Entering Xuanhua City, Zhang Yan looked around in shock for a long time. He thought that the so-called "city" was just a town surrounded by earthen walls. After all, Nanyuan Kingdom seemed to be suffering from border problems all the time, so it shouldn't have much energy on construction. But the facts taught him a lesson.
Who says we can’t engage in internal construction despite constant border problems? If you say it's a big city, then it must be a big city. Who is playing tricks with you?
Although the city wall is not high, the city is extremely prosperous, which even makes Zhang Yan have the illusion of returning to the ancient capital of China, Dayi.
There is an endless stream of hawkers on the roadside, there are many shops, and shouts come and go. There is also an endless stream of pedestrians. Zhang Yan even heard no less than five different dialects intertwined together, which perfectly explained what "hustle and bustle" means.
What made Zhang Yan even more unbearable was the subtle yet hard-to-ignore fragrance floating in the air. It's like barbecue, roast chicken, and the smell of chili. The most unbearable thing was the smell of wine. Zhang Yan could hardly contain the saliva in his mouth.
"We're here, little brother, I'm going to hand over the car there. You can get down here. Yuhua Street in the north of the city is where I told you before that you can find entertainment. Food and accommodation are there but they are expensive. If you want a cheaper inn, just Go to the east side of the city, and there are a lot of things in the market, so you can bring some specialties back home."
"Okay bro, thanks. By the way, bro, do you like to play with money?"
"Huh? How about this little brother?"
"Hehe, brother, I think you should stop playing around with money in the past two months. I see that your eyebrows are dull, your appearance has faded, and your luck is lacking. Especially your wealth is stagnant and sluggish. If you play with money, you will lose miserably. Yes. Don’t take it seriously!”
The driver's face suddenly fell down, he snorted, he turned around and left without saying goodbye, feeling unhappy but not daring to confront Zhang Yan. But he probably didn’t listen to what Zhang Yan said.
Shrugging, Zhang Yan didn't say anything more after jumping out of the car. Meeting is fate, Taoism emphasizes this. He and the driver also chatted happily along the way. When leaving, he gave two words of advice on the art of physiognomy to end the fate. As for whether the other party listens or not, that is not something he can force.
Facial physiognomy was not something Zhang Yan learned. He used to use it when he was running around in the world on earth. It is also a rare method passed down from Longhu Mountain that can still be effective even after losing the support of spiritual energy. Although it cannot be said that the predictions are as good as the truth, it is not too difficult to hit the target seven times out of ten. Especially for ordinary people, it is not difficult to obtain the short-term fortune direction from their faces.
If it is a warrior, Zhang Yan tried it in the Yubei Mountain Fortress. The higher the warrior's cultivation level, the harder it is to judge the face. It requires him to work harder and even use spiritual energy to increase his brain power to calculate something, which is very laborious. Zhang Yan has no way of counting warriors like Song Qinghe who are said to have reached the Aperture Realm. It is estimated that he will need to improve his own cultivation before he can change.
Looking at the driver's back as he left, Zhang Yan smiled, not knowing whether the other party would be disappointed during this period. It is no joke that your wealth is declining. The best way is to keep your wealth steady and cope with changes. If you want to make money by taking a sideways approach, it will cover your capital.
After turning around, Zhang Yan tightened the baggage on his back with a smile, shrugged his nose, and went in the direction where the aroma of wine came from. He had money on him, including the money Lin Zedong gave him when he was leaving, and the rest of his salary after spending part of the fortress in the past two years as a gift to his family.
The one with the strongest aroma of wine is a restaurant called "Xuanhua Winery". It's not small inside, and you can see at least twenty tables inside from the door, and most of them are already occupied.
"Master Jun, please come in. The shop has the best sauced game, as well as Xuanhua City's most famous "Three Brews", which will definitely satisfy you!"
The waiter in the shop was very enthusiastic. He bowed his head and greeted guests with a smile at the door, and even revealed Zhang Yan's identity.
"Oh? How did you know I was in the military?"
"Master, look what you said, the boots you are wearing can't be bought anywhere else, only in the military. And Xuanhua is next to Yubei Mountain. With these boots, you can't just protect the family. He is the military master of the country. Haha." He said, holding it in his hands, and actually led Zhang Yan into the store.
As soon as you enter the door, the aroma inside becomes even stronger. Not only the wine, but also the aroma of meat and vegetables. This is rare in the military.
It's not that the army doesn't eat meat, it does exist, and it doesn't happen every ten days and a half. Basically, you can see meat every two or three days. However, it is just "meat". Just make a big pot of vegetables, rice, meat, and soup and cook it together. You can't count on the taste. Even if it smells like shit, you have to hold your nose and devour it in your mouth.
Can't eat? At least in Yubei Mountain Fortress, Zhang Yan had never seen anyone complaining that the food was uneatable. He often cursed the cook's eighteenth generation ancestors and complained that the food in the rice bowl was too little and not enough to eat.
"Choose a few of your store's specialty dishes, just enough for me to eat alone. If you want to drink, I'll start with half a catty. If it tastes good, I'll add more." Zhang Yan was led by the waiter to sit at a small table in the corner of the store. In front of me, this place was obviously prepared for a solitary guest like him. But he didn't mind. Sitting inside, he could see most of the situation in the lobby. The bustle, if different from Yubei Mountain, was also different from the bustle on earth.
"Okay! Just wait a moment, it will be served to you soon!"
Looking at the waiter trotting away, Zhang Yan wondered whether the store paid the waiter according to the number of customers. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to imagine that an errand boy could have such enthusiasm for work.
Soon, two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and one soup arrived on Zhang Yan’s table. Each portion is generously portioned, and both the presentation and smell are great. I don’t know if it’s because he ate too much food from the army’s big pot, but Zhang Yan has quite an appetite at this time.
First, we had a hearty meal, followed by the "San Yong Shao".
"ha......"
Breathing out the breath of alcohol, Zhang Yan couldn't help but blush on his face. The wine was much stronger than he expected. It was probably fifty degrees, right? ! And it is worthy of the word "burning". After one sip, it feels like a fire is stirring from the throat to the stomach, and it is warm, with a unique aftertaste of strong liquor.
“Nice wine!”
It's just that this time I asked for half a catty. Zhang Yan miscalculated a little. With his amount of wine of this strength, he could only get four taels at most. If it was half a catty, he might walk crookedly. So I had to slow down and thought about taking it away if I couldn't finish the drink.
It was the chatting of people at the table next to him that aroused Zhang Yan's interest.
"Did you hear about the fire in the suburbs the day before yesterday?"
"Isn't that right? It's said that more than ten people were burned to death, all of them working in the cloth workshop. Gee, that's terrible. After the fire was extinguished, it was like black coal, and no one could recognize it. In the end, I guess Many of them can only be thrown into mass graves.”
