Manager Zhao stared at the kitchen knife for a long time, still unable to understand: how could this kitchen knife be polished so brightly and evenly, as if there were no impurities in the iron, so black that it shone?
At the same time, he glared at the shop assistant: "You can't even see such an obvious abnormality? With eyesight like that, you're not fit to work in a pawnshop."
When he looked at Mo Qianshang, he put on a kind expression: "Madam, it seems your family has fallen on hard times. How about I give you this knife for this price?"
Manager Zhao stretched out one palm and patted his left fist.
Fifty taels?!
The young man standing nearby looked surprised.
Mo Qianshang looked at Manager Zhao, smiled without saying a word: Fifty taels?
Manager Zhao was a seasoned veteran in the pawnshop business. Upon seeing Mo Qianshang's expression, he chuckled dryly and said, "How about you give me a price, Madam, and we can discuss it?"
Mo Qianshang held up one finger: "If this number isn't enough, I'll look elsewhere."
As she spoke, she showed no sign of nervousness and began packing her bags. Seeing her so composed, Manager Zhao became anxious and reached out to press down on the bundle: "Hey, hey, Madam, don't be in such a hurry. This is a sum of money; I need some time to think about it, don't I?"
His eyes lit up: "How about this, let's go upstairs to the second floor, have some tea, and chat slowly?"
Mo Qianshang wasn't buying it. She stood there and said, "One price. If the shopkeeper doesn't accept it, I'll really have to leave. I moved to a nearby village these past few days. I still have a lot of things to buy at home, so I can't waste too much time."
Seeing that Mo Qianshang was unmoved by reason, Manager Zhao had no choice but to say, "How about you let me take another look at this knife?"
Mo Qianshang didn't mind and took out the kitchen knife and gave it back to him. No matter how Zhao looked at it, he thought it was an excellent kitchen knife. If it were in the hands of a knowledgeable chef, who knows what price it would fetch.
Seeing that he was wavering, Mo Qianshang added one last bargaining chip: "How about this, one hundred taels, I'll sell it to you, and you don't need to give me a pawn ticket, I won't redeem it, how about that?"
Manager Zhao's eyes lit up.
In this way, he can directly find a buyer for the kitchen knife, and it might be converted into cash very quickly, which would be much more cost-effective.
When it's time to be decisive, you have to be decisive. Manager Zhao turned to the shop assistant and said, "Go and give the lady one hundred taels!"
After the waiter left, he turned to Mo Qianshang and asked, "May I try this knife?"
Mo Qianshang nodded, and Manager Zhao specially went to the back to bring over a cutting board and a piece of meat to try.
Mo Qianshang didn't even glance at the whole thing, only turning her head after Manager Zhao finished trying it: "Looks like our deal is done?"
Manager Zhao was carefully wiping the kitchen knife with a cloth: "It's done, I'll write the contract now!"
After pressing her fingerprints, Mo Qianshang checked the hundred taels of silver and found no problems. Manager Zhao, still holding the kitchen knife with some fondness, asked, "Madam, you said you just moved to a nearby village, but are you staying in Dongshan Village?"
Mo Qianshang shook her head: "No, I live on Qingping Mountain and plan to build my own house there. By the way, I'm new here, could you tell me what good carpentry shops, blacksmith shops, rice shops, and the like are on this street?"
Once Manager Zhao learned that Mo Qianshang could read, he immediately drew her a map of the surrounding streets and marked all the places she wanted to go.
"Thank you very much. I will come back to you again if I find anything good in the future."
Shopkeeper Zhao smiled and saw her out of the shop, thinking to himself that this Lady Mo must have some money to spare!
After leaving the pawnshop, Mo Qianshang went not to other shops, but to the street corner where carriages and carts were gathered, and drivers were waiting to pick up passengers.
After renting a cart, Mo Qianshang went to the cloth shop and bought a lot of cloth. She also bought rice and flour at the rice shop. She went to seven or eight places before returning to Qingping Mountain. Mo Qianshang even asked the driver to take a detour to avoid encountering the villagers of Yongshou Village and getting into any unnecessary trouble.
"Sister, this is the highest my car can go."
The driver wiped the sweat from his brow, looked up at the narrow mountain road of Qingping Mountain, and felt helpless.
Mo Qianshang waved her hand: "It's okay, put your things down, someone from home will come and help you move them."
After the driver left, Mo Qianshang put all her things into the system, carried a bundle, and went up the mountain.
Although the system has never emphasized its storage function, it actually has many slots where she can put all her things and the system can calculate the total price. There are ten slots, which means that as long as she puts in no more than ten different kinds of things at a time, she doesn't need to worry about the weight.
She put heavy things like rice and flour inside, and carried the seasonings herself.
Before descending the mountain, she marked a spot on a tree with a large red cloth, making it easy to find her way back.
When she got nearby, she took all the things she had bought out of the system and put them on the ground, then carried some of them toward the tent.
"Mother is back!"
The tent had transparent windows, and when the children heard footsteps, they immediately saw Mo Qianshang approaching and crawled out of the tent one by one.
Xiao Yao was resting when she heard them calling and came out.
"I bought a lot of things, they're over there, could you bring them to me?"
Little Yao and her children followed Mo Qianshang for a few dozen meters, and their eyes widened in surprise: "Why did you buy so many things!"
Mo Qianshang, however, quite enjoys spending money, and it makes her feel happy: "We'll need a lot of things for our new home. By the way, do you know how to make clothes?"
Little Yao nodded: "I can still make clothes, but I can only make ordinary ones."
"That's enough, as long as we can wear them." Mo Qianshang said, picking up the fabric and handing it to Xiao Yaoshi. "These are for you, one set for each of you. I don't know exactly how many we need, but there should be enough fabric."
Little Yao stared blankly at the cloth. She had no idea how long it had been since she had seen new fabric. Thinking back, the last time was probably on her wedding day.
Although it was called a wedding, nothing actually happened. She was taken away by Liu Dashan. Later, her mother tearfully gave her a new dress, which she has been wearing ever since.
Mo Qianshang carried the rice bag and flour bag, and the children each took one or two items, and they all moved them into the tent.
"I didn't buy much, since we're only staying in these tents temporarily. The workers will arrive at the foot of the mountain early tomorrow morning. Xiao Yao, could you go down and pick them up for me?"
Xiao Yao was counting the fabric dimensions when she heard this and nodded: "Okay, no problem. By the way, this fabric is enough for the five of you!"
Mo Qianshang looked up: "Five people? What are you talking about? You and Xiaoyun are included!"
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