The stall owner didn't care about the way that everyone wanted to add some water. After all, it was just a matter of spending more firewood. After people went to business, adding more water was the right thing to do, and it was not considered taking advantage of it.

Although everyone is worried about the issue of spy secretly, in general, the current world is very peaceful and even a prosperous era. After all, everyone is full and warm and warm, and many people even have enough food to wear well. The years and months of freezing and hunger are good from ancient times to the present.

Fang Chang also stood up and walked to the stall owner. The other party skillfully scooped water to help add it into the bamboo tube. Fang Chang re-plugs the small bamboo section on the bamboo tube, and like others, tied the hemp rope on the bamboo tube to his waist and continued on the road. Even if the tea in it was finished, the bamboo tube was a kettle that looked fresh and clever. Many people liked this when they went to buy tea.

There is a city ahead. Fang Chang walked at the speed of an ordinary person and the sky was getting darker.

He paid a penny and entered the city gate. He had a long list of several shops. When he came out, he had already taken two packs of food in his hand, but it was a large piece of rice cake and a piece of pork head meat as big as a fist. He took out his little jade knife and slowly ate it, but he didn't let his mouth go idle.

There were many people gathering not far ahead, and there was the sound of playing the flute in the middle. Fang Chang followed the passers-by to look.

Several people there were performing their skills. On the table that had been folded one or two meters, they were standing upside down, forming a ball from behind, but their faces were facing forward, and there was a stack of thick porcelain bowls on their heads. Whenever the people above changed their movements, the people playing the flute and drum below increased the rhythm, which made the audience around them nervous and cheered.

Soon, there was a smart half-sized kid holding a bowl and circled in front of the spectators, saying playful words while asking for rewards. Passersby who were not interested in this performance often came over and left after a glance, leaving behind people who felt interesting. If they had enough pockets, they would naturally be willing to take out two or three words and replace them with a compliment.

Fang Chang looked at it for a while and took out a few cents and threw them into the bowl of the little kid. He jingled and received a blessing saying "Long-lasting fortune".

He looked at it and there were two people sleeping in the corner next to him.

The afterglow of the sunset shone on the two people in the corner, reflecting their dirty old clothes. They curled up together, leaning on each other and falling asleep. Those passing by near them could still feel the smell of alcohol on their bodies.

Well, let's just take care of it.

Fang Chang talked softly, and then two men carrying water and fire sticks not far away felt a breeze floating by their side, but it attracted their attention. After turning their heads, they found two drunk men in the corner of the wall in the distance, so they walked forward to see the situation.

"Well, isn't this Niu Er and Li Mopan from the south of the city? Why are they drunk here?"

"It's so unlucky. I have to send it back to them, otherwise I probably wouldn't know that these two people are lying here."

"Send it back? Joke, can you carry it or I carry it. Let them tell them a trip at home later. Let them find a way to find a way for themselves, whether it is pushing a cart or getting a livestock, they will eventually get it back."

"This is good, let's do it. Fortunately, we know these two people, and fortunately it's warm now. If it's winter, maybe I'll find these two people cold tomorrow."

The two of them were talking and heading south.

Guyuan

Fang Chang knew that the city would cool down in the early morning. Although it would not snow, they would have to drink a pot in the late spring.

The lights in the small town are dim and smoke everywhere. People who are watching the show go home to have supper and sleep.

This is the rhythm of life that people here have been living for thousands of years. They prepare supper in front of the afterglow of the sunset, eat some vegetables, drink some corn porridge and soup, and go to bed when it is dark, which saves money and is comfortable. The city is also small, and no matter it is a wealthy family or an official, they have no interest in lighting up the streets outside, and naturally there is no nightlife.

In this way, the few people who are performing arts can only close their stalls.

Fang Chang didn't leave. He was an outsider and did not follow the habit of living in a small town. He just stood aside and watched the few people who were performing arts clean up the stall with great interest.

The families of the two drunkards next to him came over with a wheelbarrow and were carefully moving the two people to the wheelbarrow. While several performers were cleaning up the venue, stacking dishes, tables and stools, counting the money they received, and planning what to eat tonight.

Their evening food is also divided into grades. The ones they performed on stage were heavy physical work and needed some solid dry food. The rest of the people who did odd jobs asked for rewards. When the market was not good, only simple porridge and soup could be eaten, so they paid the most attention to today's harvest, which made Fang Chang next to him listen to it.

However, an older man saw Fang Chang standing here and walked up to bow and salute: "Customer invited him, it's closed here, there is no more messing around today, if you want to see us perform here tomorrow."

Fang Chang smiled and said, "I just saw that it was interesting to clean up the place, so I'll take a look here."

The middle-aged man in front of him immediately nodded and said, "Oh, please give me a favor, please give me a favor."

"However, when I listened to your accent, it was not only similar to those around me, but exactly the same, so I was a little confused. Are you locals here? Do you perform in the city every day?" Fang Chang asked with a little doubt. After all, people are not at a high level of consumption these days. Although they are not tired of entertainment, there are not many people who invest money, so it is normal for them to change towns frequently.

"The guests have good eyesight." The middle-aged man praised: "We are actually the people of Liutiaoliang. The land there is extremely barren, so the villages around us have made a living by selling art for generations. After the beginning of the New Year every year, we will go to the big town once from our residence, and then come to this residence for three days, and then go elsewhere - today is just the second day."

“How about doing this business compared to farming?”

"That's far worse. Not to mention that the harvest is far less than that of good fields and drought and flood, the hard work alone is far better than farming. First of all, we have to urinate skills since childhood. After following the team, we still have to go to various places. Needless to say, the hard work along the way depends on luck, and hunger and fullness are even more uncertain, but there is no way. We are too poor and we can't survive without this."

"Why don't you move out, but it's hard to leave your hometown?"

"Not to it." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "It's so poor that there is nothing to be attached to. However, there are so many people who have harvests and no good results. There is no travel fee for migration at all, let alone not know where to go. After all, good places often have masters, so they can go like this year."
Chapter completed!