The days when I purchased goods in the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 9 Wind Evil?

It is very convenient to enter and leave the city. The "red guys" at the city gate just casually touched Ye Xun's luggage, not even interested in looking through it, and let them go without questioning anything.

Speaking of Chi Lao, it was a new word that Ye Xun just heard yesterday. It was the name that many people privately used for the red-shirted soldiers of the dynasty. Based on the few words of the Modu dialect that he mastered, it was probably not a good word.

It’s no wonder that the common people are full of breath. The attitude of these red vests towards the common people is really not good. When you are happy, you should do what you want. When you are unhappy, there are a hundred ways to kill you, a hundred ways.

Thinking about that Wang Yuan, he probably already counted as a well-meaning person in the army. Ye Xun only realized what that bastard's smile meant when he looked back now. He and the others knew that there would be no food to grow in late autumn and winter. If you do mental arithmetic without intention, then you belong to the group of refugees.

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The feeling of stepping into the town again is still novel, and there is a sense of sight of traveling in the film and television city.

Inside the city gate is a very open square. Except for the big soldiers, there are only some civilians entering and leaving the city on the square, and they can’t stay too long. They have to walk five to sixty meters and then cross an inland river that runs through the town. To the living quarters of the people.

The river is about ten meters wide. According to the simple map on the notice board inside the city gate, a stone bridge has been built near each of the four city gates to cross the river. If there is a war, this big river will become the last line of defense for the city. line of defense.

Ye Xun estimated that the enemy was really going to break into the gate of the city, no matter how wide the river was, it would be just a show.

After all, the entire Wujiang Town is only ten miles long and seven or eight miles wide, and one mile is about 400 meters. It is only fifteen or six square kilometers, which is not as big as a district in Jianye City. The area is surprisingly small.

It is a small miniature city. Whenever the enemy breaks into the city gate, they can fart half of the city. If the east of the city sneezes, the west of the city can hear it and hit it with a hammer.

No wonder Huizong of Song Dynasty loved to admire stones so much that he dared to exchange them for cities—there are so many small towns like Wujiang Town in the Song Dynasty.

What's wrong with my majestic king of a country who scattered a few cities for his lifelong hobby?
Sprinkle water.

After passing through a somewhat desolate area, until he detoured out of the dilapidated housing area where he stayed overnight, Ye Xun finally saw a bright light in front of him. There were all kinds of shop signs oncoming, and the aroma of various foods entered his nostrils. He swallowed hard.

Recalling the four steamed buns in the morning, I just ate two of them, and my stomach couldn’t hold it any longer. Who knew that I was hungry again within two hours. For Ye Xun, who lives in the East China city all the year round, the steamed buns are really full again Paradoxical food that does not fight hunger.

The difficulty is that there is no money in his pocket, otherwise he would have a whole bowl of mutton soup to warm his body.

If I had known it earlier, I would have put the remaining two steamed buns in my pocket.

The poor children looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and walked through the "dining street" without squinting, and finally arrived at the commercial street in the town. The shops on the roadside are full of all kinds of small commodities, some of which are for girls' homes. There are rouge and gouache shops, porcelain shops selling daily necessities, and many colorful handmade gadgets. It’s hard to say how exquisite it is, but it’s really interesting to look at.

After passing by two shops with the word "Quality" written on their signboards, Ye Xun finally stopped in front of the third shop.

He was a little curious about what this store was for, and there were actually three stores on two streets.

Lifting off the heavy windshield curtain, Ye Xun cautiously peeked in. After seeing a row of strict iron railings and a small counter in the middle, he immediately reacted.

It turned out to be a pawn shop.

Speaking of the word Zhipu, he still learned it when he was a child. In the Song Dynasty, the names of the pawnshops in the north and the south were different. The shop, I didn't expect to forget about it after I really came to the Song Dynasty. Fortunately, he still sells antiques, ashamed.

The man sitting at the counter was greeting the guests, and when he saw Ye Xun, he immediately greeted him, "It's so cold standing outside the door, sir, hurry up and sit down!"

Ye Xun thought for a while, I'll just go in and see if I don't spend money, so it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
Thinking about it, he happily entered the door.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll greet you right away!" This man looked about forty years old, with a mustache, and he was shrewd at first glance. The voice shopkeeper also makes sense.

Hearing this, Ye Xun nodded and sat down, looking at the two people in front of him with great interest. One of the guests looked familiar from the side, and at this time, regardless of the outsiders appearing next to him, he begged bitterly: "Shopkeeper, You can see that this finger is very warm and moist, and the jade material is even better. It cost more than twice as much to buy it at the beginning, and only 20 taels is too low. Can you raise your hand and increase the price by a few cents?"

The sad and anxious expression on the man's face successfully brought back Ye Xun's memory.

Isn't this the brother who asked for directions in the carriage yesterday?
Now that he is in a hurry to sell close-fitting finger rings, it is estimated that his daughter's situation is not too optimistic.

His eyes shifted to the finger. Although Ye Xun didn't know much about jade and jade, he could tell that it was a good thing with a glance. Very comfortable.

As for whether there are any impurities in it, you have to take a closer look at it. In short, the quality is quite good at first glance, and it should be a high-end product of Hetian material.

Ye Xun's heart fluttered instantly.

20 taels should refer to silver, and I don't know how much it is converted into soft sister coins.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper frowned, and shook his hand with an exaggerated expression: "Guest officer, you are wrong! Take a look at our products, nothing is worse than yours, there is no one The number of pieces received exceeds this number! What's more, 20 taels is enough for our small people to live for a year and a half, and you don't think this is too little?"

20 taels is enough for the whole family to live a few months?Ye Xun was taken aback when he heard this, and thought about it secretly.

It seems that this finger ring is really valuable, and if it is really sold in the shop, combined with what Lu Manan said above, it may not be worth 50 taels.

Properly high-end goods!
Ye Daoye's heart was even more itchy, and he wished he could go up and eat it for the business. If such good food was placed in the market in 21 years, it would be no problem to sell it for tens of thousands.

Too bad he didn't dare.

In the antique market 1000 years later, it is still impossible to pry the corner of the business in front of buyers and sellers, let alone the more disciplined Northern Song Dynasty?

If you really want to make a noise to cut off the goods, the shopkeeper might want to tell him the truth.

The face of the middle-aged man changed a few times, and he could see that there must be a fierce battle between heaven and man in his mind.

The shopkeeper didn't rush, just played with the walnuts in his hand, and sipped a small tea from time to time. It looked like a contemporary successful person who lived a very good life.

He looked like he was sure of the guests.

Ye Xun on the other side also thought the same way, Brother Ma almost wrote on his face that I was poor in money, and threw himself into the arms of the pawn shop, then he would just put his head on the chopping board and wait for others to kill him Make it up?
In other words, he might not be so ruthless, but it is inevitable that he will make a fortune.

Otherwise, I'm sorry for myself.

Unexpectedly, both of them guessed wrong—after the middle-aged man struggled for a while, he shook his head in despair, gritted his teeth and said, "No, forget it if you don't have 30 taels, I'll go and ask elsewhere."

Ye Xun felt his little heart skip a beat.

He got up abruptly, and went straight to the door.

The shopkeeper asked from behind: "Guest officer, please don't leave, I will entertain you soon!"

Ye Xun clutched his stomach: "Suddenly my stomach hurts, I'll come as soon as I go to the latrine!"

After going out, he waited for a few more minutes before the man left shaking with a dejected face. Ye Xun hurriedly followed, and after following two paths, he quickened his pace and approached: "Brother, wait!"

The man paused, turned around in doubt, and after thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "It's the little official from yesterday. Thanks to you, my little girl can save her life for the time being. I haven't had time to thank you, and I never wanted to touch him again." Well, what a coincidence."

Well, it's a coincidence.

Ye Xun asked, "I don't know how Qianyuan's health is?"

This question is not against his will. It is true that he wants to make money, but it is also true that he cares about the safety of others. He is not a saint, but he does not want to see others suffer, so he helps if he can.

"Hey!" The man was on the verge of crying before his grief became even worse: "The doctor said it was dangerous, and I went to three doctors in succession and they all said that they were helpless. Hey, in fact, even if you get enough silver taels, it's just a continuation." It's just my life for the past few days, I..."

Ye Xun was startled, is it so serious?
He has always admired traditional Chinese medicine. Since he was a child, he felt that the old Chinese medicine doctors on TV are very powerful. They can diagnose diseases and prescribe medicines without surgery or blood draw. Can there be another pattern?
What's more, what kind of serious illness needs 50 taels of silver to continue life?I'm afraid it must be terminally ill in modern times.

But Ye Xun still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After all, it was the Song Dynasty, and the scope of terminal illness was relatively wide. If it was tuberculosis or a severe cold, which was extremely difficult to cure in ancient times, then it would be considered as a hit at home!

"I don't know what disease the doctor said?"

The middle-aged man said sadly: "The doctor said that he was caught by a wind evil, and he couldn't be saved, he couldn't be saved!"

"???"

Ye Xun was full of question marks.

What the hell is a stroke? A stroke?

Isn't that a disease that only middle-aged and elderly people get easily? This old man looks to be in his forties at most. How old can his daughter be?

(End of this chapter)