"Miss, life seems to be tougher in Xiliang than anywhere else!"
On the way back to the posthouse, Bi Shi felt rather emotional.
Daohua: "After all, it is the borderland, and it definitely can't compare with the inland." As she spoke, she paused for a moment, "Maybe the situation here is still okay, the further northwest you go, not only do the climatic conditions get worse, but you also have to constantly suffer the invasions of Xiliao people, and that's when life truly becomes a living hell."
Afterward, seeing a grain store, Daohua went in to have a look.
The shop mostly sold coarse grains, and fine grains were very scarce, with rice being rarely seen.
Daohua inquired about the prices, perhaps because of the low grain yield in Xiliang, the food here was at least 20% more expensive than in other places.
