Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

When he went to the city this time, Chen Mo also brought some money saved at home to prepare for emergencies.

Fuze Village is ten miles away from the county seat, and heavy snow is still blowing in the sky. Chen Mo tightened his tight clothes and used the tail of his clothes to cover up the hatchet fastened to his waist.

Not long after, Chen Mo arrived at Pingting County. The city wall was not high, less than two feet by visual inspection, and was made of loess and stones.

Not many people come into the city.

The gate of the city was guarded by four officers in gray clothes. When they saw Chen Mo approaching, the leader stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "By the way."

The proof is the identity certificate of the Song Dynasty.

If you can't provide evidence, you are a criminal. Once the government finds out, you will be fined or sent to the army, or put in a prison cell to serve as a scapegoat for a certain case.

Before going out, Chen Mo took it with him.

"Fukuzawa Village"

Chen Mo keenly noticed a smile on the officer's face and said, "It costs eight cents to enter the city."

"Do you have to pay to enter the city?" Chen Mo was stunned. He had never heard Han Anniang or Song Tian say this. Even the original person had no memory about this.

"Can we get in or not?" Hearing Chen Mo's question, the messenger immediately became impatient and had no intention of explaining to Chen Mo.

"Come in." Having already arrived, Mr. Chen Mo couldn't turn around and leave now. He silently handed over the money and the police officer completed the registration.

Chen Mo also saw with his own eyes that the police officer recorded when he entered the city.

"Remember, remember to leave the city before Youshi. If you are delayed, you will have to wait until tomorrow. You will have to pay ten cents for the night when you leave the city."

As if Chen Mo felt comfortable paying the money, the leading officer reminded him.

Chen Mo: "..."

After entering the city, he did not rush away, but stayed inside to watch the people entering the city.

He found that some people paid and some didn't.

After they entered the city, Chen Mo quickly stepped forward to ask.

Some people were simply unwilling to answer Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was not annoyed at being rejected, so he asked someone else again.

After asking several people in succession, someone finally answered his questions.

It turns out that anyone who does not live in Pingting County has to pay the entrance fee.

And you are leaving the city that day. If you want to stay in the county, you have to spend money to buy a house in the county. In this way, the government will issue an identity certificate for city residents. If not, you will have to pay a fee for each day you stay in the county. Ten cents for overnight stay.

Of course, this ten cents does not include the cost of your accommodation, it just means that you can stay in the county town.

This law was implemented a month ago, so Han Aniang and Song Tian certainly didn't know it.

Here, Chen Mo discovered a big loophole.

If a person enters the city, he hides, does not go out at night, and comes out during the day. There are so many people in the city, and it is impossible for you to question them one by one. If you hide from the police, doesn't it mean that you can stay in the county town forever? .

But when Chen Mo saw someone leaving the city and the police officer checked the credentials and compared the registered documents, he didn't think so.

You can indeed stay in the city according to this loophole, but you have to pray that you will never be discovered. Once you are discovered, you will have to pay the arrears of overnight fees, which will be an astronomical amount.

…

Chen Mo walked on the streets of Pingting County, his eyes sweeping around. The first thing he was surprised about was that there wasn't much snow on the streets, and there were obvious traces of sweeping.

The city is also quite lively. The vendors on both sides of the street are setting up their stalls, putting their hands in their sleeves, wearing bulky clothes, stamping their feet and shouting.

The "city appearance" is also good, relatively clean and tidy, with no beggars or refugees in sight.

As for public security, you can know a thing or two just by looking at the laughing children walking on the street.

Inside and outside the city, there are two completely different worlds.

Suddenly, Chen Mo was startled when he saw a burly man with a full face and cheeks standing guard at the door of a shop, and there were actually two red numbers "31" on his forehead.

There is a board hanging next to it.

Today's food price is thirty cents per pound of rice.

Corn costs twenty-five cents per catty.

"What is this number?"

Chen Mo glanced at the people on the street again. There were no numbers on their foreheads.

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes and looked at the tall man again. The number 31 was still there.

What's this?

The burly man noticed that someone was looking at him, and his eyes immediately glanced over coldly.

Chen Mo quickly averted his eyes and continued walking forward. On the way, when he passed several grain stores, he saw a big man standing at the door of them, but there were no numbers on the foreheads of these big men.

At this moment, he saw a group of police officers approaching, wearing official swords on their waists. They should be patrolling.

And the leader has a red number 55+6 on his forehead.

The vendor next to him greeted me flatteringly.

"Master Peng."

"Hello, Mr. Peng."

"Master Peng, please try the freshly steamed white steamed buns."

"..."

Through the discussions among the vendors nearby, Chen Mo learned that this man named Peng Ye was the head catcher in the yamen.

At this time, Chen Mo seemed to understand something.

Those people with numbers on their foreheads should be top-notch warriors, and those numbers represent the opponent's strength.

Of the group of detectives just now, only Mr. Peng had a number on his forehead.

Chen Mo didn't stare at Master Peng and walked away. He came to a more luxuriously decorated "Lijia Cloth Store" and walked in.

When Chen Mo walked in, he smelled a faint fragrance. There were not many people inside, mostly women.

And a man stopped him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Mo saw a red number "36" on his forehead and said, "Are you collecting the animal skins?"

The man looked Chen Mo up and down: "Take it all, what do you want to sell? Where are the things?"

"It's a wild boar skin. Let me ask you the price. If you accept it, I'll take it and sell it."

The man glanced at Chen Mo, as if he knew what he was planning, and said with a smile: "Go out and ask around. When it comes to the fur trade, no one can offer you a higher price than our Li family cloth store. If your wild boar skin is of good quality, , I can pay more than two thousand dollars, the specific amount depends on the quality of the fur."

Chen Mo nodded, and after leaving the Li Family Cloth Store, he went to several other cloth stores, and even inquired at the Chamber of Commerce, and learned that the prices were not as high as the Li Family Cloth Store.

Chen Mo returned to Lijia Cloth Store.

The man seemed to know that Chen Mo would come back and said with a smile: "Have you found out?"

Chen Mo didn't explain. He took off his outer clothes and saw rolled up wild boar skin tied inside the clothes.

"Take a look." Chen Mo gave the wild boar skin to the man.

"The fur is good, but the processing skills are not good, it is damaged, and the tanning is not good." The man was an expert. He picked it up and looked at it for a few times before telling the pros and cons.

Chen Mo was noncommittal.

Tanning leather is very troublesome. There are more than a dozen craftsmanship in various sizes. It would take at least a month to tan such a large piece of wild boar skin. Han Anniang only took how long to tan it.

Chen Mo nodded: "How much will you pay?"