When Zhao Jun left, the trade had just started a few days ago.
Although they had made a good start, many people came over from both local and outside the country.
But three months later, when Zhao Jun stood at the entrance of the market again.
I was still shocked by the scene before me.
This place has become a huge trading market.
Her market was originally built on a very large scale, and when they left, the stalls here only occupied less than one-third of the space.
But now, at a glance, all the stalls are packed.
Many people have even set up their stalls outside the main entrance because there is no room inside.
This scene reminded Zhao Jun of the most famous crowded night market street in modern times.
What’s more important is that at least half of the people here are not locals.
There weren't that many people doing business in the north, and Zhao Jun could barely recognize half of the outsiders.
They should be the people from outside the Great Wall next door, but there are some who don’t look like they are from outside the Great Wall. I don’t know where they came from.
Everyone was in great shock.
Qingliu Fusu couldn't believe that there had been such a big change in just three months.
When Xiao He came here for the first time, he couldn't believe that there was such a big market here.
Wang Li stood by and looked at the expressions of Zhao Jun and the others with some pride.
"Everyone, how is it? It's changed a lot, right?"
Wang Li led them and slowly squeezed into the crowd.
"It seems that many people here are neither from the North nor from outside the Great Wall. Where do they come from?"
Qingliu asked with some curiosity. What’s more important is that these people really stand out in appearance.
Almost everyone, regardless of gender, has long curly hair, prominent facial features, and different eye colors.
The others looked at Wang Li curiously, while also observing those people silently.
"Those are Tibetans from further away. They look very different from us."
"How did they get here?"
Zhao Jun asked.
"That's a long story." Wang Li began excitedly.
"Before, it was people from outside the Great Wall who came here one after another, but one time a Tibetan merchant passed by and came to the mutual trade market and was immediately attracted by this place."
"He said we have a wide range of products here so he doesn't have to travel long distances to other places, and the prices are very reasonable, so he comes here often."
"Not only that, he later brought many people from their country to trade, and also brought a lot of new and interesting things."
"My Lord, my Lord, look, this is a Tibetan specialty that is quite popular in the North."
Wang Li took them to a stall and pointed at the things on it.
“It’s this kind of mushroom that tastes really good.”
Zhao Jun recognized what was on the man’s stall at a glance.
It is called a mushroom, but it is actually the modern matsutake mushroom. How can it not be delicious?
Several people gathered around the stall out of curiosity. The Tibetan boss knew they were big customers as soon as he saw their attire, and he quickly entertained them warmly.
"Hello, just take a look."
The boss spoke very unstandard Chinese and only said these two sentences over and over again.
Fusu and Xiao He were still wondering how merchants who couldn't understand Chinese could communicate with each other.
Suddenly, I followed the boss's movements and saw the direction of his finger.
It was a Chinese playing card with prices written on it.
Now everyone understood without Wang Li having to explain.
"I didn't expect these foreigners to be so smart." Fusu couldn't help but nod in admiration.
"Yes, these businessmen are the most shrewd." Wang Li said.
Since we are here shopping, how can we miss shopping?
Zhao Jun waved his hand and quickly bought some matsutake mushrooms.
Suddenly her eyes caught sight of another pile of things in front of the Tibetan merchant's stall, and she asked the boss to buy some as well.
"What's this?"
Qingliu asked in confusion.
Wang Li didn't often go to the market, so he didn't know much about many things.
Of course Zhao Jun recognized that thing.
Saffron from the Western Regions is a good medicinal herb, especially commonly used by women.
She pulled Qingliu's ear and whispered a few words in her ear.
Qingliu's face flushed slightly, and she quickly took the things handed to her by the stall owner.
Zhao Jun didn't waste any time and quickly took the others somewhere else.
Although there are many vendors in the market and it is very dense, there are several paths for people to walk.
The vendors will not take the initiative to block the road. Although it is crowded, it looks very organized.
Zhao Jun found the fun of shopping as he did before and took Qingliu to look around.
Fusu and Xiao He fell behind, but they couldn't help but glance around, and occasionally they would see something very new and interesting.
After a while, several people smelled a fragrance at the same time.
Qingliu Fusu felt that the fragrance was very familiar.
Zhao Jun already understood and followed the smell to the surrounded vendor.
Sure enough, I saw someone familiar.
The three Wang brothers and Li Futian were the ones who were busy.
The fragrance came from the skewers of meat that were constantly being turned over by several people.
Qingliu Fusu and others also followed and obviously saw it too.
"Boss, give us thirty skewers of mutton."
Zhao Jun shouted as he squeezed through the crowd with a smile.
Li Futian was busy and shouted as he looked up.
"You have to queue up, there are dozens of skewers ahead of you."
As soon as he finished shouting, he saw a familiar smiling face standing in front of him.
"Zhao, Master Zhao, you're back!"
His shout attracted the Wang brothers behind him.
When they saw her, they were all stunned and were about to salute her when they were stopped by Zhao Jun.
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