Yunchuan Department, Heavy Rain Town.

Several horse-drawn carriage convoys with the official seal of Daizhou and the flag of Daxia were crossed the side of the gallop road, at the gate of the town.

Large and small grain weighing utensils and sacks full of grain were lying on the side of the street, a group of people dressed in the uniforms of the Si Agricultural Department and the officials of the town were counting the grain, and hundreds of soldiers of the Silver Armor Hall were densely packed around them.

Hundreds of people looked at them in a circle, the old man was on crutches, and the adults were holding the children, all looking at the group of soldiers of the Silver Armor Hall with a curious face, as well as the Great Xia battle flag that was erected high in it and hunted in the cold wind.

In the town of Heavy Rain, legend has it that the ancestor was a land god who begged God to rain heavily to moisten the soil, and then settled here. Countless years passed, and his children and grandchildren and the displaced people over the years developed a small town of thousands of people, and the name was given Heavy Rain.

However, since that land fairy, there has been no heavy rain in Heavy Rain Town, and the drought has been like a day for decades, and occasionally God will spit and foam, but then the land will dry up even more.

It is precisely because of this that the people of Dayu Town have a bad harvest every year, even if the tax in Daxia has almost hit a new low in several dynasties, it is difficult to complete the task.

But fortunately, Daizhou's "God" is a kind-hearted, loving the people like a child, it is said that he will make up a large amount of money and grain every year as a tax, so that the people pay a little less food, not only to eat, but also to eat three meals a day!

Because King Dai once said: "Looking at the world's nine continents, the people of other states can eat three meals a day, and the people of Daizhou are second, and An Neng is second?!"

It is precisely because of this that Daizhou, a place where the people of Diao come out of the poor mountains, there are fewer and fewer people, and every household has even set up a tablet of merit of King Dai, in order to praise the kindness of King Dai.

"Abba, are those heavenly soldiers and generals wearing silver armor?" In the crowd, a little girl sitting in the crook of her father's arm had her eyes full of little stars, and she said with a look of adoration.

The little girl's father smiled at the little girl and said in a harmonious voice: "Yes, he is our Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General of Great Xia!"

When the little girl heard this, her big eyes suddenly narrowed into a crescent moon, and she let out a light laugh like a silver bell, and shouted at the stubborn Silver Armor Hall Army in the distance: "Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Generals!"

Hearing the little girl's shout, a group of slightly immature faces under the heavy silver armor in the distance holding Daxia spears were full of pride, and their slightly curved spine gradually straightened up.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of roaring chariots on the galloping road in the distance, and several horses galloped, rolling up countless fallen leaves and dust.

The cart roared to the door, and in a short time it reached the gateway of the town of heavy rain, slowed down, and gradually came to the corner of the street.

A young man in a luxurious red suit who was driving the car was full of energy, and as soon as he pulled the reins, he shouted to a flag lieutenant led by the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army:

"It's already noon, let's rest here, have lunch, and please take a pass!"

At this time, the chariot was presented in front of everyone's eyes at close range, and hundreds of people and even the agents were smacking. Where did the nouveau riche pop up?

It's just a horse-drawn cart, and after the chariot, there are five tall and strong, high-quality horses on a long leash, which is rich to burn, right?

How much forage do these nine horses have to eat in a day?

Looking at the young man's clothes and ornaments, the vermilion material is worth a lot of money at a glance, and there are various patterns embroidered on it, and the corners and ribbons are decorated with bright gold and jade blocks.

What's even more amazing is that the big agate on the crown of this young man's hair is simply too eye-catching, and this body, to say the least, has to have hundreds of dollars, or even thousands of dollars!

The young man's face is like a crown of jade, his sword eyebrows are lightly raised, his eyes are like stars, the bridge of his nose is high, his lips are red and his teeth are white, if it weren't for the tendon flesh that holds up the vermilion military uniform, he can even be said to be a standard little white face!

If this young man knew what everyone was thinking, I am afraid he would not have smiled so brightly, because he was the Feng who acted as a coachman all the way.

Tens of thousands of military uniforms are regarded as thousands of dollars, not to mention, the valuable Canghai Zhuyu in the hair crown is also acceptable as a "big agate", but why is a healthy wheat color become a white and tender little white face?

After the surrounding Tang soldiers gave way to a road, Feng drove towards the inside of Heavy Rain Town, looked at the swarthy people who were tanned by the sun, and greeted them with a kind smile: "Fellow villagers, how do we get to the restaurant here?"

At this time, a woman who was relatively well-dressed walked out of the people, and she waved to the wind with a smile: "Childe, the slave family is the owner of the restaurant in the town, I'll take you there!"

There is only one long street in Dayu Town, although it is simple, but after all, it is a small town on the edge of the road, and although the sparrows are small, they are also complete.

Everyone got out of the car and looked at the simple wooden house in front of them, and couldn't help but praise in their hearts, they had also experienced a lot of small towns along the way, and the general restaurants were full of flies and insects, and the tables were full of dust.

But the restaurant run by the woman in front of her, although there was not a single diner at this time, was still clean, there was no smell at all, and there were only three or two flies scattered around.

"It seems that you can have an Ansheng meal today, clean and hygienic, in place!" Meng Tian looked at the environment and praised it.

The lady in front smiled, "This son, the slave family cleans up when there is nothing to do on weekdays, and although the small shop is simple, it is still clean."

A few guest officers, what to eat, those small dishes in the city are all made by the slave family, and the slave family's sea bass stew is very good, do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Feng nodded and said, "In that case, let's try five of them first, and as for the other side dishes, just serve them casually, and then ten catties of pasta!" After speaking, Feng took out a banknote worth a thousand dollars and placed it in front of the woman's eyes.

The woman looked at the four young and one old man in front of her dumbfounded, then looked at the banknote worth a thousand dollars, and stumbled and said, "Five... Five fish, ten... Ten pounds... Can you finish the pasta?"

Dream on the side heard the words and said: "It's okay, eldest sister, he can eat these things alone!" After speaking, he pointed at Feng very implicitly.

The woman swallowed and spat, and said with difficulty: "A few people, ten catties of pasta...... The slave family will really not be able to take it out for a while, and today you also saw that the officials at the gate of the town are still counting the grain. We will not be able to distribute the grain to us until they have counted them and deducted their taxes. ”

Feng said with a little regret when he heard this: "Okay, eldest sister, you can go up as much as you want, you can collect this money first, and you can cook it steadily." ”

The woman looked at the official banknote worth a full thousand with a complicated expression, sighed and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the slave family is also a small business, and it is really impossible to find such a big banknote." Five sea bass stewed for one hundred and twenty yuan, side dishes and noodles are worth eighty yuan, this is a whole thousand, the slave family really has no choice. ”

Along the way, everyone in the village and the town, the meal is basically given a thousand, and the rest is used as a reward, and those bosses are also aware of the hypocrisy and accept it, and there is really nothing like this woman, who even said that they can't find it.

Feng said with a kind smile: "Eldest sister, you take the money, you don't need to look for it, just make the meal ready and eat." ”

After several excuses, the woman finally accepted the money and went to the back kitchen to cook, and everyone sat down.

Looking at Feng Jin, who immediately closed his eyes and sat cross-legged as soon as he sat down, Feng Mou looked worried, and couldn't help but say loudly: "Ah Jin, rest for a while, you practice like this, don't turn around and break your body." ”

The group looked at him, only to see that there was a dull "bang" sound in his body, some like the sound of the true qi hitting the acupuncture points when rushing to the level, but it was so loud that even the outside could be heard clearly, as loud as the sound of a stomach gurgling.

Feng Jin's closed eyes slowly opened, with a sad expression, and after wiping the sweat on his head, he said in a deep voice: "In the past few days, I feel that I have guided my true qi to impact the twelve canons in my body, and I always feel that they seem to be bigger, do you think I have broken through to the realm of the dust road?"

Feng Jin's words fell, Meng Lao's eyes immediately widened, and he said in disbelief: "It's big again? How is it possible? It's impossible! I'll take a look!" After speaking, he pulled Feng Jin over and put his hand on his pulse to feel it.