Chapter 237 Asking for information
Qing Lang's eyes, which were confused just now, now became sharp.
He is the great disciple of Yuntai Temple.
Yuntai Temple is a royal Taoist temple.
They have the authority given by the Holy Spirit to dispatch supervisory officials.
It's just that Yuntaiguan has never interfered much in the affairs of the court, and is only a bystander.
Unless His Majesty invites them like this time, he rarely takes action.
Even if there are monsters and troubles among the people, Taoist sects like Ma Daoye and others will take action.
The Yuntai Temple is more like a mascot, more like a sea-fixing needle.
But this time, even Qinglang was angry.
The price of sugar is not cheap, but it is definitely not so expensive that ordinary people can't afford it. At most, they don't eat it often.
If these endless mountains were covered with sugar cane, there would still be so many farmers planting it, then why do the people here look so poor.
He didn't know yet that these sugar cane plantations all belonged to Mrs. Chang of the Chang family.
It was obvious that Mrs. Chang had someone open such a large plantation just to bring down the price of sugar for the entire Yujin Dynasty.
Moreover, Mrs. Chang also ordered that part of the sugar be sold to the people in the surrounding cities at a slightly higher cost, which is equivalent to welfare for the local people.
But these people, who in their imagination should have a good life, guard such a large sugar cane plantation and cannot even eat sugar.
"Brother Xue, what do you think is the reason?"
"I don't know, let's go find out!"
The four of them were divided into two groups. Xue Ting held Long Baoer, while Qinglang and his junior brother went to inquire about it.
Naturally, when asking about something, you can't go up and ask directly. Anyone can see the problem in such a blunt and abrupt way.
Xue Ting looked at the people around him carefully and bought some food for his sister from time to time.
Seeing that the sun was going to the west, he finally saw a tea shop.
They sell large bowls of herbal tea, mainly to the passing vendors. The place is simple but the price is cheap.
Xue Ting held Long Bao'er in his arms and sat over, ordering two bowls of tea and some food sold in the tea shop.
It's nothing more than broad beans, peanuts, dried tofu, etc., and the price is very cheap.
Because of the food they ordered, even the tea shop owner and his wife became very enthusiastic towards them. After all, others just sit down and drink a cup of tea, with no more than one or two copper coins.
But for the two of them, the two of them ordered these items, which cost them more than a dozen bucks.
Naturally, I have to be more attentive.
Xue Ting didn't ask anything in a hurry, but held Long Baoer and drank tea and food nearby while listening to the chats of the people around him.
In this world, those are the most well-informed places.
Teahouses, restaurants, brothels and brothels are all information distribution centers.
When this person is most relaxed, he will casually tell some news.
Xue Ting and Long Baoer were sitting at the corner table, some distance away from most people, so far that they couldn't hear clearly even if someone was chatting.
But not only Xue Ting, but also Long Baoer, their five senses are very sensitive. Not to mention that these people are just a little far away from them, even if they are across the street, they can hear it if they want to.
After listening to it, people here also told some news, but nothing too important.
Xue Ting was just about to think of a way when he saw the stall owner's wife coming over, "You two young guests, we have freshly steamed buns and wontons at our stall. Do you want them?"
"Mom, please bring me two plates and two bowls of wontons."
"Okay, come right away." The aunt was very happy and soon brought two plates of steamed buns. Although the steamed buns were vegetarian, they were white and plump and looked delicious.
Xue Ting and the others have been shopping for a long time, and they just happened to have afternoon tea.
Besides, it doesn't matter if they can't finish the food. They still have Sakura with them. This guy is a leftover man and can eat up any amount of leftover food.
The small wontons are also good, and they are really meat-filled. There is less meat, but sesame oil is dripping in them, which is very fragrant.
Xue Ting scooped up the wontons for Long Bao'er and blew them to cool down before feeding them to his mouth. He was so meticulous that Long Bao'er couldn't wait any longer, "Second brother, Long Bao'er can eat it by himself!"
Xue Ting laughed, "Okay, don't burn it."
Next to her, Sakura rolled her eyes.
How could this little ancestor get burned? She can catch lightning.
Long Baoer didn't eat a few wontons, but Qinglang and Chang Yi came over there.
"I knew you would be able to find a good place." Qinglang smiled and sat down opposite Xue Ting.
Xue Ting smiled and called to the stall owner, "Mom, please bring four more plates of steamed buns and two bowls of wontons."
"Auntie, do you have any meat buns?" Chang Yi asked weakly.
After walking with my brothers for half a day, walking among the crowds, I felt even more tired than walking at night.
The stall owner was stunned.
"Auntie, let's give you some silver." Xue Ting added, and at the same time took out a piece of silver. It weighed about three or four coins, but it was enough to eat a table of meat buns.
"Well, that's not what I mean. Mainly the people who come to our place are a little bit as wealthy as a few of us." The old man from the stall next to him answered. "Old lady, go ahead and do it. Isn't there still some meat for the wontons?"
"Hey, I'll go right now."
In fact, the vegetarian buns are also very good. They are a fresh local vegetable and taste juicy and refreshing. But the children of the Chang family and the Xue family were all raised to the point of having no pleasure.
"Old man, please sit down and let us chat."
"Ah, that's fine." The old man sat down next to Xue Ting, which happened to be an empty seat at their table.
Xue Ting hugged Long Bao'er and chatted with the old man. The old man was a little wary at first, thinking that these young men looked like they were not short of money, so he didn't dare to say more.
But after chatting for a long time, I saw that Xue Ting's attitude was always calm and that he had his younger brothers and sisters with him. He didn't look like a spy, so he relaxed.
Xue Ting seemed to be just asking about some trivial things about the people's livelihood here, but in fact every word he said had a profound meaning.
Before we knew it, the sun was setting and the sky was filled with orange, which looked particularly beautiful.
Xue Ting's heart moved and he pointed in the direction of the sugar cane garden, "Old man, the scenery over there is beautiful. I wonder if the mountain is easy to climb. I want to take my brothers and sisters to go there tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, the old man's face suddenly changed when he heard this, "You are not a guest!"