With a means of transportation, the noon sun naturally had no effect on Zhang Xiaohua. Sitting in the carriage and thinking of how he and his second brother had walked all the way to Pingyang City last time, Zhang Xiaohua thought to himself, No wonder everyone wanted to live in big cities. This really felt different—the quality of life was sky-high. Back in the countryside, even if you wanted to enjoy something like this, you wouldn't have the means. I just wonder how much silver it costs to ride a carriage? Better not ask, or Ma Jing will start nagging again.
The horses' hooves clopped along. After roughly the time it took to drink two cups of tea, Pingyang City's towering gates came into view. Seeing Pingyang City again, Zhang Xiaohua no longer felt the amazement he had before. It all seemed perfectly natural now, familiar enough to pass without a second glance. Human habits truly were frightening. This was only his third time seeing it, yet the novelty had already vanished. If one faced something every day, even the most precious thing would surely be overlooked.
After the carriage entered the city, Zhang Xiaohua had thought it would head toward the Carriage and Horse Service. Instead, it turned in another direction. Though Zhang Xiaohua was not very good at remembering roads, he still knew the general directions. Puzzled, he asked Ma Jing, "Brother Ma, isn't the Carriage and Horse Service in the other direction? Or did I remember wrong?"
Ma Jing had long since been worn out by Zhang Xiaohua's strange questions. He glanced at him and said irritably, "The Carriage and Horse Service isn't this way, but Zui Xiang Lou is."
The moment Zhang Xiaohua heard that, he hurriedly stood up. Luckily, he was still short enough that