Tang Shiyu didn't know that someone was plotting against herself, because she had money in her hand, she fantasized that she would be able to eat meat tomorrow, and fell asleep with a sweet dream.

There wasn't much silver in that bag, only a dozen taels, but it was better than nothing! As for the ancients' rituals of eating food, she didn't have it. In her heart, starvation is big, and intemperance is small.

After breakfast the next day, Xu's mother went to the Chengbei vegetable market to buy vegetables, and if she wanted to say why she ran so far, it was because the food there was cheaper. The north of the city belongs to the slums, where there are three religions and nine streams of people, at first Mother Xu didn't dare to go there, but a penny is difficult for heroes! She can only have the courage to buy cheap vegetables, and when she buys them, she becomes an old fritter.

When Xu's mother left, she didn't worry about Tang Shiyu, so she told her not to run around, stay at home honestly, and wait for her to come back and make food for her. But what kind of person is Tang Shiyu, how can she be honest and obedient, this is not the front foot Xu Mother just left, and she slipped on the back foot.

On both sides of the street are teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops. There are also many small vendors with large umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street. The streets stretch east and west to the quieter suburbs outside the city.

However, there are still pedestrians on the street, some carrying burdens and hurrying, some driving ox carts to deliver goods, some driving donkeys to pull wagons, and some stopping to enjoy the scenery. With the tall castle tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up, and there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses, and so on

Tang Shiyu was like a second fool entering the city for the first time, watching all this in amazement. It's not that she hasn't seen the world, there must be a lot of traffic in modern high-rise buildings, she has seen a lot, but she has never seen such an antique.

From yesterday to now, she always thought that she was in a dream, and it was only now standing in this place that she really felt that she had really traveled to ancient times. It didn't let her soak up her thoughts for long, because the fragrance wafting from afar recalled her thoughts.

She didn't go far after the scent when she saw a stall selling roast duck. The sizzling sound of the roast duck and the slow slide of hot oil down the lines of the plump meat are intoxicating. Sniffing carefully, sniffing slowly, her gluttony was quickly aroused.

Under the temptation of this delicacy, the pitiful thing she ate in the morning was long gone, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Do you want a girl, let me tell you, my roast duck is famous far and wide, who doesn't know that my Song boss's roast duck is a must in the capital." The owner of the roast duck seller, a middle-aged man, patted his strong chest as he spoke.

There were also two miscellaneous apprentices beside him, and after hearing what the master said, the kind words that didn't require money immediately popped out. said that Tang Shiyu's two eyes were green, how long had she not eaten meat, a year or two years, or three or five years, so long that she had forgotten what meat tasted like.

Fortunately, she still had some stock in her stomach, which brought back her sanity, because she had no money on her, and robbing it was the rhythm of looking for death. Didn't you see the three strong men on the other side! Isn't this little body of your own, isn't that for others to practice!

If you are beaten by others, you can eat this delicious roast duck, but if you are beaten half to death and you haven't eaten it, how wronged!

"No, I ate too much in the morning and haven't digested it yet, I'm just looking at it casually." Why did Tang Shiyu say this, but her eyes did not leave the roast duck that was roasted with oil. To put it bluntly, she is just pretending to be reserved, a person with no money, and she has to pretend to be a high-profile coercion.