Changfeng Town teemed with people coming and going. Unlike the outside world, it and the two surrounding cities could be considered the three most harmonious cities in the former lands of the imperial dynasty. Thanks to the protection of Supreme Hall, more and more people chose to migrate here. Even though all three cities rigorously reviewed the qualifications for settlement, they still could not dampen the people's enthusiasm.
"What are we doing here?"
Shen Yi brought Jiang Miaoyi and the other two to a gathering place for refugees. This was an area specially designated by Changfeng Town to take in such refugees. Compared with the other side of the city, it was far more rudimentary, but the refugees were more than satisfied. It was still better than sleeping on the streets and leaving their corpses exposed in the wilderness.
"Sir, would you like a bowl of wontons? They're fresh."
Drawn by the wafting fragrance—or perhaps because he had not tasted these common street snacks in a long time—Shen Yi unexpectedly stopped. He ordered four bowls of wontons and began eating with great relish.
"Ever since I reached Foundation Establishment, I haven't eaten these things again. I do miss the flavors from back then."
Shen Yi ate heartily, quickly finishing his bowl of wontons clean. Still not quite satisfied, he ordered another bowl.
"These really do have a certain flavor. After growing used to delicacies from the mountains and seas, changing one's palate now and then isn't bad."
Jiang Miaoyi's words won the agreement of the other two. They, too, had not lingered in the mortal world for a long time, much less sat at a roadside stall and ordered something to eat.
"Say, you're not going to treat the three of us to just this, are you? It wasn't easy