After following Wang Da for about half an hour, the khaki-colored city finally got closer.
At the city gate, there was a long queue of people waiting to enter the city. There are farmers pushing wheelbarrows selling vegetables, merchants carrying cargo boxes, and many like Lin Yuqing and Wang Da, who are in ragged clothes and look like coolies looking for work.
The soldiers guarding the city were wearing black armor. The style looked a bit like the terracotta warriors of the Qin Dynasty, but it was different. The halberds in their hands shone with a cold light, which made it look like something different at first glance. They checked very strictly, and everyone who entered the city had to pay a copper coin as the entrance fee.
Lin Yu-Qing touched his empty pocket, feeling bitter in his heart. Good guy, I was penniless when I just traveled through time, and I didn't even have the money to get into the city.
Wang Da saw his embarrassment, took out two black copper coins from his arms, handed one to him, and said in a low voice: "Take it. If you make money in the future, pay it back to me."
"Thank you, Brother Wang." Lin Yuqing held the heavy copper coin and felt a warm current in her heart. Although the world is chaotic, there are still good-hearted people.
