Lin Yajun carefully observed the people around her and discovered that people of this era, regardless of gender, liked to carry a cloth bag across their shoulder.

These cloth bags vary in size, some are exquisitely crafted, and are embroidered with beautiful patterns;

Some were made of brocade;

Some are rather simple, made of fabric in colors like blue, black, and gray.

Regardless of the type of cloth bag, they are all handmade.

This made Lin Yajun realize that this was a market full of potential.

Then look at those who don't carry large bags. When they want to pack something, they roll up a cloth to make a bundle and sling it over their shoulder. This method is simple, but not very convenient, and the bundle has limited capacity, which cannot meet people's daily needs.

Modern canvas bags, being durable and inexpensive, would certainly have fetched a good price in ancient times.

The more Lin Yajun thought about it, the more feasible her idea seemed. She decided to go back and take out a few canvas bags from her spatial storage to put in the shop and sell them to see if they would be popular.

The three of them walked back slowly. As they passed a clothing shop, Lin Yajun's gaze was drawn to a men's winter coat hanging in the shop. The outer layer of the cloak was made of blue satin, smooth in texture and shimmering with a faint luster; while the inner layer was made of soft fox fur, its color bright, as if one could feel its warmth.

Lin Yajun's eyes lit up, and she smiled at Zhao Canchen, saying, "Autumn is here, and winter will come soon. This cloak suits you very well, I'll buy it for you." Her voice was gentle, revealing her concern for Zhao Canchen.

Zhao Canchen was clearly surprised. He looked away from the cloak and at Lin Yajun, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

He shook his head and said softly, "No need, I have warm clothes, I don't need to buy a cloak."

Lin Yajun didn't give up. She smiled and leaned closer to Zhao Canchen, lowering her voice to say, "Didn't we just save five hundred taels of silver? Consider it a gift from the shopkeeper." Her tone was playful.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Canchen's lips curled into a slight smile, and he tried hard to suppress his laughter. He lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, then looked up at Lin Yajun, his eyes filled with even more obvious emotion.

Lin Yajun decisively told the shopkeeper, "I'll take this cloak."

Her gaze then fell on another seemingly ordinary fox fur coat. "And that black one, wrap it up for me too." This coat was for her father to wear when he guarded the gate; although the style was simple, it was very warm.

Finally, Lin Yajun picked out a tiger-skin short coat, which she bought for her brother. She carefully selected each piece of clothing, preparing a warm gift for her family.

The shopkeeper's face was beaming with joy. He had originally thought that this simply dressed customer was just browsing casually, but he hadn't expected the other party to be so generous as to buy three fur coats at once.

"The total is four hundred and eighty taels of silver, sir." The shopkeeper's voice revealed a hint of excitement. "This long fur coat is the most expensive, costing three hundred taels."

Lin Yajun smiled slightly and replied calmly, "Three hundred and eighty taels for three items, otherwise I won't buy them."

The shopkeeper was stunned. Usually, customers would pay the price he listed and few would haggle.

The shopkeeper quickly calculated in his mind. Although he would earn less, selling three fur coats at once would still yield a considerable profit. So, after a slight hesitation, he finally nodded, "Alright then, it'll be your price."

Seeing this, Lin Yajun smiled smugly and then winked at Zhao Canchen playfully.

Zhao Canchen understood immediately and whispered his praise, "Xiao Jun, you're really amazing! You saved a hundred taels of silver in one go."

Lin Yajun smiled happily, and then picked out two red fox fur scarves in the store.

She smiled and said, "These two woolen scarves, one for my mother and one for myself."

She placed the chosen items one by one into her younger brother's hands.

Lin Songhao was carrying a huge pile of colorful clothes, which were piled up like a small mountain, almost completely burying him. He had to stretch his neck to get his big head out of the pile.

He frowned and said to his sister Lin Yajun with a worried look, "Sister, you haven't even started earning money yet, and you've already spent several hundred taels of silver on these clothes. I'm afraid that's not a good idea."

Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly greeted him with a smile, handing Lin Songhao a pair of exquisite leather gloves and a pair of small leather boots, saying, "Young man, these two items are a gift from our shop, a small token of our appreciation."

Lin Songhao glanced at the shopkeeper, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the gift, saying, "Alright then." Having accepted the gift, he couldn't blame his sister for spending too much money.

After watching Lin Songhao accept the gift, Lin Yajun and Zhao Canchen fell silent. They exchanged a glance and chuckled softly.

Zhao Canchen knew in his heart that if he hadn't known beforehand that someone had given Lin Yajun a bag of gold, he probably would have stopped her from buying so many valuable things, just like Lin Songhao did.

After all, five hundred taels of silver is no small sum; it's enough to buy a small courtyard or a small shop in a slightly remote area.

The shopkeeper very considerately wrapped the items carefully and then offered warmly, "You've bought too many things; our shop can send someone directly to your home."

He did this partly because he had a lot of items and delivering them would be convenient for the customer; but on the other hand, he also had his own ulterior motives, which was to take this opportunity to get to know the customer's family so that he could continue to sell clothes to them in the future.

Lin Yajun was very satisfied with the shopkeeper's service, so she readily agreed to his suggestion and left her home address. Afterwards, the three of them leisurely continued their stroll home empty-handed.

As she walked, Lin Yajun suddenly stopped when she passed a weapons shop. She went into the shop, carefully selected some weapons, and finally bought an exquisitely crafted dagger for her younger brother, Lin Songhao.

"Brother Hao, here's a dagger for self-defense." Lin Yajun handed the dagger to Lin Songhao.

"Thank you so much, sister. You've gone to too much trouble." Lin Songhao happily took the dagger from his sister's hands.

His clear, large eyes were fixed intently on the dagger.

The dagger is exquisitely designed, with silver pieces inlaid on the scabbard that shimmer with a subtle light. The handle is comfortable to hold and feels very secure in the hand.