Nan Feng responded with a smile, "They look down on villagers, thinking city dwellers are superior. But class isn't determined by location, but by upbringing, so we don't need to pay them any mind."
Yet Nan Quanyou countered, "But I still feel these people are bullies. Look, they're so courteous to the well-dressed group at the adjoining table, yet that table only ordered five buns and a dish of pickles."
"Perhaps... it's the same in every era, they judge you based on your wealth," thought Nan Feng, reinforcing her belief in the need to work harder to earn more money.
Though life in Da Ping village has been peaceful, if any natural or man-made disaster strikes, the first to suffer are always the ordinary people.
In Nan Feng's previous life, she was beholden to the state, not in control of her own fate. But in this life, her destiny lies in her own hands. Hence, she wants to venture out, to carve a life for herself in this era.
