Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Daily Life of a Pseudo-Noblewoman
It is said that Kyoto Castle was curfew before the beginning of the day, and now in the middle of the day, I don't know if the garment stores outside are closed.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel a smell of this clothes.
Finally, seeing a ready-to-wear store that was about to close, Sino landed in the alley and took out a white handkerchief from his bosom to cover his face.
So, the young man who was picking up the door panel and preparing to close the door saw Sino in front of him, who was dressed a little nondescriptly.
"What is the matter with this Dao Master?" In line with the customer, the young man's attitude is quite gentle.
The Taoist priests of the Han Yan Dynasty dressed up as wearing balls like Sino, but the Taoist priests wore Taoist robes.
Because Meng Shiyun's voice was too delicate, Sino could only walk into the store without saying a word, put a tael of gold on the table, and then choose his own clothes.
The young man was fascinated by the gold or two on the table, and he didn't care about Sino's attitude towards him as if he were air.
I didn't expect to meet a local tyrant when I got off workγγγγγγ
Sino quickly chose three sets of dark cotton men's clothes suitable for his height, and changed into one of the navy blue clothes in the fitting room.
After coming out, he looked at the young guy who was blowing a rainbow fart in front of him expressionlessly, and saw that the other party had not raised the question of finding the remaining amount.
Sino, who doesn't know the price, is not easy to expose his voice, and he is secretly happy in his heart, it is really cost-effective to buy three sets of clothes with a small metal coin.
After all, cotton clothes are quite expensive in the Federation, starting at 1 million kula.
This kind of gold and silver is only a very common item in the Federation, and it is generally only used to make jewelry, and it is not as expensive as a piece of clothing, and it can be bought for tens of thousands of kula coins.
Therefore, Sino, who spent money in the Han Yan Dynasty for the first time, did not know the difference between gold and silver at all, and he had just made the payment.
Unbeknownst to him, the young man screamed with joy as he looked at the back of Sino leaving.
The three sets of clothes selected by the Taoist chief were worth less than three taels of silver, while one tael of gold in the Han Yan Dynasty could be exchanged for ten taels of gold.
And his monthly salary was less than one or two pieces of silver, and he was paid.
Fortunately, the shopkeeper was not there, otherwise he would not have gotten this bounty.
The young man saw that Sino never said that he was looking for money, so he defaulted to this as a reward.
Although the customers in the past were terrific and rewarded one hundred and eighty Wen, the local tyrant just now started with two starts.
Is it possible to make so much money as a Taoist chief now?
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Completely unconsciously arrogant, Sino walked down the alley and planned to dispose of the black clothes on his hands and rub them well.
As a result, before he could leave the 100-meter range of the ready-to-wear store, he encountered an accident.
Seeing two tattered adult men besieging a teenager who was also dressed in tatters, the boy was defeated and was already beaten to the ground.
When the two men dressed as beggars saw Sino, they each kicked the boy in the stomach and ran away.
The boy arched himself uncomfortably, and the blood on his face made it impossible to see his face.
Sino saw that the person was not dead and tried to stand up, but she didn't care.
The beater had left, the injured hadn't died, so she didn't have to meddle.
Natural selection, I don't know the reason, I don't know anything, not to mention that she can't even take care of herself now.
Sino had walked less than ten steps before the sound of a young man struggling to get up but lying down in pain.
"Please... Please, help... Save my mother..."The boy lay on the ground, his blood-stained eyes looking at Sino's back with despair, and his voice screamed weakly.