The three of them snorted when eating, and they divided five by two, and it was solved.

Then lead the donkey to squeeze into the crowd and squeeze towards the East Market.

The East Market and the West Market are just a bridge apart, with a chaotic number of shops on one side but full of popularity, and on the other side neat storefronts, brand new signboards, and beautiful and decent clothes for pedestrians.

The three people in shabby clothes walked on this palatial street, a little out of place. The passers-by also glanced at them intentionally or unintentionally, and under such a look, Ah Niang and Ah Dad were a little timid.

Xifu walked with ease, as if walking on the road of the village of Shrike. She has never understood what stage fright is and what cowardice is, anyway, she is relatively slow to interact with the emotions related to the word "cowardice".

As she walked, she looked at the display goods in the store, and saw the good-looking and fun gadgets, so she cheered and walked over to take a look and touch, especially in front of the window of a jewelry store, staring at a set of delicate small knives inside, there are knives, spoons, scissors, etc., a total of eight pieces, all of which are small and exquisite, silvery-white, Xifu knows that this is eight crabs, and she has seen such a set of things in a rich man's house before.

After watching it for a while, A-Niang saw her staring at her, thinking that she wanted to buy it, so she walked over and said embarrassedly, "Xifu, we can't afford these things!" I felt guilty that I couldn't give my daughter something better.

Xifu smiled and said, "A-Niang, I'm just curious, although I think they are good-looking, but they are not practical, why buy them." ”

Xifu was originally a casual remark, but when A-Niang heard it, she felt that this daughter was comforting people, and secretly sighed that she was sensible and well-behaved.

"Daddy and Auntie, there is a pharmacy in front of it, called Jishitang, let's go in and have a look. ”

Daddy stood at the door, not knowing where to put the donkey, Xifu ran over, led the donkey to a half-human high stone pillar, and tied it. "Daddy and Auntie, this is called a horse tethering stone, which is used for tethering animals to guests. Daddy and Auntie laughed happily, this daughter is really capable and literate.

After two or three days of communication, Daddy seems to be able to slowly recognize the mouth shape of Xifu, some simple words, look at the mouth shape and understand the seven, seven, eight, eight or eight, saving Ah Niang's translation work, and it is much easier to communicate.

Xifu took the lead, and Daddy and Auntie followed behind.

Originally, A-Niang was good at bargaining, but in such a large pharmacy, in the face of decently dressed clerks, A-Niang was a little timid, so the errand of bargaining was taken over by Xifu.

In advance, A-Niang has roughly given Xifu an offer, the little ginseng is estimated to be sold for forty copper dollars, and the ginseng can be sold for at least two hundred copper dollars, because she has never sold such an old ginseng before, and she can't say the specific price.

Regarding monetary measurement, Xifu has a general understanding that Yongzhen is similar to Dazeguo, and 10,000 copper coins are ten hangings, which is equivalent to ten taels of silver and one tael of gold.

The three of them walked up to the tall counter, and a teenage guy lowered his head to record something and asked: Would you like to buy medicine or see a doctor?

Xifu knocked on the counter and replied with a smile, "Little brother, we don't buy medicine or see a doctor."

The guy raised his head, and Xifu saw a face with thin eyebrows, thin eyes and thin lips, with a happy face, "Then you want to sell medicine!" and then shouted behind him, "Second master, collect medicine!"

After a while, an obese middle-aged man with a kind face came out of it. Bearded, wearing a dark blue robe, with standard figure-eight steps.

Xifu opened his mouth and asked, "Sir, may I ask what is the price of the best ginseng you have here?"

The second master smiled and said: "This, it's hard to say, ordinary ginseng, there are also low twenty or thirty wen, good quality, long age, high thousands of taels of silver, there are also." I just don't know what your ginseng looks like. ”

Xifu took out a small hand and placed it on the table. This is an old fox, these words are equivalent to saying nothing, but you can't show him good ginseng all at once, he will definitely lower the price, and she doesn't understand the ginseng market, she will definitely suffer, first take the little ginseng to test it.

The second master took out a magnifying glass, surrounded the little ginseng, pretending to look at it, and after a few breaths, he shook his head, "In terms of vintage, this ginseng is only ten years old, and the quality is really poor. But it's not easy to see that you guys are rushing to the next episode, so I'll give you twenty wen, no, twenty-five wen!"

When Xifu saw that he had just seen the ginseng, he nodded casually, and it was obvious that he thought the ginseng was good;

When he spoke, his eyes were hesitant, which showed that he was organizing his words, and if he was telling what he was thinking, without organizing at all, it was obvious that he was lying.

At this time, the bun on Xifu's back barked a few times, and it was saying: Old fox, thirty years, thirty years.

"Sir, you mean that ten years of ginseng can be sold for twenty-five wen, right?" Xifu was still smiling, his big eyes were blinking, and he looked cute.

The second master was stunned by her question, knowing that she must have a trap, but he couldn't take back what he said, so he had to answer: "Exactly, exactly."

"What if it's 30 years old? Can it be sold for Baiwen?" Xifu still looks harmless to humans and animals.

"Exactly, exactly!" the second master unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was sweating. What is the origin of this little girl? She knows so well about the ginseng market at such a young age.

Xifu turned around and winked at A-Niang, and then whispered to the back, "Adult, how old is the other one?", as if he was teasing the puppy on his back, and the puppy barked loudly. "One hundred and fifty-two years!"

After the puppy barked, Xifu took a step closer to the second master, blinked his eyes and asked, "Then may I ask sir, if a ginseng is one hundred and fifty years old, how much is it worth?"

"One hundred and fifty years?!impossible! thirty years at most!" At this time, the second master came back a little, daring to love this girl actually didn't know how to read the year of ginseng, she should have been lying to me just now.

"Sir, I mean if, if. ”

"If so, then it will be expensive, and if the roots are intact, at least twenty taels of silver! ”

Xifu had an abacus in her heart, although she was not good at arithmetic, she also roughly knew what the concept of twenty taels of silver was. That's equivalent to 20,000 copper coins, and a meat bun is only a penny, and you can buy 20,000 meat buns!

"Sir, take a look at this ginseng again, is it ten years or thirty-two years!" This time, Xifu's voice was low, but his eyes were shining with a cold light.

This look reminded the second master of the wolf's eyes, hey, how did this little white rabbit become a big bad wolf in a blink of an eye?

The second master stubbornly looked at it again, and after a few breaths, he said, "Sure enough, sure enough, this thin whisker looks like ten years, but this general incision, you see, the pulp is gray, and there are fine particles in the slurry to the touch, judging by this graininess, it should be thirty years." It may be that the place where this ginseng grows is too barren, resulting in the appearance of ten years of ginseng, and the old decay has the wrong eye for a while, sin, sin. ”

"Man, give them a hundred wen. The second master shouted a few times at the back room, and after a while, a guy held a hundred dollars and handed it to Xifu, who didn't count the number and handed it to A-Niang.

Ah Niang asked Xifu: "Isn't that one hundred and fifty-year-old ginseng sold?" It seemed like a whisper, but her voice was not low, and it deliberately reached the ears of the second master.

"If you don't sell it, this gentleman has bad eyesight and is easy to misinterpret the vintage. Xifu's voice was not big or small, just enough to reach the ears of everyone present, "In particular, it is easy to look down on the vintage." ”

The second master's face was full of black lines, but the businessman never had trouble with the money, and he was busy bending his waist and chasing after Xifu, and whispered, "My aunt, with you, I don't dare to be wrong anymore, especially I won't look down!"