At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

"Brother Maoen truly enjoys the company of the people!"

"I've bought fruit from this fruit shop at the city gate before. Although the owner is stingy, the food is delicious. Brother Maoen, you can try a change of taste and what we ordinary people eat!"

"..."

The snow ball turned out to be a group of students, but they did not look like scholars at all.

Lin's teeth were sore from listening to all this loud flattery.

But when he saw that they didn't seem to want to go to the fruit stall, but were heading straight for him, he grabbed Ermiao and told him, "Take Sihe to Boss Tu's place and wait for a while. Don't worry, I'll pick you up later."

Gu Ermiao naturally didn't want to agree, but he felt Gu Sihe pulling at the corner of his clothes and trembling slightly. He thought to himself that he couldn't just take care of himself, but should protect his younger brother first.

It would be better to say hello to Boss Tu first. If my mother is really in danger, I can ask him to look after Sihe for a while and I will rush over as soon as possible.

Having made up his mind, Gu Ermiao kept looking back at his mother. Seeing her smiling and waving at him, he felt relieved.

The leading young man walked up to Lin Qing and curiously looked at the chessboard on the ground for a long time. He didn't understand what was going on, but because of his face, he didn't ask any questions. He bowed and said, "Madam, I'm sorry to disturb your and your son's leisure."

Lin Qing was just about to say a few polite words to him, but he didn't expect that a lackey suddenly stretched out from behind the young man, wiped out all the traces on the ground in a few seconds, and spoke dirty words.

"Brother Zhang, these are just some junky things that country folk play with. How could they possibly catch your eye? They don't deserve your apology! If you talk to them too much, you'll start to look like a jerk. Let's go to Shuangxi Restaurant. I've already booked a banquet, and I'm going to get drunk today!"

A displeased look appeared on the young master's face, and he said coldly, "Hongcheng, didn't we agree to go and see how the porridge stall is going?"

The owner of the leg walked out from behind the young man. Although he was also wearing a school uniform, he looked very different.

He has a carefree look and although his appearance is considered decent, his eyes reveal an unconcealable shrewdness and calculation. His thin lips are turned down, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth when he speaks, and his tone is nonchalant.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, do you really want to go? I thought you were just saying it casually. You are the son of a high and mighty governor, how could you go to such a filthy place? Leave this kind of trivial matter to my father and Master Jia!"

Seeing the young master's face becoming increasingly grim, the lackey quickly changed the subject, "Brother Zhang, you're so hands-on, it's truly beyond the reach of others like us. How about this? Xiao Hu and Xiao Dan have always remembered your kindness and have been thinking about how to repay you. Why don't we let them go and take a look this time and report back to you? What do you think?"

The two people whose names were called immediately stood up and said with smiles on their faces, "That's right, Brother Maoen, can you give us the job?"

Lin Qing couldn't help but feel indescribably disgusted when he saw that these kids were only about the same age as Damao, but they could speak in a greasy official tone and make witty remarks, as if they were old foxes who had been immersed in officialdom for a long time.

She didn't want to listen to these meaningless topics. She might as well buy some fruit instead.

When she turned around to leave, the young man blocked her way by closing his folding fan.

"Please wait a moment, Madam. I have something to ask you."

Before Lin Qing could refuse, the young master turned around and said angrily, "I have my reasons for doing what I want. Hongcheng, take them to the restaurant. You don't have to follow me."

The group of people were stunned for a moment.

They came here specially today just to show up in front of this young master. Now he doesn't let them follow, what should they do?

So everyone looked at the lackey, hoping that he could give some advice.

Gouzui curled his lips and struggled with the young master for a while. Seeing that he refused to give in, it was obvious that he had made up his mind. He could only look regretful and leave reluctantly.

But the young man didn't notice that when the lazy lackey left, the lackey who had just been called out gave a look. The two of them slowly walked at the end of the team, found an opportunity to hide in the shadow of a street stall, and carefully stuck their heads out to look over here.

Lin Qing saw everything. Although he didn't know what they were planning, he knew from the sneaky looks of those two people that they were up to no good, and he felt even more disgusted with this group of people.

After the area was clear of people, the young master breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm truly sorry to have frightened you, Madam. I'm Zhang Maoen, a student at Songyang Academy."

Lin Qing nodded slightly and said, "Mr. Zhang is well."

Zhang Maoen was a little surprised.

She, she should have heard her identity just now, right?

If most people knew that his father was the governor of Jizhou, they would be so scared that they would not be able to speak clearly, and might even want to kneel down and kowtow to him, but this lady actually treated his status as nothing.

This experience is really novel.

Lin Qing originally had a favorable impression of Mr. Zhang. He was polite and did not rely on his status to bully ordinary people. These were all plus points.

But he did not refuse the flattery from those who followed him around, nor did he reflect on the privileges he enjoyed. When he spoke, he revealed an unignorable sense of arrogance. All of these were enough to slowly corrupt a good young man.

Comparing him with Gu Changqing who was also studying at Songyang Academy, Lin Qing thought to himself that his nephew could really be said to be untainted by the mud. However, if this continued for a long time, something unexpected might happen.

Thinking of this, Lin Qing's tone became less casual.

"Master Zhang, if you have any questions, please do so as soon as possible. We are anxious to get home."

Zhang Maoen was shocked again.

Why does this lady sound a little impatient?

Could going home be more important than one's own inquiries?

Stunned, Zhang Maoen, who was always good at speaking, actually stuttered.

"Well, I just want to ask, Madam, if you are from this town, whether you have received any relief money or grain from the government since the famine, and whether your life is really as peaceful as Hongcheng said..."

As Lin Qing's mocking gaze grew more intense, Zhang Maoen spoke with less and less confidence, and his voice grew smaller and smaller.

It was the first time that Lin Qing realized that people could actually laugh when they were speechless.

"Master Zhang, you're a scholar, don't you know the saying 'hearing both sides leads to enlightenment, while believing only one side leads to ignorance'? If you only listen with your ears, and don't know how to see with your eyes and feel with your heart, why bother asking others for confirmation? Besides, reading a thousand books is not as good as traveling a thousand miles. If you really want to know the answer, why not experience it yourself?"

Zhang Maoen was stunned.

He had originally just wanted to ask someone randomly, but when the group of people saw them, they all dispersed hastily, leaving only this lady. He had thought she was knowledgeable, but he hadn't expected her to be...

So strong.

He had been pampered since he was a child and had never been lectured so harshly!

But if you think about what the lady said again, it does make sense.

After thinking about it carefully for several times, it was as if bursts of thunder sounded in my mind.

Before he could ask his wife in detail how to "travel thousands of miles", he was interrupted by a shrill cry and begging for mercy from afar.