A young man in brocade clothes asked, "Aren't you afraid that those untouchables may have the plague?"

Zhang Zhen said, "Nephew Zhao, I told you before that this plague breaks out very quickly. Once infected, one cannot survive more than a day. If these untouchables were really infected with the plague, they would have died long ago. How could they have come here?"

Hearing these nobles calling them "pariahs" left and right, Pei Yun became furious, especially when he heard them call him "anal dogs" and "foot-warming maids", which made him extremely disgusted with these nobles.

The status of common people is so low in the eyes of these nobles, so wouldn't he, a bandit, be at the bottom of the contempt chain?

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. If you get sick from anger, no one will be able to replace you.

Pei Yun comforted himself and watched these nobles walk away. He still had some masks left.

He thought for a while and said, "Jia Zuo, Jia You, take the remaining masks to Ping An Lane and sell them. We'll sell as many as you can."

"Jia Quan, let's go back."

…

Inside the inn.

Pei Yun took out the money from selling masks and counted it, a total of 1,320 taels.

Among them, one thousand taels were banknotes and three hundred and twenty taels were silver.

Silver notes can be exchanged at any money shop in any town. Pei Yun plans to put the one thousand taels aside first and keep some money in his hand.

Three hundred and twenty taels, fifty taels were kept, and the rest were all exchanged as balance.

The balance in the mall has reached 150,000.

After Jia Zuo and Jia You come back, we'll see if the balance can reach 200,000. We'll have to go back to the mountain stronghold. The food left in the stronghold is only enough for seven days, and three days have already passed.

If they don't go back, I'm afraid the thieves will become restless. If they all run away, all the previous training will be in vain.