Before dinner, Ye Qing carried half a bamboo basket of abalone into the city. Half of the abalone was left at home to make teeth sacrifices, and a few kilograms of sea cucumbers were left behind.

In addition to abalone, Ye Qing also had a red gold scalloped skin worth a thousand pounds hidden in his arms.

With the protection of abalone, it can conceal the reason why Ye Qing suddenly became rich. At most, others think that he is not taking his life seriously and go to the sea to become abalone picker.

Standing under the three-meter-high blue brick tower, Ye Qing felt the heavy weight in the bamboo basket behind him and the red gold scales wrapped in his arms, and suddenly felt the heroic spirit and wealth.

As soon as he walked to the city gate, Ye Qing was stopped by four guards with a plain sword on his waist: "Stop, you can get a copper coin when entering the city."

"Ah?" Ye Qing quickly touched his pocket, but he was just happy on the way he came and forgot about the cost of entering the city.

"Several soldiers, my family is poor and I can't even take out a copper plate. Can I sell the seafood and make up for it when I leave the city?" There was no choice but to point to the abalone in the bamboo basket and complain: "Look, I'm abalone here. After I sell it, I will bring a bottle of good wine for the soldiers."

When several soldiers heard the visitor looked at each other, they all felt that this kid was very good at it.

"A small matter, I think you look familiar and often go to the city to sell fish. I'll help you with the copper plate, go in."

"Thank you, brothers, soldiers!" Ye Qing smiled and entered the city.

The fish city in Huangyu County is located in the west of the city and is located near the sea. Ye Qing arrived at his destination within a few minutes after entering the city.

The fish market is not large in size, surrounded by a circle of fences, and there is not even a brick platform inside. The strong fishy smell can make people fall into trouble.

As soon as Ye Qing entered, he saw a large number of fish men gathering around the door where the officers were collecting small yellow croakers. Some people used buckets to pick them up, and some used water trucks to pull them. Even in the fish market, there were small yellow croakers everywhere.

There is no way, who will let the county magistrate get tired of his brain and give each household in the county half a pound?

The specialty of yellow croaker County is the small yellow croaker that local fishermen used to capture, with a maximum of four copper coins per kilogram. Now the county master said that no matter how big or small, as long as they live, they will be five cents, and all the fishermen will catch the small yellow croaker.

As for why the county magistrate is in a state of confusion?

Some people are rumored that the county magistrate is going to be promoted, and some people say that the county magistrate is about to become pregnant after almost fifty years of age. This month is coming soon, and the county magistrate is doing good deeds to accumulate merit for the mother and the mother.

Ye Qingcai ignored the reason. He now sells abalone. One pound can match a hundred pounds of small yellow croaker, which is a serious and high-end product.

After finding a secluded place, Ye Qing squatted on the ground and waited quietly for the seller to come.

There is no need to worry about selling abalone, the bigger it is. Less than half an hour after Ye Qing set up a stall, there were six restaurant owners squatting in front of the stall to pick up and pick them up.

Ye Qing offered to sell half a tael of silver per kilogram, and he sold it all the time.

Abalone in the bamboo basket is generally two pounds. If it is made into dried abalone, it is three-headed abalone. The restaurant can be cooked and sold to customers, and at least it can be sold for three taels of silver.

The abalone tastes delicious, and the dried abalone made by famous artists is even more delicious. Abalone weighing one pound is even more expensive. However, because it takes a year to process and dry abalone. Ye Qing doesn’t have that time and has to sell fresh abalone.

Six waves of customers bought twenty kilograms of fresh abalone, and Ye Qing harvested ten taels of silver. According to purchasing power, it is equivalent to ten thousand yuan.

There were still ten kilograms left in the bamboo basket, so Ye Qing decided to close the stall and sell the red gold scalloped skin hidden in his arms.

If you don’t choose a reliable and reliable seller like a treasure like Red Gold Shredded Skin, even if Ye Qing has ten lives, it is not enough for others to kill him.

Fortunately, Ye Qing knew that he could acquire red gold scalloped skin and would not have the intention to make money.

Anyone who makes a living in the fish market knows a boss named Chen Zijia.

No one knows where this person comes from, but only knows that he came to Huangyu County four years ago. He has booked a room in Huangyu County for many years and then started to purchase various treasures of rare treasures.

In four years, Mr. Chen Zijia and Mr. Chen won the recognition of all fishermen in Huangqi County with their unrestrained price and sincere and kind quality. Any fishermen in Huangqi County, and any treasures that come from the sea, will definitely find Mr. Chen to take action.

In the four years, there are many treasures he has handled from here. They are like Yunhuo Coral, a century-old purple fritillaria, walnut-large pure black pearls, and these treasures in the sea that are of the same level as red gold and scallops. But I have never heard of these bitter fishermen who sell their treasures and lose their lives. They all live in luxury houses in the county town, marry concubines, and live in the land with great pleasure.

I heard from the fisherman who had sold his treasures that Boss Chen has learned the method of immortality. He is half a god, so he doesn’t want anything, how could he bully us all these sufferings?

Selling the treasure to him will make you feel ten thousand hearts.

He carried the bamboo basket on his back, and Ye Qing lowered his head and prepared to leave the fish market. At this time, the bamboo basket behind him was suddenly grabbed by someone with a powerful hand.

Ye Qing thought to himself that it must be the fishermen who recognized him.

Ye Qing turned his head, but found that there were several officers wearing gray hats and robes.

Ye Qing recognized these servants. These days they helped the county master collect small yellow croakers in the fish market. During the days when selling small yellow croakers, Ye Qing paid the "hard-earned money" as usual. Why did he stop him today?

He reached out to grab Ye Qing's servant and didn't give him a chance to ask questions. He just relied on his tall man and his horse to hit him with a punch. Ye Qing is only sixteen years old this year. He has been living a bitter life in Coptis chinensis for six years and tortured him so thin that he could hold back the fist of an adult man?

All the abalone in the bamboo basket was spilled out, and Ye Qing was smashed and fell into the dirty water on the ground.

"Yo yell, come and sell abalone?" The man who attacked the fishermen who called Mr. Zhao said angrily: "I said how dare I throw fish buckets in front of me yesterday? It turned out that I got the good goods."

"When I get the good product, I dare to silence my face in front of me and throw a fish bucket?"

The leader Zhao Yong squatted in front of Ye Qing with a fierce face, picked up an abalone from the ground, and kept weighing it in his hand: "You can't sell the fish to me, but if you don't look like you in front of me, you're throwing the fish bucket, that's just slapping Master Zhao in my face."

Ye Qing didn't say a word, enduring the severe pain on his shoulders and the anger in his heart.

"Boy, Mr. Zhao smashed you with fish yesterday. That was your blessing. Why don't you thank Mr. Zhao quickly?" Several fish collectors next to him picked up scattered abalone from the ground with a smile, and put them on the water truck next to him.

Looking at the abalone worth five taels of silver, which was originally intended to be given to Boss Chen as a gift, was taken for himself by these servants. Ye Qing suddenly felt a strong sense of sorrow in his heart. He was mourning for himself, mourning that he was unable to stop all this.

"It is said that the abalone picker is a sloppy young man who is not afraid of heaven and earth. Today I will give you a chance to admit your mistake." Zhao Yong, the leader, knocked Ye Qing's head with abalone: ​​"I admit it, I will come to the fish market to sell fish in the future. I will let you be the first one."

"Don't admit your mistake, the next time you enter the fish market, it will be the day when you break your legs."

The fishermen who came to watch the lively fun, and the older ones all secretly scolded in their hearts that these servants were not humans and that they were simply trying to cut off their lives. Some were gloating.

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The sky was getting darker and the corners of his mouth were bruised. He walked on Qionghua Street with extremely slow steps.

The three-story [Customer Going Upstairs] is composed of blue bricks and gray tiles. The eaves of the building are full of lanterns. The waiter stood on both sides of the door, bent down and smiled and greeted the guests inside.

"Beggar~ Get out." The waiter standing at the door greeting, saw Ye Qing's dirty footprints all over his body, and immediately changed his face.

"I'll look for Boss Chen Zijia." Ye Qing rolled his eyes: "I'll sell things to him."

"Selling things?" The waiter sneer sneered: "You little beggar, what can you have worthy of Mr. Chen's attention?"

"Don't let in?"

"Get in and ask Mr. Chen to let him in naturally. But two hours ago, Mr. Chen told him not to disturb him. If you want to see Mr. Chen, you have to wait until Mr. Chen finishes his work."

Ye Qing just lifted his left foot in, but his foot was stopped again.
Chapter completed!