The stall owner was an old man in his sixties, dressed in a shabby camouflage uniform wrapped around a thin body, and his brown arms with cuffs rolled up were full of thick green tendons.

At first glance, he is an old herb picker.

"Boss, how do you sell this night vine and cocoon god?"

Zhao Yang pointed to a handful of withered vines on the stall and a fist-sized gray and white thing with a tree root wrapped in the middle.

The old man raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yang, a little surprised, but those who could recognize this were all experts, and after a little hesitation, he said: "They are all good things from the previous year, one hundred night vines, and one hundred and fifteen cocoon gods!"

Zhao Yang didn't say much, stretched out his hand and took out two tickets, handed them over and said, "Two hundred bought!"

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yang again, stretched out his hand to take it, then took out a newspaper, wrapped the night vine and the cocoon god, and handed it over.

After putting his things away and putting them in his backpack, Zhao Yang strode to a storefront in the depths of the market.

He had just turned around, and he didn't see a stall selling musk, so he had to go to the medicinal herb shop inside.

The herb shops in the market have a complete range of products, and often have some good goods, although they are more expensive than those that set up stalls, but they are cheaper than other pharmacies.

Musk is indeed very expensive, especially now that they are basically pure mountain goods, and the output is not much, but fortunately, Zhao Yang needs a small amount.

Five grams of musk cost Zhao Yang more than two hundred.

Half of the money I earned in a day today will be spent.

It made Zhao Yang feel a little distressed, but fortunately, these are all good goods that I bought today, and they are worth the price.

This night vine is at least more than ten years, and the cocoon god is at least fifteen to twenty years old, so it is very good to use it as a medicine.

Now that you've bought all these things, it's time to go to the vegetable market and buy roosters.

Zhao Yang carried his bag and walked towards the exit of the market.

But when he walked to the gate of the market, he heard the sound of "ding" coming from the side, and Zhao Yang couldn't help but look towards the blacksmith shop next to him.

On the left side of the door of the blacksmith shop were five or six spears on a wooden shelf, and on the right wall hung seven or eight long knives with bright swords.

In the deepest part of the blacksmith's shop, there was a faint red light overflowing, and the sound of "dingding" came from here.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Yang walked in slowly.

"What does the little brother want to buy?"

The middle-aged woman guarding the shop stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Zhao Yang looked around twice and said, "Are there any daggers or short knives or anything like that?"

"Dagger?"

Hearing that it was a small piece, the woman's face turned a little cold, and she pointed to a small wooden platform next to her and said, "There are seven or eight pieces here, you can pick and choose by yourself."

Zhao Yang stepped forward, and sure enough, he saw that there were seven or eight short knives about seven or eight feet long in the wooden frame of this platform.

After a casual glance, these short knives are basically not bad, but the workmanship is a little rougher.

Well...... In Zhao Yang's eyes, it doesn't look handsome enough.

"Boss, anything else?"

Listening to Zhao Yang's words, the woman leaned over and opened the cabinet, took out a plate from it, put it on the table, and said, "The short ones are all here!"

Zhao Yang glanced twice, there are four handles in this plate, two of which are similar to the ones above, and the other two handles are obviously delicate, both of which are double-edged.

One of them had an animal-skin scabbard, about a foot long, which was quite delicate.

Zhao Yang picked it up, pulled out the knife and looked at it, the knife was good, but it was too delicate, the blade was only less than six inches, and the width was only two fingers.

Such a knife is okay for self-defense, but if it is used in the wild, it is a little smaller.

The other handle is slightly longer, simple in style, with a single blade and handle, three fingers wide and seven and a half inches long, faintly with a hint of old color, and without a scabbard.

The woman next to her looked at Zhao Yang's appearance and pointed: "These two handles are received from outside, and the price is more expensive!"

"What is the price?" Zhao Yang said.

"Six hundred for the small ones, five hundred for the big ones!"

Hearing this price, Zhao Yang frowned and said, "It's too expensive!"

"If it's too expensive, you can pick the others, all of them are about three hundred, our things are all genuine, don't shout prices!" the woman said lightly.

Zhao Yang sighed, pointed to the unsheathed dagger, and said, "This three hundred is not for sale!"

"At least four hundred and five!" the woman shook her head, her face growing cold.

"It's too expensive, thank you!"

Zhao Yang nodded, said politely, and turned to leave.

The price of this dagger is indeed beyond his limit, and this one is not particularly wanted to buy.

It's just that in last night's dream, the child used a dagger short sword, so he wanted to buy one.

If you exceed your budget, you don't want to buy it.

I went to the vegetable market and picked out a big rooster with a bright crown and big feathers, spent a hundred yuan, and took it home.

"Teacher Xun, I'm sorry, I'm here again!"

At this moment, Uncle Qian of the Black Tiger Gang came to the Zhao family again, but this time he came alone, and he swept away the domineering attitude of the previous time, his face was full of politeness and smiles, and he didn't look like a debt collector at all.

"Uncle Qian is here, please take a seat, please take a seat!"

Mother Zhao didn't see any contempt or disgust on her face, politely poured a glass of water, and went into the house to get the money.

Uncle Qian sat in this small living room, took two sips of water, and saw a certificate hanging on the opposite wall.

Seeing a few gilded characters on the top, his pupils shrank slightly, and he nodded secretly, sure enough, he was a meritorious person!

"Uncle Qian, it's a total of one thousand and five, count it!" Mother Zhao sent the money over and said.

Uncle Qian smiled more and more politely and said, "Don't count, don't count, you can trust it!"

At that moment, it turned out that he really didn't count it into his pocket, and then handed over a piece of paper and said, "This is a loan book, if you see that there is no problem, then our accounts will be cleared!"

Mother Zhao naturally looked at it carefully, although the family was no longer short of the money, but at the moment she paid off the debt, she was still relieved.

smiled at Uncle Qian and said, "Finally two clear, thank you!"

"You're welcome, we're also a business, you've got through it, and we'll make a little money!"

Knowing that he was not a popular person, Uncle Qian got up and arched his hand, and said, "Then I'll go first!"

Just walked to the door, Uncle Qian suddenly stopped again and turned to look at Zhao's mother.

"Uncle Qian, is there anything else?" said Zhao's mother with a frown.

"Looking for a teacher, forgive me for taking the liberty of it!"

Uncle Qian laughed twice and said, "Your family is now a good family in our Xicheng District, and now the conditions are so good, but the outer city is getting more and more chaotic, so you don't want to go up?"

Mother Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "Uncle Qian, what do you mean?"

"Your family has the conditions now!"

Uncle Qian pointed to the certificate hanging on the wall and said, "Others can't find a way to ask grandpa to sue grandma, so you can go directly to the inner city!"

Looking at the certificate that Uncle Qian pointed to, Mother Zhao took a light breath, a flash of brightness flashed in her eyes, but she shook her head with a smile and said, "The house in the inner city is expensive!"

"It's not expensive, with your family's conditions, 120,000 yuan can move the whole family to the inner city!" Uncle Qian said with a hint of envy.

Mother Zhao hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle Qian, what do you mean?"

"If your family needs, 120,000 yuan, the interest is calculated at the minimum, you can do it for one year or two years!"

Uncle Qian said with a smile: "The lowest interest, this other family does not have such a good thing; your family is now a meritorious family, and Zhao Yang is a fifth-class meritorious person at a young age, so I can give such a condition! It can be regarded as a favor to Zhao Yang!"

"Minimum Interest ......"

Mother Zhao's eyes lit up, but she shook her head again, even if it was the lowest interest, but this was 120,000, how could she afford to borrow it?

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door: "What is the minimum interest?"

"Oops, Zhao Yang is back......."

"Oh, I bought such a big chicken......"

Seeing Zhao Yang come in with a big rooster, Uncle Qian quickly got up and laughed politely.

Zhao Yang smiled and said, "Uncle Qian, you just said how much is the minimum interest?"

"Two cents per month, this is the lowest, or Zhao Yang's face, others can't get it!" Uncle Qian said with a smile.

The monthly interest rate is two cents, according to the current market, it is indeed a low interest rate, Zhao Yang nodded with a smile, and said: "Okay, this interest rate is indeed not high, let's think about it, if necessary, I will come to Uncle Qian when the time comes!"

"Okay, then I won't bother too much, come to me anytime if you need to!"

Hearing this, Uncle Qian smiled with satisfaction, this favor has also been given, as for whether you want it or not, it is the Zhao family's business.