When we arrived at the largest brothel in Liangzhou, we saw two brokers standing at the door soliciting customers.
Yashi was a place for business in ancient times, where houses, people, livestock, and even land were sold.
"Gentlemen, what would the young lady like to buy?"
A trafficker in his early twenties came forward and greeted him enthusiastically. He was a livestock dealer.
There was a drought this year and life was difficult. He hadn't made any orders for half a month. If this continued, his family would not be able to make ends meet this month.
Another pawnbroker looked at Gao Zhijun and the others with disdain. They looked so poor, even poorer than he was. What could such people buy? Perhaps they were here to sell themselves?
Gao Zhijun and Huo Jinqian both noticed the broker's contempt, but they didn't take it to heart. After all, they came to buy an ox cart, not to compete for wealth.
There are people who look down on others everywhere, and they can't get angry at them.
"Hello, we want to buy cattle."
Gao Zhijun politely stated the purpose of her visit.
"If you want to buy cattle, come to me. I'm the cattle seller. Just follow me."
The broker happily stated his identity.
He was just thinking that if he didn't place an order, he would not be able to make ends meet, but he didn't expect that God would send him business.
Judging from the way they were dressed, they were not from a wealthy family and could not afford a good cow. Even with a poor quality cow, he could still earn one or two taels of silver, which was enough for his family's living expenses for a month.
"Tsk, you look so poor, a bunch of poor people, what's there to be happy about.
Even if they buy cattle, they only make a small profit, so what's there to be happy about?"
The other dealer sneered and said contemptuously, which made the dealer's smile a little stiff and embarrassed. Even if others could not afford good cattle, they were still customers. How could he treat customers like this?
"Gentlemen and ladies, he wasn't talking about you. I hope you don't mind. Let's go!"
The livestock dealer tried to smooth things over and apologized on behalf of the other dealer.
"Sixth Brother, am I wrong?
Look at how poor they look. How can they be worthy of being a gentleman or a lady? How can they afford to buy a cow?
Don't work so hard, only to end up with nothing and become a laughing stock.
The other dealer didn't appreciate it; he just couldn't stand it. They were just country folk digging for food in the fields, so why were they pretending to be so high-handed and coming here to buy cows? Could they even afford it?
Otherwise, let's all the villagers pool their money to buy a cow.
The smile on the yamen's face could no longer be suppressed. What was Lao Sun trying to do?
I don’t know. Don’t you see through it but not say it out loud?
Even if they are poor and cannot afford good cows, at least the cows they can buy are better than their own.
How good is the relationship between him and me?
I'm so poor that I have to work for my employer here and can barely make ends meet.
Don't laugh at the pot calling the kettle black!
Gao Zhijun couldn't stand it any longer. Being poor wasn't a sin, so why should she feel inferior? "How good are you? You still have to look down on us.
Whether we can afford it or not is none of your business.
I didn't know that the clients in the pawnshop were so naive and looked down on others, flattering the powerful and bullying the weak."
"You, you are so sharp-tongued. I won't argue with a shrew."
Another broker was so angry at Gao Zhijun's words that he almost vomited blood, but he couldn't refute what she said. He had to please others for his survival.
It would be fine if they were dignitaries, but why should he greet those country people who were poorer than him with a smile?
"Of course you can't be on the same level as a shrew, because you are worse than a shrew."
The harm is not great, but the regret and humiliation are great.
"I offer you this: there is no hierarchy among people, no distinction between noble and humble jobs, only truth, goodness, and beauty among people."
Gao Zhijun didn't want to pay any more attention to him after she finished speaking, and then she said to the broker, "Please take us to buy a cow."
The thief woke up and said happily, "Gentlemen and ladies, please follow me."
After listening to Gao Zhijun's theory, Huo Jinqian was deeply shocked by her words.
“There is no hierarchy among people, no distinction between noble and humble jobs, only truth, goodness and beauty among people!”
Huo Jinqian muttered to himself and followed behind.
Only the other yazi was left stamping on the ground, looking viciously at Gao Zhijun's back as she walked away.
The cattle shed is at the very end of the Yashi. There are many sheds there, including cow sheds, mule sheds, donkey sheds, and horse sheds.
When we arrived at the cowshed, there were forty or fifty cows inside.
"We want to buy an oxcart, the kind with a carriage. How many people can sit in one oxcart?"
Gao Zhijun thought that there should be four or five hundred people in Huojia Village and her grandmother's family, and she wondered how many ox carts she would need to buy.
"If the carriage is large, it can seat about twenty people. If it is small, it can seat fifteen people. I wonder if the young lady would like the large or small carriage."
The broker told Gao Zhijun that there were two types of carriages, one for fifteen people and one for twenty people.
After hearing this, Gao Zhijun knew how many ox carts she needed to buy.
Seventeen large carriages were purchased. They had three ox carts, which could be used to transport the large carriages.
For the rest, she wanted to buy a carriage.
My grandmother and grandparents were old and uncomfortable riding in an ox cart, so they rode in a horse carriage. The children also rode in a horse carriage.
"We need large carriages. About twenty-three large carriages."
Gao Zhijun wanted to buy seventeen cows and three horses, which would require twenty-three large carriages.
After hearing so much, Yazi was shocked. This was a big customer, and he must serve him well.
"Okay, I'll take you to pick one."
Yazi took Gao Zhijun and the others to a yard full of carriages.
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