CH 254

While everyone was enjoying the food, Li Huowang was also not surprised. He sat alone in the distance, gnawing on the fattest lamb leg and pondering his own affairs, completely isolating himself from everything outside.

"Although the Yuanying said that the monitoring organization is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, it is not difficult to join them, but I also need to find a way."

"First of all, how should I contact them? I can't just ask around on the street, and I don't know if the mask can completely hide my identity as a Heart Element user in front of everyone."

"Although the mask can hide my identity in front of Han Fu, it may not work in front of everyone else."

"But now I don't know anything about the situation in Liangguo, so it's useless to just think about it. I still need to adapt to the actual situation."

"As the saying goes, the beginning of the night is difficult, as long as I can take the first step, the rest will be easier."

Just as Li Huowang was deeply immersed in his thoughts, his sensitive hearing heard the sound of cloth shoes stepping on the grass.

Looking up, Li Huowang saw Lü Zhuangyuan's wrinkled old face and his signature flattering smile. "Young master, do you have a moment? Hehe, this old man wants to discuss something with you."

"Oh? What do you want to say?" Li Huowang put down the bone in his hand and looked at Lü, the head of the troupe.

During this time, he had been dealing with the Black Tai Sui, and he almost forgot that he was still with a troupe.

"Young master, as you know, when we were in Hou Shu before, we had to abandon our theater box, costumes, and musical instruments due to the fleeing soldiers and disasters."

"But we are a troupe after all, and we can't survive without food. So... I want to borrow some money from you to buy those things again and set up the stage. What do you think...?"

Li Huowang didn't care much when he heard that the other party was looking for him for this matter. The gold box that Sun Baolu's mother gave him was worth a lot of money, and he didn't need to be so petty about this matter.

"Okay, you can go to Bai Lingmiao to get the money."

"Ah, wait a minute, young master, I'm not done yet. Take this." Lü Zhuangyuan said as he took out a crumpled piece of paper with a red handprint on it from his pocket and handed it to Li Huowang.

Li Huowang took the crumpled piece of paper and looked at the crooked handwriting on it, which was difficult for him to read.

"What is this? A ghost drawing symbol?"

Lü blushed, "This is an IOU. Please bear with me, I don't know how to write many words, but it doesn't matter as long as there is a handprint!""Xiaodaoye, you have done us a favor, we cannot just owe you without repaying. We have been eating and using your things these days, how about this?"

"Until the debt is paid off, you are the owner of our Lv family troupe! From now on, half of the money we earn will belong to us, and the other half will go to you."

"Half of it goes to me? Then you will never be able to repay this debt. It's not necessary. It's okay if you don't return the money." Li Huowang stood up and was about to hand the paper back.

"Hey hey!" Lv Zhuangyuan bent his back and stopped Li Huowang with his tobacco pipe. "If you say it like that, we really dare not borrow your money."

Hearing this, Li Huowang didn't force it and directly collected the paper with a red handprint.

Seeing this, Lv Banzhu's face immediately brightened and he greeted the Lv family troupe who had been waiting early. They stood respectfully facing Li Huowang and bowed, "Hello, owner!"

Li Huowang didn't bother to guess Lv Banzhu's intentions. Looking at these people in front of him, he only knew that he had gained another laying hen. Although the hen was skinny and didn't lay eggs often, at least it was a steady source of income.

"Okay, go back and have dinner. After eating, take a break and continue on the road. Leave Qingqiu as soon as possible."

"Okay, owner!"

Seeing them happily leave, Li Huowang shook his head speechlessly and picked up the leftover wild vegetable and lamb soup to drink.

"Others all say it's a big deal, but I didn't expect the old man to have the ability to witness something." Lv Zhuangyuan's face showed a rare sense of pride, happily leading the others back.

He was happy, naturally, there were others who were not. Lv Juren's face was a bit gloomy as he leaned against his father, "Dad, you sold us and you're still so happy."

"Hey, you brat." Lv Zhuangyuan sighed and looked at his eldest son, took out his tobacco pipe and lit it, borrowing a fire from the nearby campfire and smoked it.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to go back. I don't want to go to Daliang. I...I don't want to perform anymore." Lv Juren frowned and looked at the distant blooming rosin flower.

"You!" Anxious Lv Zhuangyuan raised the tobacco pipe in his hand, but seeing his son's stubbornness, he awkwardly put it back.

"You don't want to perform, it's easy for you to say! What will you do if you don't perform? We don't even have a piece of land. Will you become a beggar when you go back?"

"Besides, you have to go back too. Those soldiers behind us are fighting. They're almost getting their heads knocked off. Are you going back to attend a funeral?"Lv Juren suddenly stopped in his tracks and said with a hint of longing in his eyes, "Father, maybe there's no more war! We haven't seen any fighting on our way here."

"Hmph! No war means you're not dead. Every time there's a military disaster, it never ends until halfway through!"

Seeing Lv Juren still looking conflicted, Lv Zhuangyuan let out a sigh, "Son, trust me, I'm not living in a dog's body at my age."

"Do you think everything will be alright after the military disaster? It's not that easy. These disasters always come in pairs."

"After the military disaster, many people die and there's no one to bury them. Most likely, there will be a plague. After the plague, the remaining survivors have no money or food left. They would sell their children for a few grains of rice or gold just to survive. Who would have time to watch a play then? Without an audience, what will we eat and drink? Eat dirt off the ground?"

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Lv Zhuangyuan's tone lowered as he spoke. "Son, don't look down on performing in plays. If not for it, I would have starved to death a long time ago. Without you guys, we can't forget our roots."

Lv Juren knew his father was right, but he still felt his decision was a bit extreme.

"But father, no matter what, we shouldn't have sold ourselves to the little lord. We've become his slaves!"

Lv Zhuangyuan glared at his eldest son, then turned his head to look at Li Huowang, who was eating nearby. He pulled Lv Juren's sleeve and walked a few steps away.

Once they were a little further away, he lowered his voice and said, "Slaves? Have you ever seen a slave who eats meat every day?"