Daiyu from the Red Mansion is also arguing with people today

Daiyu took out a small porcelain bottle from her waist, covered Xichun's mouth with it to prevent her from shouting when she woke up, and then put the small bottle next to her nose and let her smell it.

Xichun woke up in a daze. A gust of cold wind made her shiver. Just as she was about to call Ruhua, she felt something soft covering her mouth. Before she could struggle, she heard Daiyu's voice in her ear: "I'll take you to see the dangers of the world!"

Daiyu held her and moved a tile away from under her. She then warned her, "I will let go of your hand later. Don't make any sound. If the people down below find out, I won't save you!"

But Xichun's attention had already been drawn to the scene below. She stared at it intently and even forgot to blink.

There are all kinds of people in the City God Temple: there are travelers who stop here, there are beggars who have lived here for a long time, there are big men who warm themselves around the fire and eat greasy food, and there are also skinny refugees who huddle in the corner, with no clear face.

Daiyu whispered in Xichun's ear: "Look at these people, and then compare them with your life!"

She paused and continued, "Do you want to use the money to help them?"

Xichun nodded silently.

Daiyu took out a small silver coin from her bosom and threw it next to a little beggar.

At first, the City God Temple was bustling with activity, but the crisp sound of a dime falling to the ground instantly attracted everyone's attention.

When the big men saw that everyone else was looking in one direction, they stopped chewing and turned their heads to look.

I saw the silver coin shining on the ground, as if there was a spotlight shining on it, making it extremely dazzling.

The little beggar was quick to pick up the silver coin, hold it in both hands, and carefully present it to the group of men.

Upon seeing this, the leader among the big men burst into laughter, cut off a small piece of fatty and greasy meat from the rack next to the fire, and handed it to the little beggar.

The other beggars were eager to make a move and regretted their decision, secretly blaming themselves for not taking the initiative to pick up the silver coin before the little beggar.

The little beggar noticed the greedy gazes of the people around him, so he stuffed the meat into his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it without chewing it a few times.

After that, he never returned to the small area where the beggars gathered, but chose to sit on the periphery of the big men.

The big men thought he was sensible and did not make things difficult for him.

Inside the City God Temple, this small disturbance soon subsided.

"Okay, let's go back!" Daiyu made a gesture to Lingji, who glanced down and nodded slightly to show that he understood.

The group returned to the courtyard again. The difference from before was that this time Xichun was not knocked unconscious, but was carried by Daiyu throughout the whole journey.

"No wonder I felt like vomiting when I woke up just now!" Xichun's tone was light, as if she had forgotten everything she had just seen in the City God Temple.

Daiyu tilted her head slightly and said teasingly: "Luckily you didn't vomit, otherwise I would have thrown you down!"

"Hehe, sister wouldn't do that!" Xichun hugged Daiyu's neck tightly, rubbed her back, and murmured softly: "Is this what it feels like to be a mother?"

Although the voice was very low, Daiyu still heard it. She had an indescribable strange expression on her face and did not respond to Xichun's mumbling.

When I returned to the courtyard, I could smell the rich aroma of ginger soup from afar.

When Xichun thought of the spicy taste of ginger soup, she couldn't help showing a sad expression. She pleaded pitifully: "Sister, do I have to drink this ginger soup?"

"If you want to catch a cold tomorrow, you don't have to drink it!" Daiyu glanced at Xichun and said lightly.

Xichun had no choice but to take the bowl of ginger soup obediently. She frowned and drank it all in one breath. She made faces because of the spiciness.

After finally getting over the spicy taste, Xichun recalled what happened at the City God Temple. She asked in confusion, "Why did that little beggar give the silver to those big men? Couldn't he have just gone to the restaurant and had a meal?"

"We spent nearly five taels of silver on food tonight, which is more than five thousand copper coins when converted into copper coins. Do you know the price of grain in Shenjing?" Daiyu looked at Lin Ji who was standing by the stove. Lin Ji knew more about the specific prices in this regard.

To Daiyu, Xichun's question was similar to "Why not eat meat porridge?"

Lin Ji thought for a moment and replied, "To answer the young lady's question, one tael of silver can buy about two dan of rice in the capital, which is nearly two hundred catties. As for meat, it is about twenty coins per catty, so one tael of silver can buy fifty catties. Eggs are a little more expensive in Shenjing City, but at the farmer next to the farm, an egg only costs one penny."

Xichun was also shocked by the price after hearing this: "So, we ate a thousand kilograms of rice in one night?"

Daiyu nodded and said patiently, "Yes, and if it is replaced with coarse grains, five taels of silver can buy more grains. Just imagine, how much grain can that dime of silver buy? How long will it feed that little beggar?"

Xichun tilted her head and calculated for a while, then asked, "If that's the case, why didn't the little beggar keep the silver? That ten cents is worth three coins, right? It can be exchanged for a lot of rice!"

Daiyu asked in return: "How many little beggars are there? How many other beggars are there? How many big men are there?"

Xichun suddenly realized what was going on and said excitedly, "No wonder the little beggar ate the meat the big man gave him right away and never came back to the beggars' den. He must be afraid that other beggars would steal his meat!"

"It's not just as simple as snatching the meat. Maybe we'll beat him until he spits out what he's eaten." Daiyu said lightly.

"No way!" Xichun couldn't help but frown after hearing this, with an expression of disbelief on her face, "They won't eat the meat that the little beggar vomited out!"

"Don't forget, during famine, some refugees were so hungry that they would sometimes eat their own children. In comparison, this vomited meat is nothing!"

Xichun was silent after hearing this, but her heart was in turmoil. She lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and the image of the little beggar wolfing down his food and Daiyu's words kept appearing in her mind.

Daiyu slept very well, and she did not feel the slightest bit of guilt for having shattered a child's worldview.

As long as her behavior is not too extreme, Yingchun will let her do what she wants. Yingchun herself also thinks Xichun needs such experiences to grow.

This led to Xichun feeling a little listless after getting up the next morning. Ruhua asked her what was wrong with her, but she just shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

However, anyone could see that Xichun was worried.

Xue Baochai looked at Xichun, then glanced at Daiyu, trying to find the answer from their expressions, but Daiyu responded with an impeccable smile.

The strange feeling came again! Xue Baochai thought to herself.