MTL - The Sword Dynasty-Chapter 7 Debt

Even though the Daqin dynasty never prohibited ordinary people from carrying swords, even some open trials were not forbidden. However, some weapons with great lethality, as well as some practicing instruments and practice books, are all items that are strictly prohibited from trading.

What a cultivator can imagine, a large part of it is naturally not used for trading.

However, these things are as hidden in the fish market as the fish under the lotus leaf, and the fish market is just a spontaneous market. Many of the businesses here are not legal.

It’s just that such a market is on the edge of Changling. Why are so many people at the foot of the big man who have been there for so many years?

In this way, a foreigner dressed in a thick eyebrows has such doubts in his heart.

He holds a buttery paper umbrella with a broken edge, wearing a black gauze robes that Changling people rarely wear, without wearing shoes, and directly bare feet.

The shabby butter paper umbrella in his hand was large, but in order to completely obstruct the body in front of him, his small body was still exposed outside and was completely wet by the rain.

The man in front of him is a very short young man. The scholar dresses up, the face of the melon seeds, the face is so beautiful, especially the skin is like white jade, can not see any flaws.

Looking at the shacks in front of the fish market, there are countless overlapping shacks. From high to low, the raindrops are thrown like pearls. The young eyebrows frowning and can’t help but ask for a younger half-head younger than him. People, "The son, why is this market always there?"

The young man dressed up by the scholar smiled coldly. "Only from the inspiration of the two prime ministers, such a market can stay here."

The young man with thick eyebrows still has some puzzles and looks at him with doubt.

"Unlawful transactions can often lead to higher profits, higher profits, and more people who are not dying to bring more things."

The young man dressed up by the scholar said coldly: "In recent years, many overseas treasures have been able to reach Changling, and even many overseas barbarians and practitioners have established contact with Changling, relying not only on the navigation channel of the Weihe River, but also There is a relationship with this fish market. For those who sit on the high temple, they can also get something they could not get before, so they took an eye-opening attitude and closed their eyes. Allowing it to exist here. Of course, all the people who do business here know what order people need, so it is more fair and safe than other large markets in other countries."

"So you must understand that any business must bring greater benefits to people, so that people will be interested in trading with you. And most of the perpetrators will not seek skin with the tiger, they will not Those who are far above themselves can swallow their own object transactions at any time.” The young man dressed up by the scholar turned his head and looked at the silent young man with a sigh of relief. He said quietly: “Because there are such basic rules, I have the confidence to come here to talk."

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The roads in the fish market are rugged and undulating. It is very muddy and difficult to walk. The tens of meters of gaps are stacked on top of each other with more than ten different channels. It is like a maze for people who don’t come often.

However, for the majority of fish market people who do not welcome the hangers at all, they do not mind that the road becomes more complicated and more difficult to walk.

So although the rainy days are very dark, the roads between the shops where the numerous canopies are alternately covered are darker, but only a few merchants have provoked lanterns.

The occasional faint lantern glows like a strange, shaking in the wind.

There are still many people walking through the fish market. Ding Ning took up his umbrella and squatted like a cane. He went to the low depths of the fish market.

Because of the torrential rain, many of the fish market bottoms are just flooded with muddy water. The water level is only half a meter away from the bottom of most hanging houses, but even so, there are many boats floating in the bottom of the hanging house, and the tub is turbid. The muddy water floated away.

Ding Ning walked into a small sling house along a swaying wooden road that was framed by a raft.

This is a small ink shop that sells some ink and paper pens.

The owner of the shop is a lonely old woman who has passed the 60s. Because there is not much money in the usual time, and most transactions in the fish market need a seal or a handprint, so as the only ink shop, the sales of the ink are not bad, life is down. Also can survive.

Because there is nothing in peacetime, this old woman with gray hair was drinking tea in a rough porcelain cup before seeing Ding Ning. She saw the teenager who came in the shadow not far away. She was full. Suddenly a warm smile appeared on the wrinkled cheeks. She turned and took a dish of dried fruit from a closet next to the door.

"How come this rain is coming over?"

Looking at the Ding Ning in front of him just wet the pair of sandals, the old woman completely relieved, and took a pair of clean old sandals to signal Ding Ning to put on.

Ding Ning smiled a little, did not refuse, directly sitting on the edge of the hanging corner to wash his feet, put on clean old sandals, and then looked around the roof and wall of this hanging corner.

The roof and walls are somewhat permeable, but they don't look too serious.

So Ding Ning also let go, sat down on the bench next to the old woman and said: "I was worried that your house had a problem when I saw the heavy rain yesterday. I just wanted to come over and see it. It was only a temporary matter, so it was only Drag here now."

The old woman laughed and she became very happy since she saw Ding Ning's figure.

"Can there be any problem?" She couldn't help but smile and said, "You will make up my room every once in a while, and I will pay more attention to the boat than the boatmen. I see the rain is a little bigger, and then a few days. All the houses here are leaking, and I will not leak them."

Looking at her smile, Ding Ning's mood is even better. He grabbed a few dried fruits and chewed and asked: "What do you need to buy recently? Will I buy it for you?"

"The rice and oil are still full, so you just have to rest." The old woman shook her head and looked at Ding Ning's slightly pale face. She couldn't help but shook her head and asked, "I have lunch." Have you passed?"

"Eat, the pickled fish noodles." Ding Ning smiled.

The old woman was a little unhappy, and said in an unquestionable tone, "That dinner is left for me to eat."

"Good." Ding Ning nodded and agreed. "I want to eat pancakes."

"I will give you braised fish and wax chicken legs." The old woman glanced at him with a blame, but there was more meaning in his eyes. "Is the pancakes so delicious? When you were young, you just walked. At this point, it is normal for me to make a cake for you. As a result, you still remember the thing about the oil cake. If you are doing business, it’s just a cake, but it has helped people to do things for so many years. It’s a big loss.”

"Where there is a loss." Ding Ning said with a smile: "Just do some easy things, mostly just to talk with you, listen to the story, and eat a lot of free meals."

The old woman shook her head and her eyes filled with complicated emotions: "To accompany and talk, to chat, this is the greatest gift for a lonely old man without a child. Changling used to kill many people, like I am so old, but few people have such a blessing."

Ding Ning did not say anything at the moment, hanging down the head of a squirrel like a dried fruit.

In the winter a few years ago, he passed through here, and the old woman with a good heart handed him a hot pancake, and then he often came here to see the old woman and do what she could.

But he knew very well that this is a matter of oil pancakes.

This is because he owes her.

He owes a lot of people, he only hopes that he can pay off slowly, or can compensate.

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As usual, I talked with the old woman for a while. After listening to some of the recent new events in the fish market, Ding Ning gave her a free time to leave, and when she was quietly strolling, she turned to the fish market to be deeper and deeper.

At this time, Song Shenshu should enter the fish market.

Song Shenshu is a small treasurer of Shiku and an acquaintance of Ding Ning.

However, unlike the old woman who opened the shop, Ding Ning did not owe Song Shenshu, but he owed Ding Ning.

In the silent attention of the past few years, Ding Ning knew some of the customs of Song Shenshu, and also knew what difficulties he encountered in his practice.

Therefore, he is sure that Song Shenshu will come to take the fire turtle today, and he will definitely appear in front of him.