Following the smell of osmanthus oil in the air, I strolled gently through the residential areas of ordinary people. The courtyards with blue bricks and white walls were large or small. There were trees and flowers outside the walls. The stone roads were winding. The fragrance of flowers floated in the air. Everything here was calm and peaceful.
The comfort made her, whose nerves had been tense since the end of the world, feel unreal.
There were people's voices in front of me gradually. After passing two houses and exiting the intersection, my eyes suddenly opened up. I suddenly arrived at a wide street, which was five or six meters wide. There were cloth flags hanging above the doorways of the shops on both sides, fluttering in the wind. The food and drinks were fragrant.
Mixed, people coming and going.
Hu Qing had developed the ability to distinguish ordinary people from cultivators with one glance during the last days. Now that she had been in contact with Qingyan, she quickly developed the ability to distinguish between ordinary people and cultivators with one glance. As she walked and observed, she found that all the people walking here were ordinary mortals.
There is no cultivator.
Probably, cultivators are very busy.
Hu Qing walked casually, no longer deliberately pursuing the smell of osmanthus oil. When she saw a lot of people in a certain place, she walked over.
This is a place similar to a street park. A large circular green grass field in the middle looks very abrupt, and many people chat in groups around this grass field, making it look like an activity center for the elderly.
Hu Qing had a strange look on his face. Could it be that the world has already had some predecessors who brought modern gardening to this world? Do you want to go up there and step on it? Why don't others go? There is no sign saying "Green grass is gentle under your feet".
While he was hesitating, a loud voice rang out: "Oh, I'm late. Just wait for me. I'll be right back."
Hu Qing looked over and saw a strong old man carrying a wooden bucket trotting over. He stopped until he reached the grass. He smiled and said to another group of old men outside the grass: "I drank too much last night and overslept."
Already."
Those old men slapped their noses with their hands: "You're emptying the toilet at this hour, you're disgusting."
toilet?
Hu Qing stared at the clean... toilet in the old man's hand? It could be seen with the naked eye that the bucket was still heavy and rocking when it came into the old man's hand, but now it was light and weightless.
so--
The old man jumped on the grass with the empty bucket in his hand and came out with a playful smile: "It's so convenient to clean the array. You don't need to take a bath or wash your clothes. I have a good daughter, otherwise I would still be in a small town in the mortal world."
I’m pouring night fragrance.”
A group of old men went to set up a dragon gate formation, and Hu Qing's whole body felt bad.
Cleaning array, automatic cleaning, decomposing garbage and environmental protection without leaving residue, it also includes services such as washing clothes and bathing.
Many household financial channels have been blocked again.
No wonder this place is so clean, with such advanced methods, hehe, robots are nothing!
Hu Qing continued walking with a wooden face. At least the shops on the street gave her comfort. Look, there was a market selling food, drinks, clothes, shoes, needlework, grains, oil, rice, noodles, and vegetables. She still had room to survive.
"Little lady, come here. Hey, yes, I'm just talking to you. Come on, come in and take a look."
Hu Qing walked into the store owned by the enthusiastic and shrewd female boss. All the clothes hanging inside were clothes.
"My little lady is coming to our Baopingfang for the first time. Is there anyone in the family who lives in Chao Huazong? Is it a child or a man? How old is the little lady? Which house will we live in? We will take care of each other in the future."
Talk a lot.
Hu Qing turned around to go out, but the female boss wanted to grab her with one hand. She dodged her arm and said politely: "Sister-in-law, I can't afford your things, I'm sorry for bothering you."
"Hey, hey, don't leave. If you can't afford it, you can change it." Seeing her gentle but awkward look, the female boss stopped gossiping and hurriedly explained her intention.
Change?
Hu Qing raised his eyebrows.
The female boss looked at her clothes greedily: "Little lady, your clothes are men's style. They don't suit you. So, I'll kindly change them for you, whichever one you like in my store. Look at that.
The carmine red one and the mint green one both suit you."
Hu Qing thought to herself, it turned out that she was noticed because she was wearing the baby on the street.
She said: "Thank you, sister-in-law. I don't know you at all, so I can't bear to let you suffer. No need."
After saying that, he nimbly avoided the obstruction of the female boss and jumped out. Ignoring the voice of raising prices behind him, he walked away quickly.
"Bah, you ignorant bumpkin." The female boss cursed unwillingly.
Hu Qing walked around the street and got a general understanding of the prices. One spirit bead can buy a large white noodle steamed bun, two spirit beads can buy a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and five spirit beads can buy vegetables, meat and soup. So, then
One spiritual bead is equivalent to the purchasing power of one dollar before the end of the world.
She has five thousand dollars.
She didn't want to use the spiritual stone given to her by the old Taoist priest.
After visiting several connected lively markets, I walked lightly to the boundary where mortals live. The natural flowing water separated this place from the outside, giving it a quite distinct feeling.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological illusion, but the flowers and plants on the other side of the water always feel more alive.
There are bridges on the water, and you can see seven or eight of them of different styles at a glance. Step on the steps of the nearest stone bridge, stand on the bridge and look up and down. You can see that the terrain is slightly high and low, and the mortal area is at the lower part. After crossing the bridge, you enter the destination.
Most people are cultivators.
No one was looking at her, not as a passerby and a stranger who didn't need to care, but as if someone was looking at her in the air and couldn't see her.
Hu Qing: Maybe I am just a mortal and not worthy of being seen?
Turn around and go up the bridge to return to the mortal world.
This hateful class difference.
On the way back, Hu Qing bought the most ordinary mirror with three spirit beads, the simplest pair of scissors with three spirit beads, a set of hygiene products with a total of ten spirit beads, and finally bought a large white-faced steamed bun.
The scissors are made of gilded iron, and the mirrors are made of gold and silver. Both are the most common. As expected, gold and silver are of no use here and can only be used for decoration. They are not even as popular as the white-faced steamed buns.
Hu Qing paid special attention to the recruitment information, hoping to find a job that he was qualified for. However, he couldn't find any information about hiring people, but he also understood how these people lived.
It turns out that those who can live here basically have family members who are cultivators, and most of the people here are disciples of the Chaohua Sect. Disciples of the Chaohua Sect have good welfare and benefits, and a little bit of food between their fingers is enough for everyone.
, so they don’t have to work hard at all.
Those who open shops are just doing something to earn some pocket money, and they may get tired of it and just close the shop and stop doing it.
Hu Qing was speechless, it turned out to be a group of nibbling tribesmen.
She heard someone say: "It's time for my child to come back. When he comes back with damaged herbs, I will set up a stall over the bridge to sell them. Selling more and selling less is better than opening a shop every day."
The people next to me echoed: "My enemy, the tattered things they brought back can be sold casually to support the whole family, so I won't suffer the same pain as before."
When Hu Qing returned home, he first looked at the door and there was no trace of anyone moving. He opened the door and locked it. He sighed, he couldn't do this. Isn't this just eating and waiting to die?
I carefully trimmed my hair in front of the mirror. The original owner's long hair had grown down to my buttocks. I couldn't even afford to eat, so I had to cut off a big piece of my hair. Then I trimmed my bangs thinly and neatly. Well, not bad, average.
