Song tingfeng bought two or three pieces of loquat paste from a street vendor. It was hard and cut into small square pieces, similar to lozenges in Xu Qi 'an's previous life.
You couldn't eat such hard candy in the capital. It was sweet and soothing to the throat, a specialty unique to Yunzhou.
'Damn it, even a piece of candy is harder than mine ... Song tingfeng looked around as he sucked on it. He sighed, ""It's the same cloud plane, but White Emperor City is different from other places. Looking at this scene of blooming flowers, I thought that the cloud plane was really filled with singing and dancing."
Along the way, they passed by many states and counties, saw large areas of abandoned fertile land, and dilapidated villages. He was clearly aware of the depression in Yunzhou.
The People's livelihood was difficult!
