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    The man laughed loudly: "Want to learn Taoism? Come with me!" He took the lead and walked away.  Wen Fei hesitated for a moment, he was not the kind of kid who didn't care about the world.  It was just that he was obsessed with learning Taoism, so he followed that person.  After walking about a few hundred meters, Wen Fei realized that he was actually not far from the market.  I guess I was confused by the broken fox, so I couldn't see it.  Not far ahead, there seem to be faint traces of houses. This market is quite simple, and there are no fixed houses even during the day.  It seems that they just built a few simple wooden houses with wooden boards or something, and I don't know if anyone has any.  After taking a few steps forward, I could vaguely see the outline of a house.  As I got closer, I saw that the house was very simple, more like a broken shed.  The big man walked directly in, and then there was a clicking sound. After a few rings, an oil lamp was lit, and a dim light came out from the crack in the door.  Wen Fei followed him in cautiously. As soon as he entered the house, Wen Fei began to regret it. Good guy, there was an unspeakable stench that almost made Wen Fei's nose crooked.  Wen Fei is already quite sloppy, so it's normal for his room to be cleaned only once every half month.  But the place where this man lives has probably never been cleaned. The smell of sweat, stinky feet, and various other odors mixed together and fermented is a hundred times stronger than the smell of the male dormitory in the university!  Wen Fei couldn't sit still, so he quickly stepped out and took a few deep breaths of the cold night air in the countryside, and then he felt like he was alive.  Even the man seemed to know that the smell in his room was quite unpleasant, and he blushed a little, but under the dim oil lamp, he probably couldn't tell.  "Taoist priest, you brought so many things to sell at the mule and horse market, right?" the man asked directly.  Wen Fei breathed a sigh of relief. He originally made up a story to deceive others, but it would be better if the other party figured it out on their own.  In fact, he wanted to ask what day it was now. It would be better to ask which dynasty and generation it was from, and which emperor was in charge.  But he also knew that asking about these things might not be very appropriate!  "When is the market tomorrow?" Wen Fei asked.  The man glanced at Wen Fei in surprise: "There won't be one tomorrow. It won't be there until the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow!" "What? There won't be a market tomorrow?" Wen Fei was surprised. In his memory, the market thing wasn't there.  If you say it's open 24 hours a day, at least you have to be open 17 or 18 hours, right?  Even if conditions were worse in ancient times, at least they would be open every day, right?  I was completely blindsided by this stick.  "One episode is every five days, Taoist Priest, don't you know?" The man looked at Wen Fei in surprise: "This is the countryside, there is an episode every five days. In some prosperous places, there is an episode every two days" Text  Fei was crying, completely unaware of what the man was talking about.  "You don't even know this, yet you dare to come to the gathering of mules and horses? Aren't you afraid of being killed by the Fan people?" Wen Fei asked: "Fan people? What Fan people?" "Of course they are Dangxiang and Tubo people, this is  You don¡¯t even know?¡± The man¡¯s tone began to sound suspicious.  Wen Fei could only smile bitterly, but before he could say anything, the man said, "This is under the rule of Lanzhou, you know that, right?" Lanzhou?  Wen Fei nodded quickly. Lanzhou Shaobing and Lanzhou Ramen, of course they are very familiar!  "Taoist Master, are you buying things? Or are you picking these things to sell?" Wen Fei smiled bitterly: "We have a few extra kitchen knives in the Taoist temple that we can't use up, so we picked them out and sold them." "Oh," that man oh  After making a sound, he said: "Taoist Priest, if you don't mind where you live, these things of yours are not worth much!" "Not valuable?"  Wen Fei seemed to have been hit in the head with a big stick again, and his eyes almost made stars pop out.  "This, this is a fine steel knife!" Wen Fei shouted, feeling a little aggrieved.  "Who in the country can afford a very good steel knife? Generally, an iron knife worth twenty or thirty cents is enough. A knife worth more than ten cents can also be used." "Ten cents?" Wen Fei heard this.  I want to cry, what can I buy with more than ten yuan?  It seems like on TV it costs a penny to buy a flatbread, right?  "So a knife only costs more than ten yuan? If I had known it, I would have bought a kitchen knife like yours in the supermarket for a few yuan a piece and fooled people! "But these pots" The man picked out everything  He looked at it and flicked it again: "It's too thin I'm afraid it won't last long?  When country people buy something, they wish they could use it for a lifetime!  " Wen Fei was completely speechless. It seemed that he was really not good at doing business. His first investment in his life had already failed. " So how much does a chicken cost?  Where are the eggs?"Wen Fei couldn't forget it. "Oh, this isn't expensive either.  It's almost a few dozen cents" The man said, "Eggs are even cheaper, one or two cents each.  " Wen Fei was completely speechless. It seems that prices in ancient times were indeed not cheap. In his mind, a penny was equivalent to a dollar. " Well, if you sell all these things, one dollar is enough to buy a chicken!  "The man said. "It's over, it's over, it cost more than 800 yuan, and the things I bought are only enough to exchange for one chicken. Damn, although the price of farm chicken is very high now, it costs more than 23 yuan per pound.  A pound of chicken, but the price is not outrageous, right? A pound of chicken costs more than 100 yuan! The man seemed to see Wen Fei¡¯s frustration and said with a smile, ¡°Country people can¡¯t afford such a good knife like yours.  Those people can afford it.  They don't know how to make iron themselves, so they all rely on trade with our Song Dynasty and Xixia.  No matter how bad things are, they are still rushing to buy them. Maybe your knife can be sold for a good price.  " Wen Fei said "Oh", feeling much more balanced this time. But he heard the man say: "But it's still spring, and those tribes live in pursuit of water and grass, and they are not nearby now.  They won't migrate back until the weather gets hotter.  I'm afraid it will take another two months for your knife to be sold!  " It seemed that the plan to go to ancient times to pick up bargains was completely ruined. Wen Fei was full of frustration. He refused to give up and asked: "Then what is easy to sell here?  The man laughed and said, "Of course, it depends on how brave you are, Taoist priest."  The three items of salt, tea and wine are indispensable to every household, and the prices are very high!  However, these things are all exclusive to the government" Wen Fei was still interested at first, but he lost interest when he heard the words "monopoly". If he didn't know how powerful it was before, he might not have taken the ancient government into consideration.  But after suffering a loss last time, I feel sad. The ancient government will not talk to you about human rights and laws, and will just arrest you and throw you into jail without even blinking. You have no place to complain.
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