However, the consequences of violating the regulations are also serious.
If someone causes trouble in the city, they will not only be beaten up, but also driven out of the city, and will never be allowed to enter again.
They were only allowed to enter the city again if they paid a fine consisting of a certain number of cattle and sheep.
If someone commits the same offense again, the fine will double, with each offense doubling in severity, until there is no more money left to fine them, at which point they will be taken as a slave.
Of course, over the past few months, the surrounding tribes have learned the rules.
Those who couldn't control their tempers all behaved themselves after being flogged and fined at the city lord's mansion.
There are reasons why Mida City handled the situation so leniently.
Now, the small city of Mida is probably the place with the most concentrated military power on the grassland, and also the safest place.
Now, apart from a dozen or so landlords who don't know kung fu, the rest of the porters and guards in the city are all strong and capable of fighting anyone.
Moreover, there is the Lei Zi Battalion outside the city and guards in the city lord's mansion. With just one order, a hundred cavalrymen can be sent out to fight. There is no need to worry about the Di people clashing with the Wu Dynasty people.
The dumpling shop owner's reminder clearly did not quiet the group down. One of them suddenly stood up and shouted, "Do you know who we are? We come from the famous Southern Tribe! You Wu Chao pig, why don't you kneel down and serve us!"
The dumpling shop owner exclaimed, "Hey! Who are you, you three-mouthed bumpkin? What kind of nobodies are you? You're just some nobody I've never heard of!"
"You've been cooped up in that tiny hole for too long, and now you've got the nerve to come all the way to Mida City and cause trouble. If it weren't inconvenient to fight, I'd beat a few of you barbarians so badly they wouldn't even know their mothers!"
The boss spoke fluent Di language and launched into a string of curses without even taking a breath.
He was one of the first to arrive in Mida City, and he had seen this situation several times before, so he was already experienced.
That Di person had never been insulted by the Wu Dynasty people before, and he jumped up to attack them.
The boss chuckled, put his hands on his hips, and shouted to the people behind him, "Brothers, someone's bringing us cattle and sheep! Come out quickly!"
At his shout, a group of people rushed out of the kitchen. Although they were all carrying kitchen knives, cutting boards, rolling pins, and fire pokers, they were all big and burly men with a fierce aura, no less imposing than the Di people.
The guard holding the solid wood chopping board glared around the room and shouted in the Wu Chao language, "Which blind fool brought cattle and sheep? Grandpa will treat him to the chopping board."
The Di people didn't understand what he said, but they understood the situation. This was Wu Dynasty territory, and they couldn't cause trouble.
Seven or eight men came out of the kitchen, and the Wu Dynasty people passing by on the street were still looking in, their eager expressions showing no fear...
The leader of the Di tribesmen pressed his men down and said in a stern voice, "We're here to eat, not to fight!"
Nanka is the tribal chief, and his trip to Mida City wasn't simply to cause trouble; his primary goal was to buy the salt that the tribe desperately needed.
Moreover, although this Mida City is located on the Dilu grassland, it is clearly inhabited mostly by people from the Wu Dynasty.
Pressed down by the chief, the Di people could only stare wide-eyed and obediently sit down.
The dumpling vendor was clearly familiar with this situation. Seeing that the Di people didn't cause any trouble, he started doing business, serving pot after pot of piping hot dumplings to the table.
These Di people weren't used to using chopsticks, so they just grabbed the dumplings with their hands. The dumplings were so hot that they cried out in pain, which attracted the attention of the kitchen staff who crowded at the door to watch: "Look at these barbarians, they're so stupid. They were just trying to cause trouble in Mida City."
Although they were still seething with anger, the delicious mutton dumplings calmed the Di people down for the time being.
After wolfing down several pounds of dumplings, the few Di people nearly jumped up again when it came time to pay the bill.
The cost of dumplings is roughly equivalent to half a sheep.
It's so dark! It's incredibly dark!
The dumpling shop owner pointed to the price list hanging on the wall and said to the group, "Mida City never overcharges its customers; all prices are posted on the wall."
White flour dumplings, fresh mutton filling, and scallions transported from afar—everything costs money, but you chose it yourselves.
"Eight catties of dumplings in total, plus two jugs of wine, and it only cost you nine hundred coins. Not expensive at all."
Several people's faces were already red from holding their breath. They really hadn't noticed the few lines of words on the wall, and besides, they wouldn't recognize them even if they had.
But now that the dumplings are in my stomach, I can't spit them out.
The leader, Nanka, pulled out his money pouch from his pocket, painfully counted out the money for dumplings, and angrily said, "You Wu Dynasty people are all wicked! From now on, I'll make you kneel before me and lick my boots!"
The dumpling shop owner wasn't afraid of his outrageous remarks; he used to say even harsher things, but now he's more obedient.
He took back his money for the dumplings and chuckled, "Okay! I'll wait for you here! You still have to pay for the dumplings."
Nanka led a few members of his tribe out of the dumpling shop. Although he was indignant, he was immediately drawn to other novel items.
When they saw white salt in a wooden basin at the Lin family's department store, their eyes widened in amazement.
This time they learned to ask for the price first, and they were all prepared to hear a high price, but the number they received was unexpectedly low.
"Is it really true that you can exchange just one sheep for ten bags of salt?" South Carolina asked cautiously.
Lin's shopkeeper said gently, "Warrior, buy with confidence! We are a designated salt and tea retailer in Mida City, and all prices are the same, no higher than the prices of traveling merchants before."
In the past, when caravans traveled to every tribe on the grasslands, all the risks were passed on to the price, which was sky-high.
Now, caravans only need to deliver goods to Mida City, allowing the Di people to buy them themselves. There is no longer any risk, so the prices are naturally lower.
Moreover, Song Liyun specifically explained the low price to the merchants.
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