Upon seeing this, Pei Shijiu instinctively stepped in front of Qiao Lian'er, a wary look on his face. Qiao Lian'er could tell that he meant no harm, so she stepped forward.
The boy approached the two of them. He was lean and looked very agile. He spoke in a string of words, which Qiao Lian'er couldn't understand. She shook her head and prepared to leave.
The boy quickly took two more steps, seemingly switching to a different language, which Qiao Lian'er still couldn't understand.
Seeing her blank expression, the boy immediately switched to a third language.
Qiao Lian'er realized that the other party spoke multiple languages, but she didn't know if they spoke Chinese, so she waited patiently.
Finally, they switched to the sixth language. The boy asked in a slightly broken but clear Chinese, "Are you two esteemed guests from the Central Plains?"
Pei Shijiu was amazed. This person was so young, yet he knew so many languages. He was really amazing.
Even the most fluent diplomatic envoys in the capital city can only speak eight languages at most, so this young man probably knows more than eight.
To avoid being recognized by Boss Zuo's men, Qiao Lian'er wore a veiled hat, and Pei Shijiu also wore a bamboo hat.
The boy couldn't get a good look at their faces, so he stopped looking at them.
Qiao Lian'er said, "That's right, we are from the Central Plains. May I ask what brings you here?"
"Well, my name is Danso, and I'm a local. I speak thirteen languages, including your Middle-earth language. I see you're new here and unfamiliar with the place. Do you need a translator?"
It turns out they came here to be translators. Qiao Lian'er hadn't thought about this before, but since they were here and couldn't speak the language, having a translator would be much more convenient.
He took out a few pieces of gold from his sleeve and placed them in his palm.
But Solo's eyes lit up. He had never received so much money before; it was enough for him and his sister to have meat and vegetables for a year.
He quickly bowed and scraped to Qiao Lian'er: "Where are you going? Who do you want to talk to? I'll take you there."
It seems that Danso is very familiar with the area.
"There's a caravan led by Boss Zuo that comes here to select stones. I wonder if they've arrived yet."
"So it's Boss Zuo. I know him. They come every two months for large-scale transactions. They arrived last night and are currently selecting stones."
But as he spoke, So led them up the mountain.
After crossing this mountain, a different situation arises. Several mountains stretch out in a vast area, divided into several large regions. Mining is taking place in each region, with the army and guards standing by to supervise and ensure that no one is tampering with the equipment.
Dansuo explained that these miners are also local civilians who can earn a fixed income every day, which is in the middle range for local civilians. If they collect waste materials on the lower mountain, their income may be more or less, and it is not so stable.
Standing beside the army and guards were several experienced appraisers, who had sharp eyes and could quickly distinguish valuable stones.
But So's gaze fell on a little girl who looked to be just over eight years old in the crowd. The little girl wasn't as dark-skinned as some others; she also had a pair of bright black eyes and rather pretty features. Despite being pushed and shoved by the crowd with her slender legs, she gritted her teeth and worked silently.
"Such a young girl, picking up stones too?" Qiao Lian'er couldn't help but ask.
"Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it. There are many children here who have lost their parents. A little girl like her only gets about 30% of what adults get in a day, which is enough to fill her up to about 70 or 80 percent."
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