It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 183

"Really?" Jiang Yan looked delighted, but turned around and ran away.

Jiang Yan was not a fool who could be easily fooled. She came to him to ask for directions because she saw that he was alone, looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and had wrinkled old bark. He probably could not run faster than her who had recovered most of the way.

Besides, can you just walk into a stranger's house and drink the water from a stranger's house? Not to mention that when he turned around, his whole demeanor suddenly changed from simple and honest to malicious.

Believe that he is kind-hearted...

Jiang Yan ran for a long time before looking back. Seeing that the old villager had not caught up with him, he slowly stopped and just walked along the main road.

Should I be more polite next time when asking for directions? Jiang Yan's thought was immediately rejected.

No, if the other party is aggressive, he or she may not be willing to help. If that person has a bad temper, they might even start a fight.

Jiang Yan's footsteps became heavy, so annoying.

The distances between villages and townships, and between townships and counties in Zhongyuan Prefecture should be closer than those in Heding Prefecture. Based on experience, Jiang Yan thought he would reach the county town before sunset, but he did not expect to reach the city gate at noon.

Jiang Yan made a wild guess, wondering if it was because there was not enough land due to the large population near Kyoto, or because the terrain was too rugged and there was too little land available for habitation.

Jiang Yan walked slowly to the front row and wanted to ask the doorman how much the entrance fee was and what she could use instead if she didn't have copper coins. Before she could open her mouth, the doorman poked his palm in front of her.

Jiang Yan was so frightened that she took several steps back. Now she had nothing but a few gold and silver coins, not even a single copper coin.

There were not many people queuing to enter the city at this point, and people could pay the fee and enter the city very quickly. However, in this situation, there were still people who wanted to cut in line, especially since the person cutting in line was even poorer and more destitute than them, which was really intolerable.

An old lady's eyes widened. Just as she was about to criticize, she saw the man retreat again and again. What was going on?

"It costs two copper coins per person to enter the city. If you bring something to sell, you'll have to pay another copper coin for the space. If you can't afford it, you can exchange it for food."

The doorman looked at Jiang Yan, who was covered in rags, and added impatiently, "We don't accept worthless things like straw and bamboo weaving."

If she took out the small silver coin and asked the doorman to make the change, would she be cheated?

Jiang Yan once again deeply realized that what limited her happy life in Northern Jin was the lack of money, power or force.

If she had money, she wouldn't have to search everywhere and worry about not being able to get the silver back after giving it away.

As long as she had the power, she would not have to pay the entrance fee to enter the city, and even if she did, she would not have to worry about the doorman daring to take more.

If she had military force, she wouldn't have to enter the city, and could go wherever she wanted in the mountains and countryside without worrying about safety issues at all.

But in the final analysis, it was because the Northern Jin government was corrupt, public security was not good enough, and supplies were in short supply, making life very difficult for her, an ordinary citizen.

However, Jiang Yan recalled the lingering reminder in his mind during his coma and made up his mind.

After all, the same dream can appear repeatedly after a long period of time, and it can be triggered unscientifically in an unconscious state such as a coma. If she doesn't try it even if we urge her, it would be impossible for even God to save her.

After returning to Dongshan Village and settling the matters of Grandma Sun Yun and the others, she began to do so.

"Hey, are you going into the city or not? If not, don't block the road." The doorman saw Jiang Yan standing there in a daze and urged loudly.

"Ah..." Jiang Yan came back to his senses and pulled out three or four pieces of kudzu root half an arm's length from the straw bag. He also took out five or six palm-sized river fish pickled in wood ash from the yellow clay pot. He asked nervously, "Is this enough?"