With the identity of Sui Yi, Zhao Luoyang naturally blended into the merchants.
The people around him were all merchants who were willing to spend some money, and the deals they were talking about were at least dozens or even hundreds of taels.
This inn is a place for repairs and information exchange. Just like the person said before, everyone can buy and sell goods here.
But no one would talk about the affairs of the government office in public.
The inn stewed two whole lambs tonight, so almost every table had mutton. The mutton was soft, melted in your mouth, fragrant and soft, and after a few bites, your whole body felt warm.
Zhao Luoyang had never eaten such good food. Even if he could redeem things from the system, he would only be full and did not dare to cook them in a pot with great fanfare.
Even if the farmers had meat before the relocation, they would not go to such trouble and trouble to stew out the aroma of the mutton.
If children from sixteen households were here, their eyes would probably be filled with greed, and adults would inevitably swallow their saliva secretly.
For them, such a meal was unimaginable. When grandma and the others left the restaurant, the cakes they took away were all kinds of wild vegetables, with bran mixed in them. Even the younger children couldn't swallow them.
After completing the character card task, Zhao Luoyang must buy a sheep back for everyone to eat.
One sheep, for sixteen households, everyone can get some, and it needs to be stewed like this. More water needs to be added. The meat is not enough to eat, and the mutton soup and cooking cakes are enough.
Winter is coming, and it’s time for everyone to replenish the energy they’ve spent on the road.
After doing this, I don't know how much wealth she will have left, which can come in handy when she settles down.
In Zhao Luoyang's heart, sixteen households must live together. Everyone can work together as one, and they can rely on each other when settling down. No matter what they do in the future, it will be smoother than others.
The mutton was not finished yet, but Zhao Luoyang could not take it back on such an occasion, so he could only pretend not to care and ask the store clerk to leave.
Finally a pot of tea was served.
Zhao Luoyang drank tea slowly and listened to the conversations of the people around him.
At this time, the two merchants reached a consensus. One merchant sold the collected medicinal materials to the other, and both of them were happy.
"I want to transport this batch of medicinal materials to a pharmacy in the south. If the caravan hadn't been delayed by the epidemic, I wouldn't have charged you a high price."
"We can't make any money from these medicinal materials, but we have to do what we promised the drug store. Even though we are not scholars, we still have to do things of faith."
"You're not at a loss, little brother. Since you're not in a hurry to deliver the goods, you can still stay here for half a month. You can collect a lot of medicine in half a month, which is enough for you to make a small profit."
The merchant selling medicinal materials also had a smile on his face.
The merchants nearby looked envious.
"In a few days, it will be too cold to stay here," another merchant said. "It would be good to go home early and come back after spring next year to collect the goods. Besides, the fabrics you brought from the south can also be sold at high prices.
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"These are all rare things."
"There are also rice grains..."
"How can we sell things like rice and grain? Before the relocation order was issued, someone got wind of the situation and brought the grain over early. By the time we knew the news, it was already too late, so we could only bring less."
The merchant who collected the medicinal materials was named Zheng. He smiled and said, "No matter these, if you are really interested, why not talk about the best-selling goods at the moment."
When Mr. Zheng said this, someone immediately responded: "You are talking about spices?"
Mr. Zheng nodded: "Nowadays, among wealthy people, who doesn't burn a pot of incense before going to bed? They also use it to smoke their clothes on weekdays. The price of spices in the capital is getting higher and higher. I brought some frankincense here. I haven't even entered the prefecture yet.
sold out."
Everyone immediately became interested when they heard this.
"There would be no banquet without incense, but now frankincense can be sold for hundreds of pounds a pound. If ordinary people can get a little bit and use it for big things, it is already a big deal."
"You can also bring spices, that's really extraordinary."
Mr. Zheng waved his hand: "I can't carry much with me. I can't bring as much as a pound. I just sell some in pieces."
The merchants wanted to hear Mr. Zheng continue talking. Someone immediately asked the store for wine. The surrounding merchants gathered around and quickly exchanged glasses.
The waiter came to refill Zhao Luoyang's tea and said with a smile, "Why don't you go and have some fun?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "You can also hear it here."
The waiter responded: "I will bring you a plate of freshly roasted pine nuts. Please sit down slowly."
The guy walked away, and Zhao Luoyang opened the system in his mind to check. The charm value and wealth value fluctuated greatly, but the exchange products in the wealth area did not increase.
Zhao Luoyang said to Shi Jiu: "We didn't seem to think too carefully. Zhao Jingyan mentioned spices when talking to Sun Ji before, but because we wanted to catch Sun Ji, we put all our energy on the war horse."
The information she redeemed from the charm area during this period was about horses and tea, and she didn't think of spices at all.
Without the help of the system, she didn't understand the spices those merchants were talking about, but it seemed that the conversation among these people tonight would revolve around this.
There are too many things to arrange, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes.
Zhao Luoyang couldn't help but sigh: "We cannot discuss war horses in public, so we can only mention spices."
Shi Jiu said: "No matter how thorough the preparations are, there will be deviations when we actually face it. Among the goods we exchange with foreign countries are silk and porcelain. You can't read through all the relevant information."
Zhao Luoyang found that Shi Jiu was very comforting. In the past, she felt that Shi Jiu was too harsh on her.
Now that the matter has come to an end, she is rushing to the charm area to redeem the information. I am afraid she does not have time to read it, because while she is immersed in reading the information in her mind, if there is any change in the current situation, she cannot participate in it.
After weighing it for a moment, Zhao Luoyang decided to pay attention to the situation on Mr. Zheng's side.
When Mr. Zheng was drunk, he started talking more.
"I also received some spices along the way. Some are really top-grade, and some..." Mr. Zheng shook his head, "I can only sell them to the county."
A businessman asked: "What good spices did Brother Zheng receive? Can you take them out so that we can learn more about them?"
Mr. Zheng gestured to his mouth with his fingers: "There is much to talk about other spices. The house where I collected the spices this time was also a big family in the past. His son failed to live up to expectations and completely destroyed the family. Only these spices are left."
, the creditors robbed a lot of it, and the rest was mixed together.”
"But I can still tell that there is good musk in it."
"Hey, musk, good musk is hard to find."
"There is another shop," Mr. Zheng said. "It is a big shop, but it is mixed with bad stuff. I also bought some. There are always many buyers who don't know what they are selling. I sell it to them cheaper. Although the fragrance is not pure, it is still good for them."
Most of the people who come and go on weekdays can't smell it, and it also saves him money, so why not?"
"Yes, yes," someone said, "Buying and selling this thing does not depend on the quality of the goods, it only depends on what the buyer wants."
Everyone raised their glasses in honor of Mr. Zheng.
Master Zheng was about to drink, but suddenly he stroked his beard: "It's not interesting to drink like this. Why don't we do something else to survive the long night."
Everyone asked what to play.
Mr. Zheng said: "I'll take some of the spices I collected and give them to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper knows the prices of these spices. Let's play a game of gambling to see who can pick out the most expensive bottles of spices. Whoever can pick out the most expensive bottles of spices will win."
The more you win, the more prizes you will naturally get. Anyone who comes to play does not charge more, just the same amount of money per person. If the fun is not enough for a while, everyone can increase the amount."
As he spoke, Mr. Zheng took out a broken piece of silver from his arms, about three taels or so: "This is for extra money. But as I said earlier, if I guess wrong, whatever silver is left in the end will all belong to me."
Everyone was eager to try.
It is said that it is guessing the spices, but it is not a test of ability. Whoever can identify the good spices can beat the people competing with him, and the money will naturally belong to him. If he can keep winning, he can win everyone's money.
A piece of money is nothing to a merchant. There is nothing else to do here. If you take out a piece of money, even if you lose money, you will gain experience.
Mr. Zheng continued: "If you think that the price of my spices is wrong, I have a document from the shopkeeper of 'Tang Ji' here. In short, I will never deceive you."
Everyone agreed and took out the money and put it on the table. The servants of the Zheng family also went to get the spices for the shopkeeper.
Everyone started lively like this.
Zhao Luoyang stared at the situation over there, and saw that the merchants were aroused to compete. Some lost and some won. The losers felt it was a pity, and the winners were very happy, but soon they met their opponents again.
This went back and forth several times, and everyone began to continue to pay money to join.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "There are more than forty pieces of silver on the table now."
Zhao Luoyang naturally doesn't care about money, but the money accumulated in this game is getting more and more. She also feels strange that it is so difficult to identify what kind of spices Master Zheng has?
Shi Jiu said: "What are you thinking about?"
Zhao Luoyang did not hesitate: "If you rob like a bandit, you will gain a lot immediately."
This is just a joke.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Tell me, will anyone come to me to play with me?"
Mr. Zheng, who was surrounded by everyone, looked at her several times while pretending not to care.
Sun Ji may bring spices from outside this time, and maybe we need to see her ability to identify spices.
If she had known earlier, she might as well have walked around the inn to see if any horses were sick and treated them on the way, which would have eliminated Sun Ji's suspicion of her.
Another person from Master Zheng's table came back disappointed. The merchant handed the spices in his hand to the shopkeeper, shook his head and said: "I really can't tell. I don't know which bottle of spices is better."
"Brother Zheng, these bottles of spices are all too similar. They smell...there is no difference."
If you are not good at what you do, you naturally have nothing to say.
Mr. Zheng was feeling happy when he glanced at Zhao Luoyang beside him. He smiled and said, "Wouldn't that little brother come over to play?"