Even hundreds of years later, Nanjing was extremely prosperous, with shops and two- or three-story Chinese-style buildings lining the streets. The street is surprisingly wide, more than a dozen meters away. Even so, the streets are still a bit crowded, with a lot of pedestrians and crowds.

But what really surprised Shi Yiwen was the order-looking order of the streets, especially the kind of traffic order similar to that of later generations.

"Or keep left?"

After observing for a while, Shi Yiwen realized that unlike the right walk in later generations, it seems that the left side is the majority.

"Is it like the UK?"

But the carriage and horses on the right side of the other road immediately dispelled this idea.

There doesn't seem to be any rules, it's just how convenient and how to come. Or rather, a conventionalistic way. But then again, aren't many of the rules evolving in this way of convention?

In the midst of the flow of people, compared with the previous hurried tour, now Shi Yiwen looked around with great interest, and experienced this era with his heart, and realized the difference between this era and the era he was familiar with. The streets are lined with all kinds of stalls, but they don't seem chaotic, all the ears are the shouts of the vendors, even if you haven't entered the city, you have fully felt the prosperity of Nanjing.

The road under the foot is all paved by a long strip of stone slabs, there are new and old, the new stone slabs also have a deliberately chiseled potholes and thick surface, and the old stone slabs have become very smooth after the impact of rain, pedestrians, cars and horses, and surprisingly, the old and new stone slabs are often staggered, like a horse's teeth.

Under the eaves of the buildings on both sides of the street, many places can see exquisite carved railings and paintings, just like the ancient town of later generations, full of antiquity, pleasing to the eye, and when the men and women wearing the right Hanfu walked by, although those women who went shopping, subverted his impression of the legendary "ancient women did not go out of the door and did not step", but occasionally some women with hats and veils blocked the appearance of women, reminding him that this was ancient.

In this era, Edwin sees countless opportunities.

When he looked curiously like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, he didn't notice that not far behind him, at the entrance of the roadside alley, a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks was eating fried soybeans while looking at his departing back, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

After looking around a few times, the young man finished the fried soybeans in his hand in one bite, and his figure disappeared into the alley in a flash.

Pick up a hardwood carved vanity box from the stall and open it to take a look.

It's a bronze mirror!

Although the bronze mirror is quite clear, thinking of the bronze mirror at home, Shi Yiwen finally figured it out. The glass mirror should not have been invented yet.

"Otherwise, just sell mirrors, remove the mirrors in the supermarket, and the glass upstairs to make mirrors, and then it will be developed......"

As soon as this thought flashed, he laughed at himself in the bottom of his heart.

"That's how you make a living......

After taking a closer look at the hardwood carved dressing box, Shi Yiwen asked.

"Shop, how much does a dresser like this cost?"

"The guest officer has a good eye, the Western high-grade mahogany used in this carved dressing box, and this bronze mirror is also a mirror from our Nanjing Wang's family......"

As soon as the boss in his sixties saw that the son's clothes were extraordinary, he immediately said with a sneer on his face.

"If Childe is interested, what do you think of two taels and five dollars of silver?"

Shi Yiwen asked casually.

"Shopkeeper, what if the mirror is removed? I just need the box. ”

"What?"

The boss who was originally full of slander had a smile on his face, and then said.

"Look at what you said, this, this, that's sold? This mirror is the ...... of the royal family."

Although he had a smile on his face, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he even deliberately emphasized the origin of the mirror. However, when he saw Shi Yiwen, he didn't seem to be interested, so he said directly.

"I went to the mirror, and I didn't sell it without a tael."

"Okay, just like this hardwood carved vanity box, bring me ten, remove the bronze mirror, do you guys send something to the door?" I live on the side of the Koto Gate......"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper once again squeezed out a slanderous smile on his face, nodded and said.

"Send, send, Daquan, go and get the pick, and deliver the goods to the house for the son."

As soon as the white-haired shopkeeper's voice fell, he saw this boy take out the ingot of silver, his eyes suddenly widened, and his expression became unnatural.

"Childe, you didn't bring any broken silver?"

The white-haired shopkeeper's tone also became unnatural,

"Huh?"

Shi Yiwen looked at the ingot of silver in his hand, this silver was a diagnostic instrument sent by the Song family - there were a thousand taels, all of them were twenty taels of silver ingots.

"What's wrong?"

Just as he took out the silver, the old woman standing at the corner of the alley by the side of the road not far away looked greedily at the silver ingot.

"Grandma, you see, I'm not wrong! You see, as soon as you make a move, it is such a piece of silver, and it is estimated that there will be ten taels anyway! ”

The one who spoke was the young man who was standing at the mouth of the alley eating soybeans before.

"Monkey, you kid has long eyesight, that's twenty taels of silver ingots, authentic snowflake silver!"

The old woman smashed her mouth again, and looked greedily at the brocade-clothed young man in her seemingly dim eyes, secretly calculating: I don't know how many outsiders come and go from the south and north of the outer city, this is like beating the sons and brothers from other places, often they are not in the world, and they carry silver in their arms, so they don't know the truth that wealth is not exposed.

"Are you sure it's an out-of-towner?"

"That's right? Monkey I followed him for half a street, and it was an awkward official to say, probably because his tongue was not sharp......"

"It's grandma, you look at him all the way, he is a boy who has never seen the world, this grandmother, you will be gracious, let him see for a long time."

"That's it!"

The white-haired old woman pulled out a cane as if she were juggling, and then said.

"You have a few long eyes, look at how grandma taught this boy to have insight!"

As she spoke, her originally straight waist instantly bent down, and she walked slowly down the street on crutches.

"Click!"

Looking at the shopkeeper cutting a corner of the ingots with scissors, after cutting, the boss weighed it in silver again, sorry.

“…… One penny and three cents, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm cutting less, I'm cutting more, son, I'm sorry, it's all scattered silver......"

Looking at the amount of silver, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"It's okay, it's not all the same flower."

As he spoke, he just leaned sideways, feeling as if his arm had been touched by something, and a groan of pain came from behind him.

"Ouch......"