"Is this the largest market in Baiyue?"

Chu Ping stood on a bustling street, surveying the surrounding shops with a disdainful look: "This is so petty, it's not even as big as an alley in Xianyang!"

"Exactly!" Old Dong chimed in, "Look at these shops, all run-down and dilapidated, you can't tell they have anything of value..."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Baiyue merchants turned pale with anger.

These Qin envoys are so arrogant!

"Gentlemen..." Zhang Erhe advised helplessly, "We're here to make purchases, let's not... cause trouble everywhere."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Ping strode into a spice shop: "Come, come, bring out all your best spices!"

The shopkeeper quickly instructed his assistant to bring out a box of top-quality spices.

This is a rare treasure transported from Xianglin, each ounce worth a thousand gold pieces.

"That's it?" Chu Ping picked up a pinch, smelled it, and threw it on the ground. "This isn't any good spice at all! It smells rancid!"

"You..." The shopkeeper nearly fainted with anger, "These are top-quality spices transported from Xianglin, worth more than an ounce..."

"Xianglin?" Wang Pen's eyes lit up. "Where is it? How far is it from here?"

The shopkeeper then realized he had let something slip and quickly corrected himself, "This...this is a secret of our business, and we cannot disclose it..."

"Ha!" Old Dong sneered, "So you look down on our Qin delegation? Believe me, we'll report you to Yi Yusong?"

The shopkeeper's face turned pale. These people clearly came with ill intentions; if they really complained to the king...

"Distinguished guests," he said with a forced smile, "these spices are indeed of the highest quality, but the price..."

"Price?" Chu Ping slammed his hand on the table. "Are you saying we, the Great Qin, can't afford it? Come on, name your price!"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth: "One tael...one tael equals one thousand gold."

"What?!" Chu Ping's eyes widened. "This is robbery! You've seen the glass of our Great Qin Dynasty, those are real treasures. You dare ask for a thousand gold pieces for this worthless spice?"

"Exactly!" Wang Pen shouted, "You're treating us like lambs to the slaughter! Do you believe we'll smash your shop to pieces?"

"This..." The shopkeeper's forehead was beaded with sweat, "Then what do you think..."

"Five hundred taels of silver, I'll take this whole box!" Chu Ping said arrogantly.

The shopkeeper was furious. This box of spices was worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver; this was blatant robbery!

"Envoy..." the shopkeeper said with a bitter face, "This price is simply too..."

"What? You think it's not enough?" Chu Ping suddenly stood up. "Then forget it! Men, throw all these spices away! Let's see if this shopkeeper dares to take the money!"

Several attendants immediately stepped forward, making a move to pour the spices onto the ground.

The shopkeeper was terrified. If he really fell to the ground, it would be all over!

"Envoy, please calm down!" he quickly interjected. "Alright then, as you said, five hundred taels..."

"Too late!" Old Dong sneered. "Since you're unwilling to sell, you're looking down on our Great Qin. Come, let me see if these spices are genuine..."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of spices and made a gesture as if to throw them on the ground.

"Wait!" the shopkeeper cried out anxiously, jumping up and down. "Three hundred taels! That's the bottom line!"

"That's more like it." Chu Ping finally put away his menacing expression. "Give me the money!"

As they strode away with their heads held high, the shopkeeper nearly burst into tears. This whole box of spices had been brazenly stolen!

"Boss..." the waiter whispered, "Should we report it to the authorities?"

"Report what?!" The shopkeeper waved his hand helplessly. "They're an envoy from the Great Qin Dynasty; we can't afford to offend them. We just have to accept this debt..."

Chu Ping and his group didn't care about any of that. Armed with the cheaply bought spices, they stormed into a jewelry store.

"Oh, so these are your pearls?" Old Dong picked up a bright pearl, tossed it on the ground without even looking at it, "They're far too small! Compared to the pearls of our Great Qin, they're practically fish eyes!"

The shopkeeper's face turned pale: "This is the finest pearl from the South China Sea..."

"Bullshit!" Wang slammed his fist on the table. "Are you trying to fool us? Believe me or not, I'll go tell Yi Yusong that you Baiyue merchants are bullying the Qin envoys!"

The shopkeeper's face changed drastically. He had heard about the commotion these people had caused at the palace yesterday; if they really complained to Yi Yusong...

"Please calm down, everyone," he said with a forced smile. "Look at this price..."

"One hundred taels!" Chu Ping declared, throwing down the price. "I'll take this whole box of pearls!"

The shopkeeper nearly fainted. This box of pearls was worth at least ten thousand taels of silver; this was practically forced buying and selling!

"Envoy..." He still wanted to bargain.

"What? You think it's not enough?" Chu Ping sneered. "Then don't sell it! It'll be a good opportunity for you Baiyue merchants to taste the might of Great Qin!"

The shopkeeper had no choice but to accept his fate.

These people are clearly here to cause trouble. If we don't sell, we might not even be able to keep the shop.

We visited several stores in a row, and these clowns behaved the same way wherever they went.

They can't say anything is right, but they insist on buying it anyway, and then expect others to give it to them for free.

Before long, all the merchants on the street knew that a group of Qin envoys who were trying to force people to buy and sell had arrived!

"Gentlemen..." Zhang Erhe couldn't stand it anymore, "That's enough. If this gets out..."

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