"What's wrong? Don't want to sell?" Mo Lan looked at the suspicious shopkeeper, a little confused.
"Ahem... Miss, you've misunderstood. How much do you want?"
The shopkeeper looked at Mo Lan, his slightly cloudy eyes revealing the shrewdness and calculation typical of a merchant, clearly treating Mo Lan as a spy.
“A thousand catties should be enough.” Although she was not an expert in farming, Mo Lan still sensed the hostility and wariness shown by the shopkeeper.
It's just buying seeds, isn't it?
Why make it so serious?
Hearing Mo Lan's tone, the shopkeeper was not pleased; instead, the hostility in his eyes intensified.
A little girl, asking for a thousand catties of seeds, is she making a fool of herself?
Just as he was about to say something in anger, he suddenly noticed Mo Lan's impatient expression. His heart skipped a beat, and he was extremely conflicted. He was afraid of losing business and also afraid of being taken advantage of by his competitors if he was not careful.
"Good seeds are carefully selected, with plump grains and many germinations, so the price is not low, eighteen copper coins per pound. If a young lady wants a thousand pounds, it will cost eighteen strings of cash..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish calculating the bill, Mo Lan pulled out a piece of silver and threw it over, saying, "Weigh it yourself."
She doesn't look like someone who buys grain.
Or is there something wrong with the clothes or appearance?
She'll find out later; if it's always this troublesome, she'll change careers and quit farming.
The shopkeeper instinctively caught the silver nugget that Mo Lan tossed to him, his face trembling with excitement.
"Please wait inside, young lady. I'll prepare the seeds for you right away."
That's great! The stockpiled wheat seeds have finally been sold.
He's being too petty.
I'm so ashamed!
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but glance at the equally bewildered passerby. It was all because of this person's gossip that he almost ruined his business.
The passerby's expression also turned sour. Remembering his mocking tone, he immediately fled, forgetting even to buy food.
Mo Lan sat in the shop, enjoying the VIP treatment. "Besides a thousand catties of wheat seeds, I also need some white radish and Chinese cabbage seeds, about three to five mu of each."
"Yes, yes, I've got it." The shopkeeper took the silver to weigh it, and Mo Lan made up the difference with some loose silver coins.
"Deliver it outside the city at Shenshi (3-5 PM) the day after tomorrow, so I can take it with me."
"Don't worry, young lady, I'll be there on time." Having already received the money, I wouldn't hesitate to deliver it to your door, let alone outside the city.
After settling the matter of the seeds, Mo Lan walked out onto the street again, looking at the crowds coming and going, and felt that she still needed to do something.
Just as she reached the entrance of the inn, Zhou Bo stopped her. "Thank you, young lady. Our escort agency is all right now."
"Oh? So fast?" Mo Lan looked at Zhou Bo, who had a grateful expression on his face. "Have you been waiting long?"
"It wasn't long before, and I'm truly grateful for your help this time, young lady."
If we wait for the lord to catch the real culprit, who knows how long it will take?
Thinking of this, Zhou Bo glanced at Mo Lan and couldn't help but chuckle. With this girl's abilities, they probably had no hope of clearing their names.
"I'd like to invite you to have some tea, young lady." Zhou Bo bowed respectfully.
"good."
As soon as the two sat down, the tea server warmly greeted them, quickly placing the tea-brewing stove on the tea table, along with several small dishes.
Besides the two small dishes of pastries, there were four small plates, each containing a pinch of scallions, ginger, and garlic. What Mo Lan found most unacceptable was a pinch of salt.
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