Thinking of her identity, Mo Lan's eyes lit up. She was a mountain bandit. Although she disdained robbing and plundering, she was still interested in things like robbing the rich to help the poor.
Mo Lan and Hua Bao chose a new inn to stay in. After resting for a while, they went out again. While looking for an inn, she thought she saw a pawnshop.
Mandala still had several sets of gold and silver jewelry given to her by Hu Biao. Since she wouldn't wear them anyway, it was easier to pawn them.
"Miss, what are we doing at the pawnshop?" Hua Bao asked Mo Lan, puzzled.
“Of course I’ll pawn it.” Mo Lan held up the small bundle in her hand and stepped inside.
"Oh, please come in, young lady. What would you like to pawn?" The waiter looked at Mo Lan solicitously. People who walked into a pawnshop were usually in trouble.
"Let your manager take a look at the jewelry." Mo Lan glanced at him and placed the bundle on the table.
"Please wait a moment, young lady. I'll get the manager right away." The waiter poured Mo Lan a cup of tea and quickly ran towards the side gate.
A moment later, an old man with a goatee walked over with his hands behind his back. "Young lady, you want to pawn jewelry? Let me make it clear first, we don't accept things of dubious origin."
Mo Lan put down her teacup and looked at the shopkeeper, whose eyes were gleaming with shrewdness, especially his goatee, which looked ridiculous.
"A shopkeeper should welcome customers from all directions with a smile when opening the door to do business. You haven't even looked at what I brought, yet you're already trying to intimidate people? What if someone with a weak heart is scared into tears by you?"
Mo Lan's direct retort startled the shopkeeper, whose expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Everyone who came to their pawnshop to pawn things was only interested in getting as much money as possible, and they all wanted to say nice things.
Today is quite unusual; I've run into a layman.
"Young lady, you don't understand. This is a pawnshop, which is different from other shops. The items we accept must have a provenance. If we get an item of dubious origin and end up with it, wouldn't we lose money?"
"Really? I don't know anything about that. But when people come to pawn something, they're usually secretive. Do you expect me to investigate their household registration? You need to understand, this is a pawnshop, not a government office. It's not good to overstep your bounds."
I dare not say how the pawnshops were regulated in the later period, but there were definitely no such rules during this time.
The boy with the goatee saw that they were girls and wanted to do something wicked.
Seeing his embarrassed expression, Mo Lan shook her head helplessly and picked up the bundle on the table. "Sigh, I just wanted to pawn some of my dowry, but I didn't expect there to be so many rules. Hua Bao, let's go, I remember there's a pawnshop up ahead."
"Please wait, young lady." The man with the goatee saw Mo Lan getting up to leave and quickly stopped her. "Please don't misunderstand, young lady. It's our shop's practice to inquire about a customer's belongings. If you have any difficulties, we can make an exception."
"Heh~, no need. I'll be the object, you pay the money, it's a fair trade, and we'll settle the transaction. How come you're saying I'm the one who benefits? That's ridiculous. I've never seen business done like this before."
As Mo Lan spoke, her eyes held an undisguised mockery.
"You...you girl, how can you be so ungrateful?"
The old man with the goatee blushed with embarrassment, and his finger pointing at Mo Lan trembled slightly.
"Hmph, you think you can just leave our pawnshop so easily after you've entered?"
"Hey, Hua Bao, have we walked into a rip-off shop? What bad luck!"
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