Chapter 89: Entering the City to Buy Paper

The short night passed quickly. When Lin Feng opened his eyes, the sky had just brightened.

Nowadays, he only needs to sleep for about two hours every day to restore his spirit, which can be considered one of the benefits of having powerful internal strength.

"Creak~"

Opening the door, the morning mist outside was still quite thick, and everything around was quiet.

"It's getting colder and colder; I'm afraid it won't be long before winter sets in."

Since there were no things like calendars, Lin Feng didn't know exactly what time it was. The calendar of this era was still a relatively unfamiliar thing to him.

"Pitter-patter~"

In the kitchen, the old cripple was already burning fire to cook. After Lin Feng fetched some water and washed up simply, he came outside the courtyard to exercise his body.

"Bang! Bang!"

The entire set of fist techniques was unleashed, and the vigorous blood energy directly dispelled the morning chill.

"Hoo~"

Exhaling a puff of white air, Lin Feng slowly retracted his power, then turned and returned to the small courtyard to prepare for a meal.

"Recently, this graveyard has been much more peaceful. We people who sell our lives for food can be considered to have lived a stable life!"

Still simple millet porridge with pickled vegetables. While eating, the old cripple was still sighing.

"Hmm, isn't that good?"

Lin Feng drank all the millet porridge in the bowl, then put down the bowl and chopsticks and replied casually.

"Hehe, well said. It would be great if we could live like this forever!"

Lin Feng had no interest in the old cripple's sighs. He planned to go into the city today to buy more mulberry paper.

"I'm going into the city to stroll around today. If any corpses come, just let them be placed by the side of the graveyard. I'll bury them when I get back."

"Done, you just go ahead. I, the old man, am here!"

Taking advantage of the morning sun dispelling the morning mist, Lin Feng walked slowly toward Luohe City.

"Clang~ Clang~ Clang~"

"Fellow folks! Today, the City Lord has ordered the construction of refugee camps. Everyone, if you have money, contribute money; if you have strength, contribute strength!"

"The autumn harvest is over, do not let the land lie fallow. The City Lord has ordered the reclamation of wasteland and the dredging of water channels. Next year will be another bumper harvest..."

However, just as he approached Luohe City, he saw someone beating a copper gong and shouting.

The voice with a special meaning spread directly to the surroundings, attracting the attention of many early-rising farmers.

"It's really strange, the City Lord would actually do this?"

It didn't matter if others didn't know, but Lin Feng knew quite clearly that the City Lord Xie Anran had already secretly defected to the Li King.

Under these circumstances, shouldn't he be hoping that Luohe City would be as chaotic as possible, so that the Li King's troops could gradually intervene in Luohe City's affairs?

As he approached the city wall, there were even more large numbers of refugees and coolies in the city working outside.

It looked like they were indeed building refugee camps, and they were the relatively good kind, at least they could block the wind and rain and avoid the cold.

"Forget it, what does it have to do with me?"

Standing and watching the excitement for a while, Lin Feng shook his head and entered the city. He hadn't forgotten his purpose.

After entering the city, Lin Feng went to a familiar tavern as usual to sit, drink some wine, and eat some small dishes to satisfy his cravings, while also listening to what lively things had happened recently.

"I heard the Liuzhou Prefecture City has fallen!"

"Tsk tsk, this world is finally chaotic!"

"That's not it. First, there was a drought in the east, and there was a famine in the west. There are only a few good prefectures and counties!"

"However, Liuzhou is not far from our Jiangzhou. I'm afraid it will spread here. Sigh, how can people live in this world..."

After drinking only a small cup of warm wine, Lin Feng heard this heavy news from several diners.

It was just that he really couldn't think of why the chaos was neither in Mingzhou, where the Li King was entrenched, nor in the western prefectures where the famine was spreading, but instead in Liuzhou, which was eight poles away.

"They say grain prices are going to rise again!"

"Rising again!? How many times have they risen this year?"

"It's chaotic, it's all chaotic!"

"..."

Coming out of the tavern, Lin Feng looked at the bustling street and couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.

"Sesame cakes~ Sesame cakes~"

"Selling rouge~ Top-quality rouge~"

"Ding ding dang! Ding dang!"

"Fellow folks, look here, today we're going to perform a unique skill!"

If the scourge of war really swept over, could this place still be like it is now?

After natural disasters came man-made disasters. Lin Feng knew that some things would happen sooner or later.

"Heh, why am I getting sentimental?"

Shaking his head, Lin Feng walked quickly toward the workshop that sold paper. Compared to the street that sold brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, going to a specialized paper-making workshop to buy was cheaper.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"

Just as he arrived at the workshop door, the sound of pounding materials and the work chants of moving and unloading goods reached Lin Feng's ears.

"Buying paper?"

At the workshop entrance, Lin Feng stopped a few craftsmen and explained his purpose directly. However, it was clear that his attire didn't look like that of a rich person, which made these few craftsmen somewhat suspicious.

"Yes, yes, mulberry paper, new paper, old paper, waste paper, anything will do!"

Lin Feng wasn't picky about paper at all; anyway, he was just using it to make Paper Men.

"You wait here, I'll go call the owner!"

Seeing Lin Feng say this, the craftsman was happy, and then one of them ran into the workshop nimbly, and soon brought a middle-aged man out.

"You're the one who wants to buy paper?"

This person came to Lin Feng and stared at him for a few looks, his expression full of suspicion, as if he were guarding against a swindler who had crawled out from somewhere.

"That's right, all this silver is used to buy paper."

Seeing the expression, Lin Feng knew what was going on. In this era, how to judge a person was usually directly distinguishable from their attire.

Wealthy families naturally wore brocade clothes, and ordinary families would also wear well-prepared clothes when going out.

However, Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to care about this; he just took out five taels of silver from his bosom and gave it to the other party, which was enough.

It was just that this silver was not in the shape of an ingot, but was cut into the shape of a lump, but the silver of this era was basically like this.

"Ho~ I couldn't tell, you're still a decent person. Fine, follow me in!"

After taking the silver from Lin Feng's hand and weighing it to confirm it was real, the expression on the owner's face changed instantly.

After saying this to Lin Feng, he turned and walked into the workshop directly.

"Top-quality mulberry paper is gone, but there is quite a bit of inferior paper, and over there are old paper, used paper, and scraps cut from the side."

Five taels of silver was not a small amount, and the owner was quite polite, pointing to a place in the workshop that served as a warehouse and talking to Lin Feng.

"I want this old paper, how much can you sell me?"

Lin Feng flipped through it simply and found that apart from being a bit yellow and having some holes eaten by insects, there were no problems.

"You can take all of these, hehe, but this weight is not light, at least two hundred catties!"

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the owner spoke directly. These old papers couldn't be sold on weekdays, and it was a pity to throw them away.

Selling them to Lin Feng now was a good disposal for him, but he didn't think Lin Feng's appearance could carry away so much old paper.

However, before he could finish his words, Lin Feng had already bundled all the old paper with hemp rope and carried it on his shoulder.

"Fine, it's a deal. If there is any more old paper or bad paper, leave it for me. I might come again next time!"

After saying this, Lin Feng walked out of the workshop with big strides and disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye, leaving the paper workshop owner dumbfounded.

Coming to a quiet place, Lin Feng directly took these old papers back to the outside of the graveyard through the shadow ghost domain.

He didn't want to carry so much paper and wander around the street; it was better to come back early.

Putting the mulberry paper into the shadow world, Lin Feng then walked back into the graveyard. ===== CHAPTER 90 =====