The Homeless Man of Teyvat

What kind of perverse logic is this?

Why can't traveling be relaxing?

Why didn't I know that there was such a bullshit rule for traveling?

Chen Tianfeng sighed, not knowing that the Thunder God had gotten stuck in a dead end again and was determined to leave Inazuma City as a mortal.

But he was not thorough enough, always hiding his true appearance and identity, as if he was fishing for law enforcement, and he didn't know who he was fishing for.

What a weird guy.

Chen Tianfeng shook his head and followed Ying when he stopped and urged him with his eyes.

Forget it, there is nothing to do, just treat it as a tour of Inazuma.

"I remember that this should be a commercial street, why is it so desolate?"

Ying frowned slightly, looking at the slightly desolate street in front.

The street is very wide, with shops on both sides, but there are not many pedestrians, and most of the shops are closed, and only a few are open for business. Even if the door is open, the shop owner's face is not happy, and the sadness between his eyebrows is almost overflowing.

"Maybe it's the lockdown order?" Chen Tianfeng guessed: "Inazuma is an isolated island country, and all kinds of output goods cannot form an internal circulation. After the country was completely blocked, the raw materials and goods of various countries were reduced, and it was normal that the shops could not open."

Without ready-made goods to sell, raw materials could not be imported, and the production and processing links were stuck, wouldn't the commercial street be desolate?

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Ying glanced at him, his brows still frowned: "The lockdown order naturally cannot be to completely block Inazuma and prohibit everyone from entering. Even if I cover Inazuma with thunderstorms, I still leave a few passages and order the survey to maintain the necessary material routes."

If the country is really completely blocked, let alone other things, just in terms of food, the people of Inazuma will return to the old days when only a few staple foods can barely fill their stomachs. Not to mention iron ore, medicinal materials and other things that Inazuma cannot be self-sufficient.

After all, she implemented the lockdown order in order to reduce Inazuma's exchanges with other countries and weaken the influence of other countries on Inazuma, so as to achieve the eternal goal.

Instead of just chopping it off without caring about anything, leaving the people of Inazuma to fend for themselves.

"That's because your magistrate is acting recklessly. He didn't follow your orders, but instead enriched himself and enjoyed himself."

Chen Tianfeng stroked his chin and suddenly smiled: "I said that during the period of the national isolation order, some of the common people in Inazuma could hardly survive, but the food and drink expenses of those big families did not decrease at all. It turned out that you left a few routes."

The magistrate is acting recklessly... Has the Kanjo magistrate also been bewitched and corrupted by this monster?

Ying's heart moved slightly, and he took note of the Kanjo magistrate and the Hiiragi family. He planned to send this monster away and then investigate these people thoroughly.

As Ying was thinking, he suddenly noticed that several shogunate warriors in armor and swords appeared, stopped in front of the commercial street sign, and posted the notice in his hand.

"Everyone, listen carefully!"

The leading warrior turned around, his armor shining and spotless, and shouted loudly: "The Kanding Fengxing has ordered! Considering that it is not easy for you to do business, the business tax will be reduced! From now on, all merchants selling goods will be taxed 120 per thousand Mora; all city merchants will be taxed 150 per thousand Mora!"

After the leading warrior shouted, he didn't care whether the vendors heard or understood it. He held his knife and left in a hurry, as if staying here for too long would make his armor and sword dirty.

The vendors who were still open for business came up after the warrior left, surrounded the sign, some looked at it silently, some whispered, and some were indignant, but they were quickly stopped by other vendors.

"The tax is 150 per thousand Mora... After deducting the cost, how many Mora will be left in our hands?"

"There are still some left, right? It's much better now. The new business tax promulgated half a month ago really left people no way to survive."

"But who knows how many times they will collect this tax? Every time a business tax is promulgated, the tax we paid last time will be invalid and we have to pay it again. In the long run, who can hold on to ordinary merchants in Inazuma City?"

"These beasts really leave no way for people to survive! Just rebel against them! Join the resistance army of Haiji Island!"

"Be careful with your words! Be careful with your words!"

A vendor carefully glanced at Chen Tianfeng and Ying not far away, quickly covered his companion's mouth, and motioned them to look at Chen Tianfeng and the others.

The two were dressed gorgeously and had extraordinary temperaments. It was obvious at a glance who the noble ladies were. If the two heard the words of joining the resistance army and planned to punish them, then they would really have no way to survive.

The vendors dispersed quickly. Before leaving, some of them bowed to Chen Tianfeng and Ying, with a flattering smile on their faces.

"The tax rate for merchants is 120%...12% for every thousand Moras?"

Chen Tianfeng calculated in his mind and looked at Ying: "In Inazuma, is this business tax high or low?"

Ying did not answer, but took two steps closer to the billboard and took in all the new and old notices on it. His face was expressionless, and it was hard to tell whether he was in a good mood or not.

"Let's go."

Ying retracted his gaze and walked straight through the commercial street, silently paying attention to the expressions of the vendors on both sides, clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since you came out like this to take a walk and take a look?"

Chen Tianfeng walked side by side with her, and the space between them was enough to fit seven Paimons.

Ying thought for a while and gave a vague answer: "Not long, about three hundred years."

"That's not long, just a few naps."

"But for humans, three hundred years seems too long."

Ying paused for a moment, with confusion and confusion in his eyes: "Three hundred years ago, the scene in Daoji was not like this. People lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the people also had smiles on their faces."

"Now they have smiles on their faces too."

"That's different."

"You want to say that the smiles of the people of Daofu three hundred years ago came from their hearts, but what we just saw was all forced by life?"

"……good."

"If you want to see a smile that comes from the heart, it's easy to go to the homes of Inazuma nobles or high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. You can find the smile you want to see."

"..."

Ying stopped and looked at Chen Tianfeng, his purple eyes narrowed slightly: "You are mocking me."

"Hey, I heard it. It seems that you are not a pure martial artist."

Chen Tianfeng smiled, glanced around, and saw a bench not far away. He took two quick steps, shook the dust off his sleeves, and sat down firmly: "Ying... um, can I call you this?"

"It's just a random name, it has no meaning."

Shadow's face was expressionless, looking down at him from a safe distance.

"Kage, I have a question."

Chen Tianfeng leaned on the back of his chair, with a relaxed expression, and said softly: "For you, who are the people of Daoguo, and who are your people?"