Walking to the place where he used to set up his stall, Lens set up small packets of precious seasonings, and then sat down beside him, bowing his head like the merchants around him.

Although he knew that there were unlikely to be customers, because he had just bought a shipment before the war, Lens had almost all of his money.

This forced Lens to come out, otherwise, once the family ran out of money, the family would probably fall into bankruptcy.

He looked around, and now there were a few fewer familiar faces, but most of them were there.

"Lens, you're out too."

A few greetings rang out, making Lens feel a little warm.

With a wry smile, he replied: "No way, if you don't come out again, the whole family will really starve to death." ”

"It's useless to come out, not many people dare to come out to buy things......"

Shaking his head, Lance didn't speak, just pulled his hat down a little.

As my peers said, except for the occasional half-ogre, there are hardly any people shopping on the streets, let alone customers who buy things.

Most of the people who appear here are small businessmen.

They are basically like Lens, because all the funds are exchanged for goods, and once they are unsalable, it will affect the turnover of funds, and then affect the lives of the family.

That's why they had to run out to do business when the situation was uncertain, expecting customers to come to their door.

It's just that in the past few days, there are very few people who buy things, and the adventurers, mercenaries, and wealthy businessmen who used to be generous are all cowering at home or in hotels.

As the sun rose and the weather became hot, Lens sighed and leaned back into the shadow of the house to cool himself down a little.

After such a long time, not to mention the customers who came to buy the seasoning, there were not even a few passers-by.

It seems that it is another day with no gains......

When I went back, I had to go to the market to buy some water from those Tieflin guys, and the money was getting less and less......

Just as Lens was distressed, a small figure stopped in front of his stall.

He looked up and saw that it was a very cute little boy.

The little boy was very fair-skinned, a color that Lance had only seen in nobles who had never gone out, or who had always had parasols and carriages when they went out.

With a blue head, although the face is immature, you can already see the prototype of handsomeness.

It's just that the fly in the ointment is that he wears an eyepatch in his right eye, and only his left eye is open, so he should be blind in one eye.

A small robe looks very plain, but it is very clean and looks brand new.

Such a lovely child turned out to be blind, so Lens couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for him.

Looking left and right, there are no adults who are following, Lance can't help but feel a little strange, it seems that this little child is only about 1o years old, he has not seen such a young child alone, but this child is dressed obviously not like a poor child begging for a living.

"Oh, these seasonings, they smell so good."

The little boy picked up a leather bag, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then showed a surprised expression and said, "Doesn't this smell of pepper?" ”

The leather rope above the leather bag was still tightly tied, and just by a little smell he could smell that it was pepper, which surprised Lance, and he subconsciously asked, "It's amazing, you can smell it like this?" ”

The little boy looked happy and smiled, "Ah, my sense of smell is a little more sensitive than that of ordinary people, uncle." ”

Affected by the little boy's smile, Lens also felt a little better, he smiled slightly: "This is not a little sensitive, I have garlic, star anise, cardamom, pepper and other seasonings here, you can smell in so many smells, it means that you are really powerful." ”

And certainly rich, Lens thought.

Being able to smell the pepper indicates that the little boy used this seasoning regularly.

This is not something that ordinary families can enjoy on a regular basis, and for ordinary families, every meal with a little salt is already quite wealthy.

That is, when receiving distinguished guests or festivals and celebrations, you will buy a little seasoning to make the deliciousness of the meal rise by two grades.

The small bag of pepper in the little boy's hand almost represented the same weight of gold coins.

It's a luxury, and it's a serious commodity.

Because of this, Lens has not sold any seasoning in the past few days, and even a few high-end hotel buyers who used to be fixed have not come to buy it.

"Pepper is very delicious when grilled, my sister and I like to roast camels the most, and with these seasonings, it will taste even better, and she will be very happy."

Listening to the boy's words, Lance smiled: "Little master, you are really a good brother." ”

"Of course, my sister is the cutest in the world! Boss, how much is this? ”

It seems that this young master rarely comes out to buy things, and this beginning shows how much he values the goods, and it is clear that he must buy, and the dominance is completely in my hands.

Thinking so, Lens secretly restored the seasoning he had wanted to sell at a reduced price to its original price.

Anyway, I didn't pit this cute little master, he smiled and asked, "So, young master, let's weigh it, did you bring a Libra?" ”

The little boy was obviously stunned for a moment, he scratched his head a little uncertainly, and asked, "Aren't you selling things boss, why do you want me to bring Libra?" ”

Seeing the little boy's ignorant appearance, Lens couldn't help but chuckle, he didn't know what was going on with him, and he couldn't help but explain: "That's the case, young master, because businessmen often use their hands and feet on their scales, if it's this kind of pepper or similar valuables, you only need to change a little scale, and the weight of the weighing will be very different, so generally customers who buy these goods will bring their own scales, and then the two sides will check each other." ”

The little boy nodded knowingly, then smiled heartily, threw the pepper bag in his hand, glanced at Lens again, and said with a smile: "Oh, I believe in the boss's personality, you are such a good person, you will definitely not lie to me, right?" ”

Lens smiled, and he took out his scale, which, of course, had not been tampered with.

As a businessman, Lens is not a gentleman, similar to some officials who buy seasonings as a means of bribery or who do not know the market, he will take out the scales that he has manipulated.

Each merchant has two scales, which are used separately depending on the object.

And this time, he didn't plan to pit this little customer.