Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 803 Poor (3)
"You don't need silver to buy people in Xiaqiu, you can exchange a few bags of rice for one."

The man was in a hurry to go home, so Mo Zi didn't feel embarrassed, she simply asked, and she was amazed.

The people still maintain the most traditional farming methods, not because they are unwilling to buy things with money, but because it is not worthwhile to use money.

After Mo Yan went to the grocery store, embroidery shop, and cloth shop, he found that the prices here were sky-high.

A small bag of salt costs [-] Wen in the north of the capital city, which is enough for the common people to eat for several months. In Xiaqiu, it costs [-] Wen.

Where do ordinary people have so much money?They all rely on workmanship and exchange with rich families, and those who get salt can barter for a second time.

"Boss, the rough cloth costs twenty cents a foot, you might as well grab it!"

Such an increase in prices made Mo Yan very angry. Even at the feet of the emperor, the coarse cloth is only a few pennies a foot, and it has doubled in Xiaqiu.

Most people can’t get enough to eat, so who can afford this price?It is no wonder that many children on the road are naked, wearing only a small trousers.

"My guest officer, what do you say?"

The shopkeeper was also an outsider, so he raised his beard in anger, "How much profit do you think we have?"

From the purchase of goods from other places to the lower hills, the cost of traveling and horses, sleeping expenses, and the loss in the middle, he has no choice but to ask for this price. Even if he sells it for twenty cents a foot, he can't make much money.

In Xiaqiu, there are not many people who can afford coarse cloth. If he hadn't rented it for a year, he would have returned to his hometown and closed down!

The shopkeeper was very wronged. In order to show his innocence, he dug out the account book, which clearly recorded income and expenditure.

No one wanted to come to Xiaqiu, and every time he invited a caravan to pull goods, he had to pay a high price. He wanted to find some strong men to help in Xiaqiu, but they were unwilling.

The people here are very responsible, with their backs against the mountains, and [-]% of the people have never left this place since they can remember.

"I want this piece of coarse cloth."

Although the price was unprecedentedly high, Mo Yan suddenly felt sympathetic to the shopkeeper, and under the name of a profiteer, he could only maintain a profit.

Mo Yangang made a calculation in her heart, if it was her, she would not come to do business in a closed place.

I originally thought that the more backward the place, the cheaper the price, but it was a big mistake.

According to the location pointed out by the staff, in the north of the city is the labor market in Xiaqiu, where there are many people and it is chaotic.

"All we need is brown rice. One hundred catties of brown rice can be exchanged for ten days of work."

"My mother-in-law is giving birth, I want an old hen and eggs, everything else is negotiable!"

People were talking about their needs, haggling over prices, seeing Mo Yan and his party cleverly, and volunteering to recommend themselves.

"I am familiar with the surrounding mountain roads and can lead the way."

There are rich minerals in the deep mountains, and the outsiders who come to the hills basically have an ulterior motive.

"My mother was stabbed by a bamboo when she entered the mountain. She needs to stop the bleeding. As long as it's not murder and arson, she can do anything."

A ten-year-old boy rushed over as if he had found a life-saving straw. There are too many people seeking work here. He is young, and no one will look at him for a while.

If you have an opportunity now, don't miss it. These people are all dressed in muslin or satin. They must be rich people from big families.

"Well, here it is for you."

Mo Yan threw a small porcelain bottle to the boy, and she wore the hemostatic medicine with her, so she didn't ask this man to help her with anything.

"You are from a foreign country, do you want to go into the mountains?"

The boy carefully took out a pouch with a patch from his pocket, filled the medicine bottle, "I will take you into the mountains after I bring the medicine home."

There are wild beasts in the mountains, morning and evening are filled with mist, and it is impossible to tell the direction, unless it is a family at the foot of the mountain who often enters the mountain.

"it is good."

Mo Yan readily agreed, and when she saw Wan Qi Yuling's pensive eyes, she thought of a question.

The iron mines in Dayue are all publicly owned, and the law states that private mining of minerals is prohibited.There are iron mines in the mountains of Xiaqiu, which must be known to a small number of people.

Among them, merchants who wanted to make huge profits disregarded the laws of Dai Viet and found Xiaqiu here.

At that time when buying in the shop, Mo Yan noticed something strange, folks barter, so who are these high-priced goods sold to?

Existence is reasonable. The shopkeeper of the cloth village keeps saying that he does not make money. It is based on the high cost. If the sales are good, he will still make money.

"Our house is not far ahead, if you don't believe me, follow me home."

The clever boy was very anxious, and ran ahead, and a group of people followed behind. Wan Qi Yuling looked in the direction of the distant mountains with a slightly cold expression.

What the boy said was not far away, everyone walked for about an hour, and even Mo Yan, who was always physically strong, was panting heavily, regretting not traveling in a carriage.

This is a quiet village. At the foot of the mountain, most of the houses are small two-story bamboo buildings, with flowers and plants planted on the fence at the gate.

The villagers looked wary when they saw a stranger coming in.

There is an iron mine on the mountain of their village, and almost everyone in the village knows that a foreigner once came here and bought one of the villagers with money.

The villagers led outsiders to find the iron mine, but the corpse was buried in the mountains. By the time they were discovered, there was already only one skeleton left.

The death was unknown, and the villagers angrily went to the Yamen to report to the officials, while the outsider smiled sinisterly, "Da Viet prohibits private mining. If I enter the Yamen, you will all be squatting!"

The villagers were silent. They didn't know about this punishment. They sent people to the county government office to inquire about it, and then they found out that it was true.

Later, the outsider was bitten to death by a poisonous snake in the mountains after a short period of complacency, and no one disturbed their peace since then.

No one in the village is willing to bring up the topic of mining. Until today, outsiders came in again.

(End of this chapter)