The way Busujima Yaji chooses direction is slightly different from Ethan and the others.
Ethan and the others looked at the map to find a place they wanted to go, while Busujima Yajiro relied on his heart, or intuition.
After walking for a kilometer, Dudao Yazi gradually entered his state of cultivation, and his breathing began to become rhythmic.
Every breath seems to move the blood, bones and even the soul and will in the body.
Soon, Dudao Yazi arrived at the place he wanted.
This is the Pig Cage City, also known as the Tube Building. It looks like an ancient Roman Colosseum with a spacious courtyard in the middle, which is the square of the city.
The square is surrounded by earth-gray five-story buildings, which are the main body of Pig Cage City and also protect the place like a wall.
At the gate of the walled city, there were a few children holding a tattered football. Their clothes were also tattered, but they looked very happy.
There is a strange smell in the air, but that's normal. In a place like this with extremely dense flow of people and poor management, it would be strange if there was no smell.
Dudao Yazi didn't care at all. No matter how bad the smell here was, could it be as bad as a rotting corpse
Before coming to the main god space, she was a person fighting among zombies. Unfortunately, her teammates left one by one and she developed mental illness.
If the main god space had not brought her new hope, Dudao Yazi might have soon embarked on the path of self-destruction.
Walking into the gate of the city wall, we saw people coming and going. Everyone was wearing rough clothes and their faces were mostly dark, looking like the lower class people of that era.
At the same time, after discovering Dudao Yazi, the people inside subconsciously made way for him. They knew that the person who came in was delicate and the clothes he wore were very exquisite. They could tell at a glance that he was different from them.
Dudao Yazi didn't know how to deal with the people here in this era, so he could only walk close to the road and try not to disturb their lives.
After walking around for half a circle, Dudao Yazi didn't see any boxing gyms or martial arts gyms, and there was no sense of martial arts here at all.
As she walked, Dokujima Yazi came to the door of a breakfast shop. Her stomach started to growl. She had not eaten yet since she got here.
"Hello, Master, are you still selling things?" asked Dudao Yazi softly.
"Sell, of course. What would you like to eat, miss? The fried noodles here are very good." The frying chef Ah Gui asked with a bow.
"Well... fry me two fried dough sticks and a fried cake. And, could you please clean the bowl, thank you." said Dokujima Yazi after sitting down.
"Okay, don't worry, I guarantee it will be clean." Ah Gui shouted, picked up a bamboo pole weighing more than ten pounds and started working.
Dudao turned her head and looked at the entire Pig Stable Village. She didn't believe that her intuition could be completely wrong, but where was the martial artist
"Kule Qiang, can you do it? Can you handle it?"
"Okay!" Kuli Qiang said while carrying four big bags.
Dudao Yazi shook his head. This man was just hired as a laborer. Apart from being quite strong, he didn't seem to know any martial arts.
As soon as Dudaozi turned his head, Kuliqiang hooked his foot and the sandbag on the ground flew up, spun a few times in the air, and landed on his back.
"Hey~ your stuff." Ah Gui walked over holding a porcelain bowl.
Dudao Yazi retracted his gaze, stood up and took the porcelain bowl, "Thank you, Master. Also, Master, I want to ask you a question."
"You ask." Ah Gui put the towel on his shoulders.
"Are there any martial artists here, the kind that know martial arts?" Dudao Yazi asked directly.
"You're joking. How could there be such a person in our small place? He doesn't exist." Ah Gui said with a wry smile.
Hey, it seems that the master is living in seclusion here.
Busujima sighed in his heart.
"Excuse me for disturbing you." Dudao said as he took out a silver dollar and said, "Master, please calculate how much this is."
Ah Gui took the silver dollar and scratched his hair, "Your amount is too large, I can't make change here."
The silver dollar was actually one of the top currencies in that era. Not to mention other things, a month of hard work in the army would only earn you five silver dollars. Although the army generally provided food and accommodation, it also indirectly proved the value of the silver dollar.
If we have to calculate according to the era, one silver dollar is roughly equivalent to about 1,500 RMB in the early 21st century.
"But I don't have any change on me. Is there any store here that can change it? How about you go with me to change it?" Dokujima Yazi was also very distressed. She didn't expect this thing to be so valuable.
"Well... well, come with me." Ah Gui said, and while Dokujima stood up, he threw the bamboo pole behind him, and the bamboo pole was about to fall into the slot.
It's almost noon, and in ten minutes or so, Ah Gui will be busy.
Although this is a breakfast shop, the noodles they sell are large and filling, which is very much what the people here like.
The two of them quickly came to the only tailor shop in Pig Cage Village.
"Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, are you there? Can you change some money?" Ah Gui called out a few times.
"Ouch, don't scream so loudly." Brother Sheng, the owner of the tailor shop, tiptoed out.
"What money do you want to change?"
"Here, a silver dollar." Ah Gui put the silver dollar on the table and said.
"Okay, sure. But I don't have much change here. Ah Gui, you have to come and take care of my business often." Brother Sheng said while making a gesture with his index finger.
After looking around the store twice, Busujima found that the clothes he had prepared were not actually very suitable for the times.
I touched the clothes on the model. The style was good, but the fabric was a bit poor.
"Master, may I ask, do you have better materials?" asked Dudao Yazi.
"Yes, of course." Seeing that business was coming, Brother Sheng even put away the girls' photos a little.
He took out a piece of cloth from the cupboard and placed it in front of Dudao Yazi.
"These are my most valuable items. They are made of the best silk material, but the price may be a bit expensive." Brother Sheng said.
Dudao Yazi touched it and confirmed that it was very comfortable and no worse than the high-end clothes he saw in the supermarket.
"Look, with my body shape, how much would it cost to make a set of clothes with this material?" asked Dudao Yazi.
Brother Sheng looked him up and down, then held up two fingers.
"Three silver dollars, I'll make it for you within three days."
Dudao took out three silver dollars and placed them in front of Brother Sheng. "I really don't have any change. Please give me the change again."
"No need, Ah Gui's meal is on my table. Thank you for taking care of my business~" Brother Sheng pushed back a silver dollar and said.
He has been working as a tailor in Zhulong City for a long time, but he has never made clothes of this price. Treating him to breakfast is nothing. It's really a small amount of money.