is busy with noble people, and I am just using the Chamber of Commerce to protect my life. How dare I disturb me on weekdays? It is my greatest honor to receive the president's invitation today."

Cheng Jiazhu held his hand and shook it hard, pretending to be displeased and said, "Little Friend Li is blaming me for neglecting you in the past. I will just apologize to you after a few days at home! By the way, I heard that the son is a young hero, so I will bring him here to see the little beasts in my old family."

Boss Li hurriedly thanked his son. The president asked a few more questions about business, and the two of them said goodbye for a while.

A group of young and beautiful maids in colorful clothes came out from behind and led everyone to the second floor one by one and entered the seats arranged in advance.

Boss Li looked around and saw at least dozens of seats on the second floor. Now he has only placed less than twenty seats in the middle.

At the top is naturally the chairman, and behind it is a huge screen. The picture of the fairy mountain is drawn on it. What is strange is that the images above are moving on their own. White clouds linger with the mountains, and all kinds of fairy birds dance in the wind. The lights in the pavilions are extinguished, and there are also lights passing by. It turns out that they are immortals flying in the imperial weapon.

When they entered the table, President Cheng stood up and bowed to the lower body, and then he said with great enthusiasm: "Today, all the wise men of my Jingnan Association have arrived. I am so glorious to be the host of the guild. This president specially set up this banquet for the reason that I, Jingnan, suffered a strange disaster last year. I have to work hard to keep the local villagers from worrying about hunger, and the neighbors from all over the world have their lives. I prepare a small wine to express my gratitude. Here we wish you all the wise men a cup and drink it!

When Li Zhaochang heard this, he secretly admired the old man as the head of the grain merchant present. How beautiful he said this. Even he almost forgot the miserable situation he saw along the way. He couldn't help but stand up with everyone holding the wine glasses, and everyone drank the first glass of wine.

After drinking this cup, someone at the seat made a fun comment: "What is my meager contribution? If the president had not been at the center and worked hard to allocate commands, I wonder how miserable I would be in Jingnan this year? We should only give the president a cup to the villagers of Jingnan."

The others cheered, regardless of Cheng Jiazhu's repeated refusal, and stood up and returned the hard-working and great-professional President Cheng Da.

President Cheng picked up a scarf and wiped the corner of his mouth, stood up to toast the second glass of wine. He sang: "This second glass is for everyone to work together to make my Jingnan Grain take a step forward and suppress the arrogance of those outsiders. My Jingnan Hall vote is now in the local area. This is because the colleagues here are looking at the overall situation and thinking about the overall situation to have the current situation. You guys, drink to win!"

After drinking this cup, there is no need to say anything. Someone stood up and said, "It is true that our colleagues are united, but it is not up to the president's far-sighted planning and leadership that the people in the food association can gather their strength to implement this righteous act of making trouble. Come on, let's pay a cup to the president!"

How could President Cheng be so fucked by Gao Fengliangjie? He was frightened at the moment. He really took care of his colleagues' face and finally had to stand up and accept the second cup of resentment.

As a small businessman, Li Zhaochang was unable to access high-level planning. He used to be vaguely the action of the grain meeting last year, and it seemed to be targeting the food coupons from Tiantongmen. Now he suddenly realized it, and it was indeed the case!

Cheng Jiazhu raised his glass again and said with a smile: "I will keep this third glass of wine first, and wait for the banquet before talking. I will do it first." As he said that, he raised his head and drank the third glass of toast. After everyone had finished drinking, the president clapped his hands. The sound of silk and bamboo began to sound, and the waiter stepped forward to set up dishes to pour wine.

At this time, the banquet officially began.

There is no need to describe the dishes provided at the banquet. Each dish is worth enough for ordinary people to eat for a month, of course, according to the price before the disaster.

It is worth mentioning that everyone has a small pot of fairy wine, which is a good thing that is hard to find in the civilized world. This fairy wine is called Bizhu wine, which is brewed by more than a dozen precious plants. It is green in color, poured into a jade cup, and under the dazzling lights, it is green and dripping like a piece of jade.

Li Zhaochang felt a clear air in his dantian after just taking a sip. His internal energy that had not been enhanced for a long time moved. Boss Li was so happy. If he drinks such a small pot, he might be able to take his own skills forward when he goes back to meditate today.

Of course, the reason why Li Zhaochang's skills are basically cultivated by himself, not by medicinal power. That is to say, his drug resistance is much weaker than other noble people here.

When I was having a lot of fun eating here, the son went into the Li family grain shop in a daze.
Chapter completed!