Chapter 229 (1/2)
After co out of the temple, Fan Xian had been followed by three people He didn't knohether they were spies from the Brocade Guard orto let the picked off those three adversaries, Fan Xianhi the alley, he did not get into a carriage, because any contact he made with people would leave traces that could be followed by Northern Qi On the darew in number Under cover of the crowd, Fan Xian lowered his head, and quietly walked alongside theto Overwatch Council procedures for losing a tail, he was supposed to look for a fabric store or sih the rear door,at his destination But Fan Xian did not employ thishim; secondly, he believed that the more twists and turns he made, the more people he would come into contact with, which would make him more easily discovered He crept carefully and secretly into an official's residence, unsure what he was going to do there
Luckily, at that an to open once more The fine rain was silent but visible, and it effectively covered up his tracks
Near the Royal Acadehborhood where coood people and riff-raff, filled with the hustle and bustle of everyday life, but in the past few years, order had been reasonably well-kept On top of that, living quarters were cheap, so it had slowly become more crowded Petty un hawking their wares there,some extra cash They set up shop fronts on the street and sat there doing business
This area was unlike Xiushui Street; here, they sold everyday goods at cheap prices, and naturally not of the best quality The third shop that one passed on the east side of the neighborhood was one such establishment The shop sold palh the City of Dongyi Although it was cheap, it tasted fairly good But its color was unappealing, particularly in the winter months, when a layer of white scum would form over it As a result, households with a little bit more dom of Qi
Luckily, the majority of people always lacked disposable incon outside the storefront, stillBut he didn't employ staff; other than the shopkeeper, there was only one part-ti on and off all day, and there were not jiadian Today it was less busy, but the oil merchant's business had little to do eather conditions Any household who had no oil to cook ould stop by, so the oil merchant was not worried Instead, he set out a stool and sat in the doorway to his shop, watching the rain fall outside
Perhaps he really was getting old The young shop assistant had seen hi blankly into space a number of times this year, much more than he had before
”Shopkeeper, I'd like to buy so out the drab daylight from outside The shopkeeper waved a hand and ushered him in
The person took off a rain hat to reveal an ordinary-looking face He laughed and entered the store ”Youngshop assistant, ”I'd like to buy some oil”
”What kind of oil would you like?” asked the shop assistant, all smiles ”We've palm oil, and we've also just had some rapeseed oil come in from the east of Qi” The shop assistant was respectful, but secretly felt apprehensive If they came into the shop, of course they wanted to buy oil Why waste words?
”Give me half a catty of palm oil”
”Very well,” said the shop assistant in a loud, clear voice He nihed the oil, then saw that the person's hands were empty He couldn't help but scratch his head ”Sir, how are you going to carry it?”
”Do you have pots here?”
”We do Three coins for one wooden pot” The shop assistant was happy to be doing business
The custo as they took their oil-filled pot He see else?” asked the shopkeeper curiously
”Do you have sesame oil?”
”Do we have sesa in the doorway, the old shopkeeper's withered right hand treh-quality, I'm afraid,” said the shop assistant dispiritedly ”This is Zhangjiadian, nobody can afford sesame oil around here” As he spoke, the shopkeeper slowly made his way back to the counter and waved a hand to dismiss the shop assistant He looked at the customer and smiled
”Sesame oil is too expensive Except on festive occasions, people don't normally buy it There's still half a year until the next festival, so we haven't ordered any”
”It's not just for festival days It's also for holding re
The old shopkeeper became more respectful ”If you tell us how much, then we can place an order on your behalf, sir”
The conversation had reached its crux, so the two ood, so he rattled off the weight he needed clearly and unauously ”I want seven catties, three taels, nine maces and four hao of palm oil” [1]