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Volume 0010 The Golden Ringo (Part 1)

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    The refugee street outside the north wall of the city is the dirtiest place in Bianjing, not one of them.

    It is said to be a 'street', but it is actually a large area.

    ?The Han people who had fled from the north had no land or land, so they gathered here, hugged each other warmly, and lived on in the world.

    In the beginning, there were few people, and it was indeed just a street.

    However, as the number gradually increases year by year, there are nearly 20,000 people here.

    It is already the population of a large county.

    But compared with the nearly two million population of Bianjing City, it is only a small area.

    The Street of Refugees is the pain point of the entire upper class of the Song Dynasty, which means that the north is suffering, but the Song Dynasty has nothing to do.

    Can't beat the neighbors to the north.

    In fact, the refugees gathered here are only a small part of the Han who fled south, and more died on the way to escape, or were diverted to other areas.

    The Refuge Street is extremely smelly, and all the leftovers in the palace are dumped here, and the sanitation system here is like the difference between the sky and the earth compared with the city of Bianjing.

    There is no sewer, and the refugees excrete physiological sewage everywhere.

    Excrement can be seen everywhere on the dirt road.

    So when Lu Sen came here, he was reluctant to go any further.

    But when I thought that only this place had a lot of bones or bone meal, I endured it.

    The place where leftovers are dumped in the palace is on the east side of Refuge Street.

    And Lu Sen came from the west of the city, so he had to pass through the area of ??Refuge Street.

    Walking inside the refugee street, Lu Sen held his nose all the way.

    On both sides of the winding mud road, there are all low and ugly mud brick houses.

    Many poor people who looked no different from beggars and were barely clothed sat at the base of the wall, staring blankly at the occasional passers-by on the dirt road.

    Many people stared at Lu Sen and Hei Zhu with strange eyes.

    Just like a very hungry wolf, staring at fresh meat.

    The two walked for a while, and suddenly two men stood beside them, blocking their way.

    They also look like beggars, but their spirits are obviously much better than those with numb eyes next to them.

    One of them was holding a black wooden staff and a clean porcelain bowl in his hand. He looked at Lu Sen with a smile and asked, "Young man, this is not the place for you. Didn't your parents tell you?"

    Hei Zhu was about to speak, but Lu Sen reached out to stop him, then cupped his fists and said, "I don't plan to stay here, I just pass by."

    "Really just passing by?" The beggar's eyes were sullen, and he seemed to be mocking: "It's not that you have nothing to do, come here to play the prestige of a classy person."

    "Playing prestige here? Then I might as well drink flower wine." Lu Sen smiled slightly, staring at the other party's eyes without showing weakness: "I will return later, do you have any opinions?"

    Most of the time, humility is not enough.  Lu Sen understood this truth very well.

    The beggar who spoke frowned, then smiled, and moved away: "I hope you will do what you say, young man. We are in charge of this land. You are the son of a tiger, so there is no need to fight with us local snakes."  eat."

    Lu Sen didn't speak, just smiled, and then walked in front of him.

    Hei Zhu lowered his head and followed quickly.

    When Lu Sen walked a little further, another beggar said puzzledly: "Master Li, why did you let that kid run away? He has delicate skin and tender flesh. Let's tie him back, and he won't be able to run away with a tael of silver."

    "It's not easy to tie." Hall Master Li shook his head, and there was no expression on Hei Zou's face: "The boy's eyes are wrong, he looks like a wolf, and he is probably a descendant of the general."

    "The descendants of Jiangmen are not afraid. It's not like we haven't been tied up before. The illegitimate son of the Cao family is still a meat bowl with us."

    Hall Master Li snorted: "Do you dare to tie up the three generals from the Yang family, the Chong family, and the Di family?"

    The beggar next to him immediately stopped talking: "That must not be tied up. Although I am not afraid, it is indeed troublesome to retaliate afterwards. It's just that his appearance doesn't match. The only son of the Yang family is on the side of the Northwest Army, and the whole family of the Zhong family is in the north."  As for the garrison, all the men from the Di family have gone to the southwest now. That kid should not be from these three families."

    "No, it's the same." Hall Master Li shook his head: "Now only these three families, or nobles related to these three families, can cultivate this kind of wolf-like young man."

    Hall Master Li shook his head regretfully, and left here.

    And Lu Sen continued to walk along the dirt road, and asked after a while: "Hei Zhu, you are very scared, do you know them?"

    Hei Zhu nodded?? Quite right.

    If Lu Sen entered the city by himself, with his appearance and temperament, he would not be an ordinary person at first glance, and he would be let through without even checking his household registration.

    But with the addition of this little girl, the situation is different.

    The soldiers guarding the city will not let a black, dirty, smelly, and dying refugee enter the city.

    "Then go home, I will find a way by myself."

    Lu Sen and Hei Zhu carried the little girl back to the yard of Aoshan.

    Originally, it took at least an hour to walk, but with the two of them running in small steps, it took half an hour.

    Back in the yard, the two immediately put down the stretcher.

    Hei Zhu went to the nearby ditch to fetch some mountain spring water, and fed the little girl with a porcelain bowl.

    Lu Sen sat on the ground panting for breath He was not as physically strong as Hei Zhu, after all, he was spoiled and spoiled, and his level was lower.

    The little girl sucked a few times of clear water subconsciously, and her mouth stopped moving.

    Lu Sen put his hand on her nose, then put it on her heart, and found that her breathing and heartbeat were weaker again.

    If this continues, it is estimated that I will not survive tonight.

    Lu Sen opened his system formula bar, and looked at what could save lives quickly.

    Then he frowned.

    If it is food produced in the system home, even the most basic vegetable leaves, eating it will have the effect of restoring life.

    Just eat a piece of vegetable leaf, it is estimated that this little girl can be brought back from the death line.

    But now he has just brought back the black soil, and the land has not even been reclaimed, let alone planted, and there are no seeds. Where did the vegetable leaves come from.

    In the absence of home food, the only thing that can be synthesized quickly is golden apples.

    Hei Zhu stood aside, looking at Lu Sen expectantly.

    He wanted to see the scene where his master used fairy magic to save people.

    Lu Sen turned his head to look at Heizhu: "You have a way to enter the city."

    "Yes, but I need some copper coins to give to Lord Bing."

    "You also know where the Tianbo Yang Mansion is."

    Hei Zhu continued to nod.

    "Take it." Lu Sen stuffed a handful of copper coins into Hei Zhu's hand: "You are fast, go to Tianbo Yang's Mansion, find Miss Yang, and tell me that I want to make alchemy to save people. It takes eight yuan and one tael  Gold, and a ripe apple, please help her to finance these supplies. After the Dan is completed, I am willing to give her half of it."

    Holding the copper coin, Hei Zhu asked suspiciously: "Mr., what is an apple?"

    Lu Sen thought for a while, and said, "Oh, it should be called Lingo now."
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