The two of them walked and rested, and it was already dark when they returned to the city market. Fortunately, the fur shop has not closed yet, and Qiusheng took out fox skins and piled them on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, how did you collect this skin?" The white and chubby shopkeeper squinted his eyes, casually turned up the black fox skin, and said with a bone in the egg: "This skin is full of holes, ruined, this coat is too mixed, and the size of this one is too small to make clothes, just this one is okay." The smiling face changed to a sad face, and he continued: "This brother, the quality of your skins is too bad! Now that the situation is too bad, the market is even worse, and I am afraid that I will lose money when I buy it, so how much do you want to sell?" Don't talk about it if it's expensive!" With that, the hand holding the leather was released.

Qiusheng doesn't know the market, let alone the price, and doesn't know how to speak. Jimei said: "Shopkeeper, we sell this leather for the first time, you give a reasonable price!" The shopkeeper heard this, his heart was ecstatic, but he said quietly: "Big sister, alas, I didn't want to accept it, there are a lot of stocks in the store, but I am soft-hearted, the local hunters and I are friends, I am short of money to take the goods out as long as I don't lose money, the price is even more childlike, look at the two of you must be very hard to play this skin, a skin 5 copper plates!" After speaking, he looked distressed, and looked at the two of them with pity.

Jimei looked at Qiusheng, Qiusheng said, "Okay!" The two of them still felt that this shopkeeper was really good, so they accepted twenty copper plates, thanked them and went out.

As soon as the front foot left, the shopkeeper hurriedly locked the door of the store from the inside.

"Old woman, come out quickly!" called his wife out of the back room,

"Look, old woman, these are four fine black fox skins, twenty copper plates, take them! At least 10 oceans will not be there when you change hands!" With a smug look on her face, the fat old woman in the shopkeeper stroked the skin on the counter, her eyes lit up when she heard it, and she hugged her man and kissed him fiercely.

"These two hillbillies, hahahaha!" In this way, the best black fox skin that the two of them exchanged for their lives was deceived by the black-hearted fur shopkeeper with twenty copper plates, alas, it is really not long-hearted.

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