In the open space on the outskirts of the city, they spread coarse cloth, laid the goods on it, and then sat down on the ground. Most of the sellers were women, and many of them had children of their own, and they were unkempt and didn't look like the spirits of the people I had seen before.

"Sell vole meat, vole meat."

"Fortune telling, don't want money! Eldest sister, I see you with peach blossoms on your face. ”

"Rouge, good looks, rare flowers in winter!"

The vendors were shivering, wearing dirty, torn cotton clothes, and shouting vigorously. Most of the pedestrians were women, carrying bamboo baskets and umbrellas in their hands to prevent it from snowing again after a while.

Although these pedestrians carried baskets, most of them were just looking at the flowers and did not spend money on anything. When I looked around, I saw that many people's baskets were empty.

"Doesn't Auntie buy groceries?" I asked curiously about an aunt who had been wandering around here several times.

The aunt sighed: "Alas, the price of the food is expensive." I have so much money in my hand, and I have to spend the winter, and I don't have any silver here......"

I was puzzled: "Then barter ......"

"No, did you see that official?" My aunt pulled me and cautiously pointed to a man on the corner of the street who was eyeing everyone, "He stared at us, didn't let anyone barter, and said he must buy it with copper coins." He also forced every hawker to keep accounts, and punished them if they didn't. ”

I was shocked: "How can there be such a thing......"

My aunt reminded me: "Be careful, don't be caught by him, he will be damaging if he scolds!" ”

"Thank you for the reminder!"

I wandered around the bazaar and looked at the contents of each stall. When he came back, he glanced at the man again.

The man was dressed in civilian clothes, and stood with his hands in his hands, staring proudly at every vendor and tourist as if they were all criminals.

Behind him was a household notice, which was exactly the rule that my aunt had told me just now: no silver can be used in this market, only copper coins.

Could it be that this person is from the household?

I was looking at him when I suddenly noticed that the people in the market were heading around a corner.

It turned out that someone had come to sell the crockpots.

In the cold wind, it is warm where there is sunshine, but the snow has not melted in the shade.

The man was late and couldn't take a good position, so he wasn't annoyed at all, but sat down in a cold corner with a coarse cloth neatly laid out.

"Mother, I want to eat sugar gourd!" The familiar voice of a little boy.

"I just set up a stall, where can I have the money to buy sugar gourds?" A familiar female voice.

"Yanran, you're finally here, we've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Yes, I said that I came to sell crockpots today, and the copper coins in my hands are useless, so I saved up to buy your crockpots!"

The aunts who were shopping around all passed.

Hey? Lu Yanran?

I took a closer look and found that the one in the crowd was Lu Yanran and her son Yuanbao.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the ingots are a little bigger. He was wearing a padded jacket, and his pigtails were much longer than before, but he still had a sloppy nose.

Lu Yanran was unloading the crockpots from the car one by one.

"Don't be so troublesome, can't we just get it in the car ourselves?" The aunt directly grabbed a clay pot and took out the copper coins newly circulated in the Southern Dynasty and stuffed them to her.

Lu Yanran accepted the copper coin and put it in a cloth bag: "I don't care, it's just that it's not good for us to block here, don't get in the way of others." ”

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