Chapter 25 - 25 Chapter 22 Striking It Rich_1 (1/2)

25 Chapter 22 Striking It Rich_1

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“Young brother, where are you planning to sell that? I know several places in the city that buy animal hides are really shady, they really drive a hard bargain. Do you want me to tell you secretly? To avoid stepping into a trap!”

The middle-aged man had switched to a kind-hearted face this time.

Qin Niu still said nothing, his head down as he hurried on his way.

His destination was clear, the garment market.

In his first three visits to the city, he had made a point of observing the garment market in Black Tiger City, where they sold various kinds of clothes, shoes, armors, protective gear, hats, cushions, and leather mats.

Within the market, multiple shops selling high-end clothing and leather mats had signs in conspicuous places, offering to buy various kinds of animal skins at high prices.

The words “high prices” were directly ignored by Qin Niu as a routine trick.

His idea was simple, just to find a reasonably fair shop and sell it at a fair price.

As long as he was not being cheated, even if he sold it for a few hundred wen less, it wouldn’t matter.

“Young brother, since we are fated to meet, let me tell you about two places that offer a particularly fair purchase price. Their prices are at least one tael of silver higher than others,” said the middle-aged man, obviously not ready to let his prey go so easily, lest he’d have trouble explaining to his higher-ups.

At this moment, Qin Niu made a move.

His right hand ‘quietly’ reached to his waist and drew out a dagger, holding it reversed and hidden in his sleeve.

This movement seemed ‘secretive’, but in fact, the middle-aged man saw it clearly. His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously kept a little more distance from Qin Niu.

Country folk mostly did manual labor and were considered strong and sturdy.

They inherently stuck to their guns.

This youth seemed young but definitely wasn’t simple if he could hunt a black bear.

The middle-aged man usually engaged in swindling and deceiving, with no more strength than an average citizen. Seeing the youth silently drawing his dagger and hiding it in his sleeve, he instantly lost his nerve.

This young man clearly wasn’t easy to communicate with.

Such people tended to act drastically, and what if he stabbed him out of the blue, wouldn’t that be a terrible injustice?

“Young brother, young brother…”

The middle-aged man called him from a distance.

Without looking back, Qin Niu continued to walk forward, but his right hand, holding the dagger, was clearly straining, and his tricep bulged. His left hand, meanwhile, tightened its grip on the basket on his back.

The middle-aged man who had been pestering him narrowed his eyes and didn’t dare to follow any longer.

With a weapon in hand, murderous intent arose.

Facing someone who might kill at the slightest disagreement, he couldn’t help but be afraid.

There were always prey every day, and he wouldn’t miss just one. Worried about risking his life, the middle-aged man decisively gave up.

Noticing that the middle-aged man had stopped following him, the corners of Qin Niu’s mouth lifted in a hardly perceivable smile as he silently slid the dagger back into its sheath at his waist.

He was just putting on a show.

After he shook off that man, no one else came to bother him.

He quickened his pace and reached the garment market, where groups of city folk were seen ordering clothes.

In this world, the vast majority of common people would only buy one or two sets of clothes a year, which was considered a big deal, especially when it came to winter clothes, which often coincided with the New Year.

It was only near the end of the year that one would purchase new clothes to welcome the New Year.

For families with poor financial conditions, it was common to buy a new set of clothes only every few years.

A set of clothes was usually not cheap, even the coarse cloth or linen, a single most ordinary garment would cost at least four hundred wen and up.

These days, clothes were all handmade, without the possibility of machine mass production.

So the cost of labor wasn’t cheap either.

Some high-end tailors even charged a manual labor fee of three to seven taels of silver for one piece.

Of course, these were exorbitant fees.

Equivalent to ‘expert’ level tailors.

There’s a saying that a good saddle goes with a good horse, and the same goes for tailor-made clothes. Good fabrics would never be wasted on ordinary tailors.

Gorgeous clothes are often crafted by tailors of high skill who hold a certain reputation in the trade.

It’s said that even for a single coat of the Gang Leader of the Black Tiger Gang, the materials and labor cost would amount to thousands of taels of silver.

That was a vast fortune many common people would not earn in a lifetime.