Olan sat down directly on the small mazha provided by the vendor to the customers: "Answer a few questions, and the money will be given to you."

"Just ask!" said the hawker, who had already hid the money. You don't need to spend any money or energy on it. It only takes a long time to answer.

"Are there too many refugees over there?" He didn't look and pointed, and his goal was clear enough.

"You don't know, this is still a small amount. It was called a lot when the railway was first opened. Now many people have been recruited by people from the junction city to work."

"Are the rest waiting to go to work?"

"That's for sure. If you are recruited, your family will be settled, right? Even if you can't be recruited, you will be waiting for odd jobs at the station. As long as you can do it for one day in three to five days, at least you won't starve to death."

"Why don't you go by yourself? Junkou City is only six or seven days' walk from here." Six or seven days is walking speed, and it only takes more than three hours to take the train across Heishui.

Before answering this question, the vendor looked around and then spoke in a low voice: "Six or seven days is long enough, and there seems to be someone among them who takes money from members. If you run by yourself, your legs will be broken."

Oran frowned: "If someone is hired as a worker, do they have to pay if they want to take their family members with them?"

"Hey, it's good that you know."

Olan took one look at the shanty town and shook his head.

There are at least tens of thousands of people living in that shantytown, maybe even more. Once a habit is formed, even if this wave is controlled, replacements will come out later. Maybe there are some big households in the city.

As for hands and feet, even though Olan is a fourth-ring mage, it is too difficult to deal with such things.

He took out another dollar: "Get a piece of cake."

There are only two and a half phoenix coins, and you have to pay nine and a dime to buy a cake. Most people are not willing to buy from vendors like this, but if you ask an adult to reward you with one yuan, you will probably have to ask someone at the station to exchange for more change at night.

"Take the cake...and your money." The cake and money were served twice, and the big shots seemed to be particular about whether they had these things or not.

A piece of cake and a few cents were quickly distributed by Olan to the waves of beggars on the road.

He himself only tore a small piece from the bread and ate it.

There is bran in the cake, and it looks like there are sawdust in it. It has a very special sweetness, like windy corn-flavored sugar.

The so-called sugar water is a new method that I only learned during this trip. Maybe it’s because the days are so nice and free. There are vendors in the Phoenix Kingdom who sell the sugar made from the sacred tree sugar water in different places. Phoenix can be purchased everywhere.

In urban areas, but not necessarily in other places, it depends on the local sugar water production and management methods. For example, Dongshan Road itself has a relatively rugged terrain and little agricultural land, so their sugar water is still under control, and sugar production and export are not allowed.

.

The ones that are really easy to buy, except for the two basic flavors in Phoenix, are Fenggu, Lukou and Xincheng flavors. Fenggu sugar has the lowest acidity and has a peach flavor, making it easier to distinguish.

Sugar is added to the cake, which shows that the vendor still wants to make the cake better, but the taste of bran and sawdust is obvious. Maybe it is sold by the grain seller.

Entering the city, I quickly found my junior sister.

Junior sister and teacher Liv are of the same race, that is, blood elves, wanderers among elves. They are now forty years old and are still considered minors among elves.

"Olan!? Aren't you being tricked by the Phoenix King? Why are you so willing to come back?"

"We only met once and exchanged a few words. Teacher Liv is too good!"

"Keke, come in." After a few words of fighting, the junior sister felt much better and invited people to come in.

"Isn't the teacher here?"

"The teacher went to the snowy mountains in the south."

Snowy mountains? So far away.

The Southern Snow Mountain is about more than a thousand kilometers away from the Luna River. It was not originally called the Southern Snow Mountain because the name was too long. Later, it was gradually called the Southern Snow Mountain.

It is a plateau covered with snow all year round. According to the altitude calculation taught by Caroline, it is estimated to have an average height of four or five thousand meters. It is difficult for normal people to survive there. There are only two plateau ethnic groups. Rumor has it...

"Isn't the teacher looking for the dark elf?"

"I don't know, I don't like to ask."

Even if you don't know, Olan doesn't have to know.

The teacher is not here, so as a senior, you have to shoulder part of the teacher's responsibilities... It wasn't Olan who took the initiative, but the junior sister got into a learning state when she asked.

The average talent of elves as mages is not very good, but immortality will bring various advantages. For example, through time, they can easily accumulate total magic capacity, and they also have enough time to learn basic knowledge across factions, etc.

.

The junior sister now only has the third level. This is the time when the most types of magic are involved and the most problems arise. Later on, she has to choose a specialization direction, which is more conducive to self-study.

Unfortunately, Olan himself is not an immortal. He does not have enough time to study comprehensively like the elves, so he can only give limited answers.

During the study breaks, the two of them would also chat about recent events, talking about what they saw when Olan returned to Pang Xun.

"Although I'm not optimistic that the Phoenix Kingdom can survive, if I look outside, I'm afraid it will collapse even faster."

"What is the relationship between refugees and collapse?" The junior sister didn't quite understand.

"It's not refugees, it's food..."

The cake Oran took a bite of outside the station is very telling. Adding sugar requires extra cost. This is evidence that the hawker wants to do a good job. If he can buy food of better quality and at an acceptable price, he should also buy it, because

Even if you add a little bit of sugar, the sweetness will not be any higher than that of a cake made with good ingredients.

It was probably a problem with grain sales. During his stay with Junior Sister these past few days, he also took the time to go to the market and take a look. Either there was no good grain, or it was exorbitantly expensive. The cheaper grains were at least 40% gluten.

Although it used to be mixed with some messy things, now the proportion is too large. Compared with the taste of the hawker's cakes, the price of raw materials is 40% higher than the lowest price, which is not bad anymore.

Relying on money to open the way, I learned from the clerk of the grain store that grain production is reduced everywhere and prices are rising. In order to make it affordable for ordinary people, there is no way to mix more bran... Of course, the grain store owner has to make some money.

"These places are already running out of food even before they are attacked by the demons. When the demons really spread, I don't know how many people will starve to death."

The junior sister is also heartless: "What can I do? Let alone a mage, even an alchemist can't change food."

"But it can make the food grow faster."

The junior sister asked: "Even if you are willing, how much more land can you increase production and how many more people can you feed? Even if we find a hundred more people like you, what will it change?"

Oran was silent.

Indeed, nothing can be changed.

The junior sister comforted him in turn: "Olan, don't think about this. If there is really a way, the masters will come up with countermeasures. This is not the responsibility of little mages like us."

Yeah?

This kind of comfort reminded Oran of the Research Bureau, where the level of mages was not very high. They were all solving small problems, and maybe they could finally gather the power to solve big problems...

"I still want to do something, but there is no help here. Junior sister, why don't you come back to Phoenix City with me?"

The junior sister stared: "Okay - wow! The teacher is right, you really came to trick me!"

Olan spread his hands: "Forget it, it's a pity that you haven't seen what a good city is like when you grow up."
Chapter completed!