After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Compared to the quietness of the early morning, the streets of Fuming Town are much busier at this moment.

There are shops lining both sides, and small vendors have also set up stalls with their carts. The wide variety of goods is dazzling.

My ears are filled with the sounds of hawkers, and my nose is filled with the aroma wafting from the pancake shops.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, some of them didn't even have time to finish their breakfast at the snack stalls, and they hurried to work with their sesame cakes in hand.

"Let's go to Huaishuo Town. Is anyone going to Huaishuo Town?" The porter riding a tricycle shouted loudly and pulled up the passengers.

"We're going! Charter a car!"

Su Yunting was a little dazed for a moment. If there weren't so many people on the streets, he probably wouldn't be able to tell whether he was in Yunzhou or Kyoto.

"Hurry up, your master's wife and the others should get up!" Old man Geng quickened his pace and just as he pushed open the gate, he heard the loud voice of Aunt Geng.

"Where have you been so early in the morning, you old man? You finally got a day off, but you just ran out! Is there no room for you in this house?"

Old man Geng hurriedly pulled Su Yunting beside him and stood in front of him: "Old woman, look quickly, who's coming!"

When Aunt Geng looked back, she saw a piece of black charcoal standing in front of her. She was startled for a moment, then she came to her senses. The corners of her mouth rose high in a grin that she couldn't lower.

"Erlang is back! Come and have breakfast. Did you tell the general that you came to our house? Don't let him worry."

Su Yunting was pushed to the main seat: "I have told Aunt Lumei. It's strange, before I came to Yunzhou, I wanted to stick with my mother every day, but after coming to Yunzhou, I started running around."

Aunt Geng scooped a large bowl of meat soup for Su Yunting: "That's because you feel at ease! You know that as long as you go back, you can see the general at any time."

Geng Dalang reminded quietly: "The general is now the Duke of Yun, you should call him the Duke of Yun! And Erlang is the son of the Duke of Yun!"

Su Yunting waved his hands repeatedly: "This is my master's wife, why call her the prince? Let's keep everything as usual."

Aunt Geng also felt that Duke Yun was not used to it: "I still like to call him the general. Once he says he is the general, everyone in the Great Zhou will know who he is!"

"Grandma, hurry up! I'm going to be late!" Several grandchildren of the Geng family, carrying their small schoolbags, were in a panic, with anxious looks on their faces.

"You get up so late every day. If you are not late, then who will be late?!" Although she complained, Aunt Geng still went to the kitchen and stuffed the lunch box that she had prepared long ago into the hands of her eldest daughter-in-law.

The eldest daughter-in-law went to work and happened to be on her way, so she could send the children to Baichuan Academy.

After Geng's eldest sister-in-law apologized to Su Su Yunting, she hurried out with the children.

Sitting down again, Aunt Geng looked at her grandchildren's backs as they walked away, and said with emotion: "If it weren't for Baichuan Academy, our Silang might still be staying at home. I thought it was a great fortune for Silang to pass the imperial examination, but I never expected that all my grandchildren would be able to go to school!"

Geng Dalang cut the pancake with a knife, put a piece of shredded lamb in it, and poured a spoonful of soybean paste on it: "We have come at a good time. When I went to Kyoto last time, the neighbors in the village regretted not coming to Yunzhou with us."

Geng Dalang put the finished pancake into Su Yunting's bowl and said, "Erlang, try this soybean paste. It is also a specialty of our Yunzhou and is very popular!"

After finishing one meat-stuffed pancake, Geng Dalang picked up another one and said, "I heard from our former neighbors that the emperor felt that the palace was a little small and decided to expand it. The people living next to the palace were not happy about it, so they also forcibly demolished it. They said they would exchange it for houses in the suburbs of Beijing."

Aunt Geng raised her eyebrows: "The land and houses in the suburbs of Beijing are all owned by someone, how can we exchange them?"

Geng Dalang sighed, "They forcibly expropriated the land. Many families in our village who rented land had their wheat plucked out just when it was about to ear. It was so heartbreaking for them that they burst into tears."

Aunt Geng had completely lost her appetite. Farmers couldn't bear to see their crops destroyed; they were the result of a family's hard work for a year!

"They took away the food. What will the people in the city eat?!"

Old man Geng glanced at the angry old woman and whispered, "Are you confused by your anger? There are so many people in Kyoto, how can they feed themselves just by farming in the surrounding areas? Aren't they all brought in by big ships from Jiangnan?"

Su Yunting frowned, "But I heard from Shuyao's uncles that the emperor wants to build a garden and specifically requires the rare stones from Taihu Lake. Many of the large ships that originally transported grain have been replaced with ships that transport stones."

For a moment, no one spoke at the table.

Scarcity makes things valuable. When food supply exceeds demand, a rise in food prices is inevitable.

Kyoto is home to many wealthy families, so they naturally don't care about the price increase, but ordinary people living in Kyoto are in trouble.

Su Yunting was also a little worried about his elder brother and younger sister in Kyoto.

Everyone ate the meat soup and meat-filled pancakes without any appetite, and the joy of meeting each other was overshadowed.

"How did His Majesty become like this? Back then, he was so kind to the general!"

Aunt Geng felt a little uncomfortable, stuffy and bloated.

She just couldn't understand why a great general appeared after hundreds of years. Isn't this a good thing? !

Why can't the little emperor tolerate the great general? ! In the past, people said that he was kind and lived a simple life.

But now, where is the kindness? Where is the simplicity?

Both Taizu and the previous emperor thought about expanding the imperial palace, but ultimately gave up because the surrounding people disagreed.

"Alas." Aunt Geng put down her bowl and chopsticks, "Our Yunzhou is still the best, our great general is the best, I really hope that the great general can live a long and long life!"

After Su Yunting and his family finished breakfast and distributed gifts, they decided to visit Huaishuo Town and Woye Town.

I heard that Huaishuo Town is where Yunzhou delicacies gather, and fruit wine factories and perfume factories are all there.

"I won't go with you. Your master's wife doesn't allow me to drink, but how can I not drink when I go to Huaishuo Town?" Old man Geng deliberately raised his voice and said that he would not go with you, but in fact he held the horse's reins tightly and refused to let go.

How could Aunt Geng not know his little thoughts?

"Stop being a demon! If it weren't for Erlang's sake, you can't even think about going to Huaishuo Town again!"

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't get drunk." Old man Geng smiled like a chrysanthemum and followed Su Yunting happily.

It was rare to see the master so happy, Su Yunting couldn't help but smile and asked, "Is Huaishuo Town so good?"

"Of course! Food, drinks and entertainment are guaranteed to keep you entertained! This Journey to the West has only just been released for the first time, and I heard that the opera troupe in Huaishuo Town has already staged a play!"

Huaishuo Town is no longer what it used to be. In the past, the only thing that was popular was milk tea, but now there are milk tea, fruit wine, braised lamb, braised pork, and even barbecue!

Drinking fruit wine, eating barbecue, and watching a show, this is a magical day!