The man laughed: "Want to learn Taoism? Come with me!" He said that, and took the lead.

Wen Fei hesitated a little. He was not the kind of child who was unspeakable. He was just obsessed with learning Taoism, so he followed the man.

After walking about a few hundred meters, Wen Fei realized that he was actually not far from the market. I thought he was confused by the broken fox, so he couldn't see it.

Not far ahead, you can see traces of the houses faintly. This market is quite simple, and you don’t even see a fixed house during the day. It seems that you just built a few simple board houses with wooden boards, and I don’t know if anyone hasn’t.

After walking a few steps, I could see the outline of a house vaguely. When I got closer, I saw that the house was very simple, more like a broken shed.

The big man walked in directly, and then there was a clattering sound. After a few times, an oil lamp was lit and the dim light came out of the crack of the door.

Wen Fei followed him carefully. As soon as he entered the room, Wen Fei began to regret it. What a guy, Wen Fei's nose was almost crooked. Wen Fei was already sloppy enough, and it was normal for the room to be cleaned once every half a month.

But this guy probably never cleaned the place where he lives. The smell of sweat, odor and odor of feet mixed together and fermented is simply a hundred times stronger than the smell of boys' dormitory in college!

Wen Fei couldn't sit still, so he quickly retreated, took a few breaths of the cold air in the countryside at night, and then he felt that he had come alive. Even the man seemed to know that the smell in his room was so bad, and he blushed, but he was afraid he couldn't see it under the dim oil lamp.

"That Taoist, you brought so many things to the mule and horse market, right?" the man asked directly.

Wen Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He had made up a set of words to fool people, but the other party made up his mind, which would be even better. In fact, he wanted to ask what day it is now, and it would be better to ask which dynasty and which emperor was in charge of the family. But he also knew that these things would be inappropriate if they asked them!

"When will there be a market tomorrow?" Wen Fei asked.

The man looked at Wen Fei in surprise: "There is no tomorrow. It will only last until the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be there!"

"What? There will be no market tomorrow?" Wen Fei was shocked. In his memory, the market was open 24 hours a day, at least you have to open for 17 or 18 hours, right? Even if the conditions in ancient times were worse, at least they would have to open every day, right? I was completely confused by this stick.

"It's five days a episode, Taoist priest, don't you know?" The man looked at Wen Fei in surprise: "This is the countryside, every episode is five days a episode. There are some prosperous places, every episode is two days a episode..."

Wen Fei was sobbing that he didn't notice what the man was talking about.

"You don't even know this, and you dare to run to the Mule and Horse Market? Are you afraid of being killed by other people?"

Wen Fei asked: "Alien? What kind of alien?"

"Of course they were Dangxiang people and Tubo people, don't you know this?" The man's tone began to smell suspicious.

Wen Fei had to smile bitterly. Before he could speak, the man said, "This is under the rule of Lanzhou, you always know!"

Lanzhou? Wenfei quickly nodded, Lanzhou sesame cakes and Lanzhou ramen, which is naturally very familiar!

"Master, are you buying things? Or are you picking these things for sale?"

Wen Fei smiled bitterly: "We have used up a few more kitchen knives in our Taoist temple, so we can pick them out and sell them."

"Oh," the man said, but said, "Master, if you live in a strange place, these things are not worth much money!"

Not worth it? Wen Fei seemed to be hit by a big stick again, and his eyes were almost full of stars.

"This, this is a great steel knife!" Wen Fei shouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Who can afford a very good steel knife in this countryman? Generally, an iron knife of twenty or thirty cents is enough. A dozen cents can be used."

"A dozen people?" Wen Fei wanted to cry when he heard this. What can you buy for more than ten people? It seems that buying a big cake on TV costs one cent, right?" This way, a knife only costs more than ten yuan. If I had known it, I would have bought a kitchen knife like yours, which cost a few dollars a day, and you would have fooled people!

"But these pots..." The man picked up all the things and bounced them again: "It's too thin... I'm afraid it won't last long? People in the countryside can buy something, and they wish they could spend their whole life!"

Wen Fei was speechless. It seemed that he was really not a material for doing business. His first investment in his life had already failed.

"So how much does a chicken cost? Where is the egg?" Wen Fei was obsessed with it.

"Oh, this is not expensive either. It's about a few dozen cents..." the man said, "Eggs are cheaper, one or two cents a day."

Wen Fei was completely speechless. It seemed that the prices in ancient times were indeed not cheap. In his opinion, a penny would be a dollar.

"Well, you sell all these things, and one is enough to buy a chicken!" the man said.

It’s over, and I spent more than 800 yuan, and the things I bought were only enough for a chicken. Damn, although the price of local chicken in farms is very high now, and it costs more than 23 yuan per catty, it’s not outrageous at this price, right? It’s more than 100 yuan per catty. It’s a scam!

The man seemed to see Wen Fei was frustrated and smiled and said, "The country people can't afford your good knife, but those foreigners can afford it. Those of them don't know how to make irons themselves, they all rely on trade with our Song Dynasty and Xixia. Even if they are so bad, they will rush to buy it. Your knife may be sold at a good price."

Wen Fei said "Oh", and this time he felt much more balanced. But he heard the man say, "But it's still spring now, and those aristocratic tribes live by water and grass, and they are not nearby now. They will only migrate back until the weather is hot. Your knife will probably have to wait another two months before it can be sold!"

I think the plan to pick up cheap in ancient times seemed to be completely bankrupt, and Wen Fei was full of frustration. He didn't give up and asked, "What is the best thing here?"

The man laughed: "Of course, it depends on whether you are brave or not. There are three kinds of salt, tea and wine in every household, and the price is very high! However, these things are sold by the government..."

Wen Fei was still interested in listening to it, but he lost his interest when he heard the words "Trade". If he hadn't known it before, he might not have taken the ancient government seriously. But after suffering losses last time, he felt sad. The ancient government would not tell you about human rights and legal system, and would not have the blink of an eye when he was arrested and thrown into a prison. You have no place to complain about the wronged.
Chapter completed!