The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

As usual, he took a walk around the south of the city.

"There's a pretty good restaurant in the east of the city, owned by the Mu clan barbarians, and the prices are cheap."

After hearing this, he also came forward and asked a few more questions.

"Really, what's that for sale?"

When asked this question, the two people who were talking turned around and saw that they had seen him before.

"Isn't this Brother Fang who was beside Captain Zhao?"

When Fang Youming saw that the two men knew him, he hurriedly asked their names.

"Oh, Brother Fang, you're so kind. I had the honor of seeing you beside Captain Zhao when he was questioning me about the pass."

After hearing this, Fang Youming realized that this man was a businessman from Yuanning Dahuang. He came here to see how the Mu family was doing and wanted to do business.

Fang Youming quietly took note. "So it's Shopkeeper Zhu. I wonder what the restaurant you two were talking about sells? I'll run over and bring it to Steward Zhao. If it's good, I'll definitely mention you two to him."

Manager Zhao is in charge of the south city. If Manager Zhu wants to buy a shop or land in the south city, he must get the approval of Manager Zhao.

"Oh, that's a good idea. That restaurant sells dried meat, and the rabbit jerky is the best. If Captain Zhao likes it, I'll invite you over someday. I know all the delicious places in Mu's City."

It seems that Shopkeeper Zhu has found a piece of land that he has set his eyes on.

Fang Youming smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look today. If there's a chance, Shopkeeper Zhu must come."

After asking about the location over there and hearing that it was opposite the mill, Fang Youming thought to himself: God has given me a chance.

He said goodbye to the two men with a smile, and without further delay, he hurried to the place in the east of the city.

Mu City is run by women. Except for some officials and wealthy businessmen who are afraid of death, the lord of Mu City, Gong Fei, has been defending the city and was eventually captured.

On the street, some doors are closed, while some shops are still open for business.

There was no way. Apart from the Chu army and the refugees who migrated here, the rest of the people in Mu City were just the Mo Sheng people.

The court accepted the proposal and adopted a conciliatory policy. Since the city had been captured, the people in the city would be the subjects of the Great Chu in the future and must be treated equally.

The Great Chu had been stationed here for more than a month. The originally agitated people saw that the Great Chu had not burned, killed, or looted them, and with the precedent of the previous two cities, they quickly settled down.

For ordinary people in Mo Sheng, it makes no difference who the ruler is.

As long as you can survive, it’s just a matter of changing the lid of the pot.

But because of the war, there were very few people walking in and out of the city. Occasionally, a patrolling army passed by, and the surrounding people hid aside and dared not come out until the patrol left.

Fang Youming arrived at the mill. Opposite was a restaurant selling dried meat.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this dried rabbit meat?"

Fang Youming picked and chose, glancing across from him from time to time.

"This dried rabbit meat costs ten cents."

Fang Youming looked across at the other side and asked, "Can you make it cheaper? I want to buy more."

General Duan was talking about the waiter in the mill, but he didn't see anyone there.

I didn't dare to act rashly, so I bargained with the shopkeeper here.

"Do you want it or not? If you do, I'll charge you twenty cents for these three."

The shopkeeper was a woman, plump and strong. She swung her machete and shouted loudly.

"Then give me these three."

Fang Youming leaned against the side of the room and said, "Chop it up for me, in small pieces."

"Okay, twenty cents in total, pay first."

The shopkeeper took out three pieces of dried rabbit meat and looked at Fang Youming, meaning that he should pay first.

"Here, twenty cents."

As soon as he handed the money over, Fang Youming's body trembled slightly.

He saw that the waiter from the mill came out.

but……

He had also seen the people around the waiter.

It was one of the unfamiliar faces that General Duan had seen near the alley yesterday when he was being chased.

From a distance, I saw the two people seeming to discuss something. It was not a coincidence, it was obvious that they knew each other.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, the waiter who was holding something looked over at him.

Their eyes met, Fang Youming's pupils shrank, and he resisted the urge to turn his head immediately.

At this time, the proprietress next to her had already chopped the meat, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it over.

"Here, your jerky."

Fang Youming breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that there was only one package.

"Look at my brain, please separate it for me, sister, into three portions, one of which is larger."

Fang Youming is good-looking, tall and strong, with a very handsome face.

He smiled ingratiatingly, looking at the proprietress with loving eyes.

The proprietress's originally impatient look turned into a bit embarrassed.

This guy is quite handsome.

I am his mother, but he still calls me sister.

She thought happily in her heart, could it be that I am getting younger?

In this world, you can’t make a living by your looks, but having good looks is also an advantage.

Fang Youming noticed someone staring at him from behind, but he didn't dare look back.

After the proprietress had packed up, Fang Youming didn't look over there again, but put the things in his arms and returned to the south of the city.

The proprietress leaned against the door and sighed as she watched Fang Youming leave.

Alas, their Mu City was occupied by the Great Chu. Everyone has been trembling with fear these days, fearing that they would be suddenly attacked one day.

They are just ordinary people. I heard that the people of Maocheng have been resettled and will become the people of Da Chu in the future.

It would be a lie to say that we were not very well off, but due to the war, taxes had been repeatedly increased over the years and we almost couldn't survive.

They had long lost any feelings for Mo Sheng.

It was all because of that damn high priest. The proprietress’s lips trembled and curse words were hidden in her mouth.

What worries me most now is that women in Mu City have always been more noble than men, and all the families have women looking for husbands.

I wonder if the arrival of these Da Chu people will threaten their status...

As for the city lord, I don’t know how he is doing now.

To be honest, in Mo Sheng, the city lord's status in the hearts of the people is higher than that of the distant and unreachable King Mo Sheng.

The proprietress chopped the food on the chopping board with a knife in annoyance. At this moment, a figure appeared at the door and she looked over.

"Pick whatever meat you want. This is all we have left today."

"It's you?"

After seeing the person coming, she recognized that it was the waiter from the mill opposite, and there was a stranger with him.

"Xue Gu, how's business today?"