Standing at the end of the line, Liu Mingyuan felt a mix of emotions. The familiar aroma of rice and potatoes kept stimulating his taste buds and challenging his preconceived notions.
Just then, Xia Yan clapped her hands again, attracting everyone's attention.
"Fellow villagers, besides food, our Mountain Goddess has also prepared other good things for you!"
As she finished speaking, several more carriages were pushed out from the back of the caravan.
The tarpaulin covering the truck was lifted, revealing a dazzling array of goods inside.
Wow! That's a pot!
A sharp-eyed woman exclaimed.
There were rows of brand-new iron pots, gleaming with a dark, dull sheen in the sunlight.
There are also matching spatulas and soup ladles next to it.
"And bowls and plates! Such beautiful bowls!"
On the other side, stacks of clean white porcelain bowls and plates were neatly arranged.
Some even have delicate patterns.
"My God! There's a hoe too! This hoe looks really useful!"
Several farmers were immediately drawn to the gleaming farm tools.
Brand new hoes, sickles, axes, and even oddly shaped iron plows.
"These scissors! They look so sharp!"
"And there's a needle and thread! This thread is so strong!"
"What's that? It's shiny and reflects light?"
A young woman pointed to a pile of small, exquisite mirrors and exclaimed in surprise.
Various daily necessities, from pots and pans to farm tools, and some exquisite little gadgets.
Items such as small mirrors, wooden combs, and hair accessories are readily available, dazzling the eye.
Moreover, the prices of these items are ridiculously low!
A fine iron pot only costs a few dozen coins!
The people were in an uproar again, rushing to the goods.
Liu Mingyuan stood at the end of the line, staring at the scene before him with eyes wide as bells.
The craftsmanship of these items is something that cannot be easily achieved in this era!
Especially...
He pushed through the crowd and rushed to a truck.
His gaze was fixed on the several transparent bowls placed on the car.
The bowl had extremely thin, crystal-clear walls that refracted a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.
"This is... a glass bowl?"
Liu Mingyuan's voice trembled slightly.
No! This is purer and more transparent than any glass he knows! This is clearly glass!
"A glass bowl?"
He gasped in shock, grabbed a glass bowl, his fingers trembling slightly.
How is that possible?
How can there be glass in this era?
He turned his head again and saw not only glass, but also soap and various other items...
Moreover, judging from the quantity, it is clearly not just one or two rare items, but goods that can be sold in bulk!
Xia Yan walked over with a smile, and seeing Liu Mingyuan's shocked expression, a knowing look flashed in her eyes.
"Lord Liu, are you satisfied with the goods from our barren mountain?"
Liu Mingyuan suddenly looked up, staring intently at Xia Yan, his voice hoarse.
"Where did you get all these things from?"
Why are there glass bowls and soap?
Xia Yan blinked innocently, her heterochromatic eyes appearing exceptionally pure.
“We’ve already said it, there are many factories set up in our barren mountains and all over Liang Kingdom.”
She tilted her head, seemingly puzzled.
"Our Mountain Goddess said that the people should be able to use good quality products at low prices. These pots, pans, farm tools and the like are naturally produced in our own factories."
She paused, then added.
"Lord Liu, don't you know?"
Liu Mingyuan's eyes widened again, and he opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
factory?
This word struck his mind like a thunderbolt!
Of course he knew what a factory meant!
But how can there be factories of this scale in this era and in this world?
They can even produce something as revolutionary as glass?
Seeing his dejected appearance, Xia Yan smiled slightly, leaned closer, and lowered her voice.
"Furthermore, Lord Liu, I know some of your secrets."
Liu Mingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her warily.
Xia Yan smiled mysteriously, her voice even lower, carrying a hint of seduction.
"I know you also come from the distant modern world, right?"
Liu Mingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted!
Xia Yan continued softly, "Actually, there are at least eight or ten thousand transmigrators like us on this desolate mountain!"
"boom!"
Liu Mingyuan felt as if something had exploded in his mind, and he stumbled, almost losing his balance.
He gripped the carriage shaft beside him, his face deathly pale, muttering to himself incessantly.
"Several thousand? That many?"
"How can there be so many..."
Xia Yan looked at his distraught appearance, a hint of warning in her eyes.
"So, Lord Liu, you mustn't think you're unique."
“Those so-called divine kingdoms outside of our Liang Kingdom also like to collect all sorts of time travelers.”
"However, they are not as merciful as our Mountain Goddess. They capture transmigrators mostly to do hard labor or to study them as novelties!"
"You'd better take it easy and not be too conspicuous, or you'll be in trouble if they spot you."
Liu Mingyuan shuddered, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
He stared blankly at Xia Yan, then at the dazzling array of goods, and at the people cheering with joy at having bought cheap food and supplies.
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