The things on this stall are apparently very popular among the local residents, and these are the only ones left.
Seeing Wei Yunlan pointing out all of them, the stall owner's eyes lit up.
He asked with a grin.
Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun didn't understand what he was saying, but they had heard similar sentences before, so they guessed that he was asking, "Are you sure you want all of these?"
Wei Yunlan nodded vigorously again.
The shadow cast by the headscarf on the head just covers the thick and long eyelashes and black pupils.
Zou Yun exerted force on her palms, and used her internal force to break the two pieces of silver that Wei Yunlan had just handed to her into even smaller pieces. Each small piece was almost the same size as the silver beans that the old woman had taken out when she was buying things just now.
He took out a small piece and handed it to the stall owner.
The stall owner took it, weighed it in his hand, and then bit it with his teeth.
This behavior is exactly the same as that of the merchants in Dayong.
As expected, no matter where you are, the way everyone "recognizes money" is similar.
Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun bought more things than the old woman just now, so the stall owner gave them fewer small pieces of iron in return, only less than twenty pieces.
Perhaps seeing that they had bought all their things and could close the stall and go home early, the stall owner happily took out a piece of cake that someone had just brought in for trade from the cloth-covered basket behind him and gave it to Wei Yunlan and the others.
As he sent it out, he waved his hands and muttered something.
It is not difficult to guess that this sentence means, "No money, it's a gift for you."
The market is noisy, but there are also many repeated sentences that can be heard here.
After walking around the stalls, Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun had already understood some of the most frequently mentioned words.
Like, "How much?"
Another example is, “Not for sale.”
“Can it be cheaper?”
"The two people who were arguing just now, I guess the one buying things, said that the things sold by the stall owner are not fresh." Passing by a stall selling fresh poultry meat, a woman with a slightly plump figure and a khaki headscarf was throwing a plucked bird, slightly larger than a chicken, on the stall, with her hands on her hips and cursing.
Zou Yun moved closer to Wei Yunlan and whispered to her, "What the stall owner said is true. Don't talk nonsense. I will return your money and won't sell to you anymore."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the stall owner take out a dozen "small black pills" from the purse hanging on his waist and hand them to the woman who was standing with her hands on her hips and cursing.
The anger on the woman's face paused for a moment, then she took it with a cold snort, cursed again, turned around, took the money she had just returned, went to another stall not far away, and exchanged it for a slightly smaller bird.
Wei Yunlan noticed that the "coins" given out again were nearly half less than what the stall owner had just returned.
I guess when the stall owner returned the money, he deliberately paid a little more in order to keep the matter peaceful.
"It's really the same everywhere." Zou Yun and Wei Yunlan looked at each other and sighed.
"Let's walk around for a while and then go back." Wei Yunlan said in a low voice.
It’s not good to be out for too long.
There are about a hundred stalls in the market. In addition to those who set up stalls along the roadside, there are also people carrying baskets ready to barter at any time.
Wei Yunlan and her friends saw the "Mizhu" next door twice in the market.
She seemed to be bartering. A lot of the dried mosang flowers in the basket had been exchanged for other things. The whole basket looked full and heavy, and even her steps seemed slow.
Wei Yunlan didn’t know what other places in Shahe City were like, but judging from this market, the trading methods here seemed to be a little behind that of Dayong.
But the purchasing power of coins here is amazing, especially silver.
For example, the change I just used to buy llama cheese and llama milk was less than half a penny in total. If I had kept it in the capital, I probably wouldn't have been able to buy even one can of it.
The two pieces of silver that Wei Yunlan first gave to Zou Yun were broken into five pieces by Zou Yun.
Except for the first piece of llama cheese and llama milk they bought, the next four pieces were also exchanged for other things.
Cloth, food, and even ironware...
Holding the "little black pieces" returned by the stall owner in his hand, Wei Yunlan has figured out that these little black pieces used as currency are actually iron pieces.
There are flower-like patterns engraved on it, which should be the national flower of Mosan, the Mosan flower.
"The iron smelting technology here seems to be higher than that of Dayong." Zou Yun looked carefully at the shovel and spade they exchanged for a piece of silver.
Wei Yunlan couldn't tell the level of craftsmanship, but it was not difficult to judge that the iron ore resources here must be richer than those in Dayong.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many stalls selling ironware and farm tools in the market. In Dayong, these are all controlled and cannot be purchased at will.
"It would be great if we could bring back the iron ore here as well."
In that way, Dayong would no longer have to worry about farm tools and weapons.
Wei Yunlan muttered something in a low voice. Zou Yun shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's a little difficult."
Cloth and the like are easy to carry, but it would be too difficult to carry such heavy ore across the desert, over the mountains and across the rivers, all the way back.
After visiting the entire market, Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun had a basket full of things in their hands, plus a few jars tied with hemp ropes.
In addition, there were fifty or sixty small black Mosan coins in each of their purses.
"Let's go back first and don't make them wait anxiously." Wei Yunlan said softly.
The market was still crowded, but today's harvest was enough, so the two prepared to go home.
When coming here, I followed the woman next door, but there is no need to do that when going back, as both Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun have already memorized the route.
In order not to attract other people's attention, they deliberately took a detour along the direction they came from.
Choose to take detours on quiet and deserted paths.
The night is dark.
Leaving the bustling market, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Especially the path they chose is the quietest among the quiet.
Not long after entering the path, Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun slowed down at the same time and looked at each other.
They all saw the vigilance in each other's eyes.
Besides them, there is a third sound of footsteps in this box!
The sound was very soft. If one of them had not been trained since childhood and the other had not possessed extraordinary perception, they would not have noticed it at all.
Zou Yun nodded slightly towards Wei Yunlan.
The two men's steps became slower and slower, and they looked a little tired because they were carrying too heavy things.
Just at the corner of the road, they stopped at the same time in tacit understanding.
Then, Zou Yun turned around and grabbed the little hand that had touched the purse on his waist.
Caught the criminal red-handed.
It turned out to be a petty thief who wanted to steal money.
"hiss!"
The thief struggled twice but couldn't get free. He cursed, "What bad luck!"
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