I followed him all the way and found not much news.
The only gain was that Ling Tong, who learned the news about the Beggar Clan, and the banker who had been robbed also had a cornucopia of money.
However, this limited information still aroused Yu Sheng's interest.
"Treasure bowl." Yu Sheng muttered, holding a tea cup, "What kind of treasure is this?"
The Taoist priest shook his head. He didn't know much about the cornucopia. "Perhaps the basin, as its name suggests, attracts treasures?"
"It's possible." Yu Sheng nodded, determined to get this cornucopia over.
If you can't rob the King of the Southern Wilderness, then you can always rob the person who robbed the King of the Southern Wilderness.
When the time comes, King Nanhuang won’t be able to blame him for the rest of his life.
After drinking another cup of tea, Yu Sheng paid the bill for the Taoist priest. As soon as he stood up, he couldn't help but smell it, "What does it smell like?"
The Taoist priest also noticed it, "It smells quite good."
He had a sharp nose and looked along the scent, and saw the old beggar stirring in front of a big broken pot.
"That's where the fragrance comes from." The Taoist priest pointed.
Yu Sheng poked his head around and saw the old Taoist priest holding a knife and neatly peeling off the winter bamboo shoots, then cut them into pieces with a hob and threw them into the pot.
The same goes for white radish, as well as all kinds of vegetables and meat that the little beggar snatched.
The soup in the big broken pot was simmering "gurglingly" without any seasoning, but the fragrance filled the whole street.
This made Yu Sheng admire him, "This old beggar really has two brushes."
At this time, many people gathered in the open space in front of the beggar, all watching the old beggar cooking the soup.
Many vendors also started to have lunch at this time, and just smelling the fragrance added a lot of flavor to the food in front of them.
A man came over carrying a bucket of fish waste. Just as he was about to dump it into the garbage, he was stopped by the old beggar.
He took the bucket of fish from the water, picked up some fish intestines, fish roe and fish oil and threw them into the broken pot.
If it were anything else, I would definitely lose my appetite for the rest of my life by cooking this mess in a big pot, but now the gluttons are aroused by the aroma.
Not only Yu Sheng, the Taoist priest also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "The four chefs really..."
After being glared at by Yu Sheng, the Taoist priest hurriedly changed his words and said: "No, no, no, the five chefs really deserve their reputation."
He swallowed again, "I've heard of a beggar's skill in begging for food, and now I finally understand."
Yu Sheng also nodded. Butcher Zhu's pig-killing feast had already amazed him. He didn't expect a beggar to be inferior to him at all.
"Hey, it's a pity that I can't eat." The Taoist priest swallowed a cup of tea to suppress the hunger that was aroused.
Seeing that the old beggar was already spreading coarse salt, Yu Sheng, who was about to ask for a bowl, heard this and looked at him in confusion, "Why?"
"You don't know?" Seeing Yu Sheng's confused look, the Taoist priest explained: "Beggars' rice, as the name suggests, is food only for beggars."
As long as he is not a beggar, he is not qualified to taste this bowl of soup. Otherwise, the old beggar would no longer be a beggar.
Yu Sheng scanned around and sure enough, it was true. Many people looked at the pot of soup with saliva, but no one had the intention to go up and get a bowl.
Only those beggars who had been sitting in the corner basking in the sun a moment ago were now surrounded by them carrying broken bowls.
Even under the gaze of everyone, he looked proud.
Maybe this is one of the few opportunities they can be proud of.
For the rest of his life, he refused to believe in evil. "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. I'm the nephew of the city lord." He said proudly.
In the whole of Yangzhou, no one disrespected my aunt, and many people refused to take any money after learning about his identity.
Now I just want to drink a bowl of soup from him, and the old beggar will definitely agree.
As soon as Yu Sheng took a step forward, he was pulled back by the Taoist priest, "You are the nephew of the city lord, so you can't drink."
"This old beggar has no regard for the city lord and the royal guards, especially the city lord's palace."
"Of course, if you move your mother here, he might let you have a taste," the Taoist said.
Yu Sheng was puzzled and stared at the old beggar and asked the priest, "Why is this?".
After hearing that the old beggar didn't take his aunt seriously, the pot of soup's appeal for the rest of his life plummeted.
Isn't it just a soup that is similar to Jade White Jade Soup? He will spend the rest of his life making a bowl of good soup and he will be craving for it.
After all, the beggar ancestors were also impressed by this soup.
"This old beggar said that there is only one beggar in Yangzhou City, and that is because of the negligence of the city lord and the city lord's mansion." said the Taoist priest.
He has been wandering around Yangzhou City in the past few months. Although he has never seen the old beggar, he is familiar with these gossips.
"That's unreasonable." Yu Sheng blurted out. If the Buddha doesn't save people, everyone can save themselves. How can I blame all this on my aunt?
"The city lord wanted to try this soup, but he refused." The Taoist priest wanted to watch the fun and told more details.
"Did he really say that?" Yu Sheng became unhappy, "You really don't want to give King Donghuang face.
Whoever the city lord is, she will be his wife for the rest of his life. If you don’t give the city lord face, you won’t give him face for the rest of his life.
Not giving him face for the rest of his life means not giving face to King Donghuang.
The Taoist priest didn't know what this had to do with King Donghuang's face, but he nodded anyway.
"There are no adults at home, right? Let me take care of them." Yu Sheng rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the beggar's corner.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Jin Yiwei is handling the case." Yu Sheng pushed aside the crowd of people who were smelling the fragrance and appeasing their appetites, and walked between the garbage dump and the big broken pot.
Many beggars were already lining up to wait for the soup, and they were a bit puzzled when Yu Sheng suddenly stood up.
Many people also looked at him.
It would be rude to go forward and argue directly, so Yu Sheng covered his mouth and nose and pointed at the pile of garbage accumulated under the fish.
Although there are not many flies in winter, gathering here is always an eyesore.
"Can you please come over here and clear this pile of things away, and I'll pay you the wages." Yu Sheng waved to the beggar in the corner.
Many beggars glanced at him lazily and continued to wait in front of the soup pot.
The old beggar, on the other hand, looked at Yu Sheng warily, wondering what the sudden appearance of the Jin Yiwei was doing.
Seeing that they were indifferent, Yu Sheng raised his lips.
"Hey, if you don't save yourself, God can't help you, but some shameless people blame the city lord." Yu Sheng shook his head.
"The city lord is my aunt, not your mother, and she still teaches you how to survive." He did not forget to show his identity.
"Clang", the stirring spoon in the old beggar's hand hit the broken pot.
I didn't look at him for the rest of my life, and pointed at a person watching, "What do you do?"
"Sir, sir, the fish seller." The man said nervously, scratching the back of his head with half of his hand.
"What happened to your hand?" Yu Sheng asked.
"I was bitten by a fish," the man said.
The water is constantly changing, especially in the sea, and there are countless monsters hiding there.
These ferocious monsters can easily attack people who enter the water by virtue of their water properties, which is much more difficult than the monsters on land.
Yu Sheng looked back at the beggars. Some were missing arms and legs, but there were also many who were intact.
"Tsk, tsk", Yu Sheng shook his head, saying nothing.
After the old beggar reported his family name for the rest of his life, he knew what he had done.
It's just that the rest of his life is really reasonable, so he can only look gloomy.
"You two go." He pointed at the two strongest beggars with his spoon.
The two beggars were quite reluctant, otherwise they would not have fallen to this point.
Besides, being a beggar is quite good. Although food and clothing are uncertain, you won't starve to death, and occasionally you can drink soup from the old beggar.