There are many more types of Korean stores that open during the day, but in fact there are not many good things.

The most important specialty of Goryeo is ginseng, which also occupies a part of Changbai Mountain, so there are many good ginseng. In addition, they also grow some ginseng themselves. Although the effect is much worse than that of wild ones, the price is cheaper. Many merchants buy it back and sell it to the middle and lower classes.

In addition, they also have many other specialties, such as wood, mountain products, game, etc., which have a special flavor compared to the Central Plains and Japan. In addition, all the things are of good quality, so these are another factor that causes the prosperity of Busan Harbour.

The ginseng in our family is already very good. The one hundred-year-old ginseng they placed costs 200 taels of gold per piece, while the one hundred-year-old ginseng we bought on the Sobu Grassland was only 60 taels of gold.

So after Jeon Mi-yeon came to visit for a while, she took my sister and I to one of the quaint shops.

There are bamboo tubes of different sizes placed here, revealing more than a dozen plates of different sizes placed outside. All of them are like pieces of honey that seem to be solidified. Each piece is about half the size of a finger, and it gathers together throughout the room, exuding a strange fishy smell.

When you look at the price, it is really not cheap. The worst one liang is to offer one liang of gold. Every one more expensive one will cost ten liang of gold.

"What is this?" I pulled Jeon Mi-yeon next to me, "Aren't we going into the black store?"

"What a black shop? This is a place to sell good things!" The pretty young woman gave me a rare look, and then she talked to an old woman in authentic Korean clothes standing next to her smiling.

Seeing that she refused to say something, I went to ask my sister. As a result, my sister also turned red with a delicate face, and closed her mouth and refused to answer.

My Goryeo is not very proficient in words. Sister Quan spoke quickly with the old woman. I could only vaguely understand words like "Women... are good... useful... guaranteed to succeed..."

Finally, Jeon Miyeon nodded to her sister, and she said, "Okay, wrap everything in the store for us."

The old woman opened her mouth wide and said in skillful Song Dynasty Mandarin: "All?"

“Yes, all.”

"But... this is a lot... it costs at least 10,000 taels of gold! Little sister, you can't use that much!"

The old woman is also kind-hearted and thinks that it is better for them to buy some food. If they buy so many, the effect will be poor if they keep them for a long time.

But she didn't know that there were too many women in my family. Three mothers alone needed a lot, and some of our confidant and hardcore wives could eat them, so there was no waste or waste at all.

Before my sister could speak, a loud shout came from the face: "Old man, don't say anything more. Pack all for me!"

I heard the sound a little familiar. When I looked back, I happened to see the smiling face of the little marquis Cao Ming.

Although his smile was not that arrogant, but smiled at me, in my eyes, this guy was very begging!

Didn’t the lesson yesterday have been enough?

Although Cao Ming has a bad temper, he is definitely not stupid.

Once he decided to eliminate the evil feelings caused by the conflict, he immediately took action. He had already come over just now. He happened to hear Shen Mengqiu's words and said it casually.

Forgive me, Rakshasa Kobashi, they really don’t have the strength to see them. Seeing these people in the Song Dynasty, they all think they look the same, and they are opening their doors to do business. They can’t let others not go in just because their young master and grandma are in, so they give Cao Ming an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Seeing the look of my eyes looking at him, Cao Ming immediately knew that he had a misunderstanding, so he quickly clasped his fists and said, "Young Master, I'm not here to make trouble! I was really embarrassed yesterday. I drank a little too much. After I went back, I thought about it and felt that it was my fault, so I came here specially today to apologize to you... I will give all these things to money, as an apology."

I frowned, "Don't say that, little marquis, you are older than me and have a title. I am just a commoner, but I can't afford to call you 'little brother'."

Cao Ming's smile was still there, "Young Master, you're just seeing each other now. My father has also visited the prince's mansion to pay homage to His Highness, and it's a bit of a relationship. Yesterday, I was a little guilty of my uncle. You are a person who does big things, please don't bother with me."

His sincere look... did he know the power of the jade pendant and come to surrender?

I muttered to myself, and a smile appeared on my face: "Young Marquis, you are polite. Since it is a misunderstanding, it is nothing. It's better to expose it here... but I'd better pay for what my two wives want to buy."

Cao Ming originally spent money to avoid disasters, so he was reluctant to miss this opportunity. He quickly took out a stack of gold tickets from his arms: "Come on, boss, this is the gold tickets from the Jiangnan Money House in the Song Dynasty. Please order a little! Come and pack the things for my sister-in-law to make it more comfortable!"

"Puchi~~"

My sister suddenly laughed.

Cao Ming was anxious and actually spoke the local language of Sichuan in the Song Dynasty. "Bashi" means "good", but people from Sichuan are used to talking about Bashi in ordinary ways.

Although my sister was not born in Sichuan Dao, she often used Sichuan local language when her parents spoke, so when she first heard outsiders speak the word "Basi".

Cao Ming was not sure, but he saw that Shen Mengqiu was not angry, so he pretended to be honest and smiled.

"You are in Sichuan, but you have learned some Sichuan dialect." It was rare to see half of your hometown, and Shen Mengqiu said it casually.

"Ah? Madam, are you from Sichuan too? Ge Laozi, this is the flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple and you don't know the family." Hearing the familiar accent, Cao Ming finally understood what the beautiful girl was laughing at just now, and hurriedly put her around, "I have been in Sichuan for so many years, why haven't I seen a fairy like Madam?"

"There are so many girls in Sichuan, how can you finish watching it?" Shen Mengqiu was in a good mood and explained: "I have been out of Sichuan since I was a child, but my family still speaks Sichuan dialect, so I learned a little."

Cao Ming nodded after hearing this. No wonder, I said, how could a woman from Sichuan climb up to the bed of this noble child? It turned out that her ancestors were from Sichuan and had moved to Tokyo Bianliang long ago.

However, this is a rare opportunity to improve the relationship. Cao Ming's eloquence is very good. While the boss's wife was excited to pack things, she told some interesting stories and attractions in Sichuan in a few words. The description was vivid and vivid, which made Shen Mengqiu even more fascinated and wanted to go back to her hometown to take a look.

My heart moved as well.

Cao Ming's father is the pacifier of Jiannan West Road. If we go back with our master and others this time and there is a local snake next to us to help, it will definitely be safe and a glory for returning home in glory. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!