Chapter 12: First Hearing of Yinyuanhui

Leaving Ningguang's luxurious residence in Feiyunpo,
Wang Hao felt the cold wind blowing from behind.
For the first time, I felt the horror of political creatures.

Sister Ningguang is undoubtedly a good person, Wang Hao has no doubt about that.

Not only did she forgive herself for her two offenses, she also sent supplies to the orphanage.

These are all good things in Wang Hao's mind.

If the other person does good things, he is a good person.

But now, Wang Hao understands more clearly that Sister Ningguang, while being a good person, also has a more complex identity and social attributes.

Anyone who simply regards Sister Ningguang as a good person will probably be played badly by her.

"Young sir, the master asked me to take you back." It was still the coachman who picked him up.

Wang Hao nodded and got on the carriage.

Sure enough, even though he didn't tell everyone where he lived, the carriage took him back to his little house very accurately.

After watching the carriage leave, Wang Hao stood at the door for a long time.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

"Who cares? Sister Ningguang is one of us now anyway."

As soon as the thought of giving up comes into your mind, the world suddenly becomes wide open.

Glancing at the bullet screen,
These guys are still talking about Sister Ningguang's white hair and wine-red pupils,

The barrage was refreshing, and it seemed like someone was going crazy.

Wang Hao was already accustomed to these crazy comments, so he ignored them and turned around to walk into the house.

He needs to rest now.

the next day,
I got up early and went to Liyue Wharf. Several large ships were docked at the port and a large number of dock workers were moving goods.

As a discerning person, Wang Hao naturally would not ask these people to fill out the questionnaire.

What a joke! People are struggling to make a living, and you go and ask them whether oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are expensive. You are asking for trouble.

After taking a quick look at the dock, Wang Hao soon saw several tea stalls connected together.

At the tea stall, many workers were taking a break and drinking tea.

These workers who are resting are the ones who are likely to calm down and communicate.

After tidying up his clothes, he displayed the emblem of Tongwen Academy.

Then an innocent smile appeared on his face.
Wang Hao hopped to the tea stall, showing a hint of hesitation, and looked at the workers on the tea stall from time to time.

A child appeared at the dock, looking like a curious baby.

That's striking enough.

Soon, a worker came over and said, "Little boy, what are you doing here? Where are your family members?"

Wang Haotian really looked at him, his eyes sweeping over the other's palms, sleeves, and clothes.

The palms have calluses and the base of the thumb is cracked, which means they do heavy work.

The sleeves are worn and there are patches on the clothes, so the other person's financial situation is not very good.

He has a sturdy body and a distinct slant to his shoulders; he must be a dock worker.

After a simple analysis,
Wang Hao smiled and said, "Hello, uncle. I am a student at Tongwen College. I am doing a social survey. Can you help me?"

Social survey? What is that?
The big man actually didn't understand what Wang Hao was talking about.
But he didn't just say he didn't understand.
"Well, little boy, how can uncle help you?" asked the big man.

Wang Hao took out a questionnaire from his arms at the right time: "Just fill out the questionnaire. If it is inconvenient for uncle to read it, I can ask uncle and uncle can answer it. I can also write it myself."

He didn't say anything illiterate, but replaced it with "inconvenient".

The worker smiled and nodded: "Is that so? Then ask."

"Okay, thank you uncle." Wang Hao still had an innocent look on his face, and then shouted to the boss, "Boss uncle, can you please give me a bowl of tea? I'll treat this uncle."

Without waiting for the worker to refuse, Wang Hao pulled him to sit down and said seriously, "Uncle, please don't refuse. The master taught us to repay a favor. I don't have much Mora, so I can only treat you to a bowl of tea."

A good-looking, well-spoken, polite, and grateful child,

Everyone who encounters this will be confused.

The big man's favorability towards Wang Hao increased rapidly.

"Haha, then I won't refuse. Little friend, just ask and I will answer you well." Wang Hao also smiled, spread the questionnaire on the tea table, and reached into his arms to pull out a charcoal pencil.

"So, uncle, have you bought any daily necessities recently? Are they expensive? Oh, just firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and other things."

Hearing Wang Hao's question, the big man also became interested.
"Ha, so your academy also cares about food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. I understand now. Come and tell you..."

Originally thought to be something profound in the academy, the big man was afraid that he would not be able to answer it.

As a result, the big man suddenly became interested in the daily necessities of life and started to tell Wang Hao about them in great detail.

The firewood sold by Mr. Li’s family at the foot of Tianheng Mountain is dry, easy to burn and cheap; the firewood sold by Mr. Zhang next door is fake and mixes water into the firewood, so that they can sell it for more money and it is not easy to burn.

Zhangji’s rice is new and good rice, delicious but expensive; Sunji’s old rice is cheap but tastes bad.

The oil from the Qian family in Feiyunpo is the most fragrant, but ordinary people can't afford it at all. On the contrary, the oil from the old Wu family in Chihuyan tastes good and comes in large quantities, making it suitable for ordinary people to buy.

As the big man continued to talk, some of the workers around him also started to talk.
Who was cheated when buying something from somewhere?

Who has found a leak again?

Maybe the pitfall is more than ten Moras, and maybe the bargain is only three or five Moras.
But for these dock workers, it is a topic of interesting conversation.

Speaking of the shops that cheat people, let's all curse together.

When talking about the workers who pick up leaks, everyone is envious.

Gradually, the information recorded in the questionnaire in Wang Hao's hand became more and more.

When everyone is talking,
Wang Hao suddenly raised his head and looked at everyone: "Uncles, is the price of salt stable recently?"

He found that after talking so much before, not many people talked about salt.

The four things you need when you open the door are firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Salt is very important.

The workers were in high spirits and didn’t think much about it: “Salt is still stable, just a little higher than last year.”

"It's more than a little. Last year a bag of salt was only 20 molas, but this year it's 50 molas."

"Hey, didn't the Ginhara Office say that a sea beast recently attacked the salt fields, so salt has become more expensive?"

"Pah, you believe that? There are so many ships sailing out at the dock. Do you think any of them have encountered sea beasts?"

"Then tell me, what happened?"

"Heh, isn't it Yinyuan who knows those things..."

Wang Hao was listening carefully.

"Ahem." Suddenly the tea stall owner coughed a few times, "Don't talk about state affairs."

Inside the tea stall, the workers who had been angry just now fell silent, and then shook their heads at Wang Hao: "Forget it, kid, do you have anything else to ask? The uncles have to go to work."

Wang Hao's eyes flickered, and he memorized the three words "Yinyuanhui".

Then he stood up and bowed to the workers: "Thank you uncles, I have finished it."

The workers all smiled, said goodbye to Wang Hao, and walked towards different ships to start new work.

Wang Hao nodded to the tea stall owner and said, "Thank you, uncle boss."

Then he turned around and left with the questionnaire.

On the way, Wang Hao had a smile on his face. He really didn't expect that he could catch something in one go.

In the comments within his sight, people also provided information.
[I just checked the information. The Silver Plains Hall that the workers just mentioned is one of the eight gates of Liyue. ]

[Yinyuan Hall, in charge of Liyue's salt industry. ]

[The Yinyuan Association is a subordinate organization of the Yinyuan Office. ]

[There is no more to say. Lao Mi does not have any detailed plot in this regard. ]

Looking at the bullet screen passing by in my sight,

Wang Hao said softly: "There must be something wrong here, but just leave it to Sister Ningguang."

He was still a child, there was no need for him to get involved in the conflict between the Seven Stars and the Eight Gates.

　Put down a bowl and beg for food...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)