Two days later, a bearded, gloomy and depressed monk arrived in Yangling County.
Yangling City is ten feet high and has a radius of nine miles. It is still more than ten miles away from the city. Su Zimu can see the towering city wall in the distance.
After getting closer, the tall city walls became even more majestic. At the end of the road, three city gates were lined up. People who came here from all over the country formed a queue of nearly 100 meters long outside the city gates.
There were more than a dozen strong soldiers guarding the city gate, all of them full of energy and sharp eyes.
Su Zimu didn't want to cause trouble, and as a modern person, observing order is the most basic ethics, so he queued up at the back of the line honestly and moved forward bit by bit.
However, not long after, a middle-aged man crossed the team and arrived directly at the city.
The doorman immediately stopped him, and the two exchanged a few words. After the middle-aged man paid a spiritual stone, he successfully passed the border and entered the city.
Su Zimu's eyelids twitched.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there are classes and channels!
He had no shortage of spiritual stones and was fully capable of entering the city directly. However, considering his own strength and the principle of not revealing his wealth, he finally suppressed the urge in his heart.
Hold on, don't wave!
Su Zimu quietly hid the Qiankun bag around his waist.
Although this thing doesn't look much different from an ordinary money bag, once it's opened, its contents will be completely exposed, so it's better to be cautious.
The entry into the city was very fast. After waiting for about ten minutes, it was Su Zimu's turn. Like other common people, he paid the city gate tax of two large sums and successfully entered the city.
The interrogation that I thought I would encounter did not happen at all.
It seems that the doormen don't care how the monks enter the city. If ordinary people are willing to pay the price of a spiritual stone to enter the city, they can also turn a blind eye.
Well, as for the city gate tax, the focus is on the tax, not who is entering the city.
Yangling is worthy of being a county town, and its prosperity is unmatched by other places. This is the first time Su Zimu has seen what a big city in this world looks like since he traveled through time.
However, being used to seeing all kinds of modern cities, in Su Zimu's eyes, Yang Ling only had an antique feel.
He didn't want to wander around, so he found a restaurant that looked very grand. When he entered, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Bartender, if you have anything to eat, just bring it over!"
Immediately, a waiter came forward to greet the customer: "This way, sir, what would you like to eat?"
Su Zimu said carelessly: "First cut ten pounds of beef, and then serve a jar of good wine!"
He is not good at drinking, but he only eats meat and does not drink alcohol, which does not seem to fit the character of those second uncles in the world.
The waiter immediately grinned: "Please wait a moment, sir, I'll be here soon!"
Su Zimu was stunned, it really happened!
On the way here, he saw cattle in the fields and thought that this was also a world where cattle and horses were scarce and slaughtering was not allowed. But he never thought that was not the case at all.
But it doesn't matter. It's best if you have beef, but it's troublesome if you don't have it.
I found a seat by the window and sat down. Outside the window was the street where people were coming and going. The clothes and faces of the pedestrians were all pretty good, and they were not as sleepy as I thought.
It was not the meal at this moment, the store owner was very efficient. After a while, the waiter had already brought a large bowl of beef and a jar of wine to the table: "Sir, we have everything you asked for. The total cost is three yuan."
Two cents of silver, small business, please settle the account first."
Su Zimu raised his eyebrows and wondered why he looked like a certain chicken?
Or is it that in this world people give money first and then eat?
Forget it, there's no need to worry about such trivial matters.
He took out some silver and threw it to the waiter: "Cut another ten pounds of beef!"
After that, he picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
However, after chewing it only twice, Su Zimu's expression changed.
It’s not that there’s anything wrong with the meat, it’s that the taste of this thing is so natural. There’s no onions, ginger, or spices, it’s just boiled meat with a bit of salt!
In the past few months, he had been driven crazy by the tasteless food. After finally entering the city, his first reaction was that the food must be improved. Who would have thought that the quality here was so poor!
No wonder the restaurant flourished after Bian Yuming got those condiments.
"Shopkeeper!"
Su Zimu shouted, and the waiter rushed over: "Sir, what are your orders?"
Su Zimu pointed at the meat and said, "Apart from salt, do you have no other seasonings?"
The waiter nodded and bowed: "The shop still has some sauce, I don't know, sir..."
"Get it quickly!" Su Zimu said with pride.
The waiter quickly brought a palm-sized plate with only a thin layer of sauce.
It smelled a little strange, so I dipped a little in it and tasted it. It was not much different from the sauce in my memory, but it was a hundred times stronger than the bland sauce that only tasted of salt!
Su Zimu beamed with joy and ordered some more flatbreads, rolled the beef and sauce together, and ate them all in just a moment.
The waiter almost had his eyes popping out of his head. Twenty pounds of beef and more than ten pounds of flatbread were all eaten. Is this a human being?
Su Zimu patted his belly, feeling a sense of happiness that is hard to describe in words: "Put it all in for me as long as you have that sauce!"
The waiter immediately looked embarrassed. Su Zimu didn't say anything and just took a piece of silver.
Money can make you a fool, let alone a waiter.
Putting away the sauce that the waiter had brought, Su Zimu stuffed a silver lock into the waiter's hand and asked in a tone of voice: "Waiter, do you know how to get to Qingyun Mountain?"
The waiter immediately showed a flattering smile: "Sir, you have asked the right person. Although I don't know where Qingyun Mountain is, I know where to find someone who knows!"
Su Zimu almost fell out, but when he heard what he said, he put away his anger again: "Oh? Tell me carefully!"
"To tell you the truth, I have never been out of Yangling City since I was this old. There are only a few escort agencies traveling around ten miles away from the city. If you want to know where Qingyun Mountain is, the last
It's better to find an escort and ask."
Su Zimu's eyes lit up: "Where can I find an escort?"
The waiter pointed out the window: "Go this way, pass the two alleys and turn right. The second door is right there!"
Su Zimu couldn't wait to get up: "That's it, thank you very much!"
After that, he strode away.
But he did not immediately go to the escort agency guided by the waiter, but wandered aimlessly in the city.
After finally entering a relatively large city, I had to replenish a batch of supplies. Anyway, there was room in the ring, and a set of pots and pans, rice, flour, oil and food, and even tents and bedding were carefully prepared.
If it's in stock, buy it directly. If it's not in stock, ask someone to make it custom-made. Even a portable stove was ordered by a blacksmith shop.
In short, just try to fill up the ring as much as possible, so that no matter where it ends up in the future, it will never feel as aggrieved as before.
