MTL - Venerated Venomous Consort-Chapter 2188 You are content.
"Old patriarch, are you not happy?"
The old patriarch seemed to be ecstatic, and the iron egg asked twice, and he reacted and smiled: "Happy..."
He turned his eyes and sighed: "After all, it is the homeland."
When the team passed by a deep house compound, the old patriarch stepped down and looked inside.
The bronze door is open, and there is a shadow wall inside the door. The shadow back wall is made of green jade, and a Dapeng bird is flying on it.
The house was obviously inhabited. When the old patriarch looked inside, he was seen by the four gatekeepers at the door. They waved their hands: "Go away, go away! This is the general's house, not you." of."
The old patriarch bowed and said nothing. He left a few steps.
Gu Xizhen and Emperor Yizhao were walking at the end of the team. When they saw the old patriarch fleeing, she left a meditation.
The so-called residential area in the south of the city is more like a slum.
One small tent room was next to each other, and there was a pile of messy things at the door, and the people coming in and out of it were unkempt.
The soldiers who led the way led the team directly to the depths of these tents and pointed to a tent. "The compassion of the city, rewarding you with so many houses, you must feel the grace of the city, do things well, be good. Work."
Everyone promised, this soldier went here.
Chuncao looked at the short, dilapidated tents and said, "This broken house is not as good as we used to live."
The iron cow also frowned. "I suspect that I can't straighten up when I enter this tent..."
Someone in the tent next came out, and when they heard these words, they smiled and said: "You are content, at least there is a place to live. Many people in this city are sleeping in the grass, and there are no tiles in the cover. ......"
Spring grass and others, look at me, I see you, they pass through some remote places along the way, do see some people kneeling in the corner, sleeping in the grass nest...
"This city was originally poor." Chuncao said something.
The man snorted: "The city is endless, the poor is us..."
He felt like he said that he had missed his mouth, shook his head, went into the tent, and came out after a while, hurried out.
Chuncao could not help but ask him: "Where is this Xiongtai?"
"work!"
"Is it still working late?" It was already dinner.
The man did not return: "Of course, these people can only sleep three hours a day, other times in addition to eating is to work..."
“Where to eat? Do you do it yourself?” Many people are hungry, and everyone wants to taste the food in the city.
The man finally stopped for a while: "This is not allowed to cook for yourself. Unless the talents of more than 100 households are qualified to have a kitchen in the yard, people like us can only eat the dining hall... you have fallen flowers. Tickets? Going to the dining hall for dinner is a need to pay for the purchase."
Everyone is obviously arrogant, look at me, I see you.
The man sighed and took out a crumpled ticket from his arms: "Oh, this is it. This is what our ordinary people send. You can get one every day."
The old patriarch took over and looked at it. The ticket was a bit like a silver ticket. The face value written on it was five hundred...
"How much can this ticket buy?"
"How many things?" The man sighed: "This ticket can buy three bowls of three bowls of porridge and two dishes of pickles..."
