The commotion outside remained the same, with cries of hawking still audible.
A market had been set up over on East Street.
The officials sent by the Court to manage the four cities had all assumed their duties. As the saying goes, a new official solutions old issues with vigor, so they ordered the market stall fees to be halved.
This delighted the vendors immensely, and they came early carrying their goods on yokes.
Fish sellers, chicken and duck vendors, sellers of homegrown vegetables, handicrafts sellers... there was everything, dazzling the eyes of onlookers.
Besides Ze County, many citizens came to join the bustle, and whatever their homes lacked, they managed to buy today.
After all, the prices in the market were satisfactory to both parties.
But in the teahouse's private room, the air was stagnant.
He Xuran was still sitting there, motionless.
The words of Constable Zhu were simple, devoid of any embellishments or exaggerations.
Just a straightforward narrative.
