After Mu Xiaoyue and the others arrived at the market, they looked at the dazzling variety of goods, and their eyes were a little straightened. Hey, that flower cloth is so beautiful, and that fruit snack was transported from Suzhou and Hangzhou, right?

I haven't eaten it for a long time, that candy, that meat, that clay man...

Anyway, after living in the cold winter for so long, looking at the fresh goods in the city, I really want to buy everything.

Unfortunately, after escaping, their pockets were empty.

Now, they are just relying on the mountain goods in the animal skin bags to change some essential daily necessities to go home.

Along the way, Jiang Dahu was a little nervous and said, "Uncle San, He Xi, can we really sell these things? What if we can't sell them?"

This is all the mountain goods collected by everyone in the village. Everyone relies on these things to exchange for food, clothes and other supplies. What if they can't be sold?

Jiang Hexi said, "Don't worry, you can definitely sell it."

As everyone talked, they came to a medicinal shop.

Jiang Hexi and everyone walked into the medicinal materials shop.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man in his early forties. When he saw someone coming in, he said, "Customer, what medicine do you want to buy?"

Jiang Hexi said, "Shopkeeper, do you collect old ginseng here?"

"Old ginseng? Received, collected!"

Jiang Hexi took out a ginseng that was about fifty years old and said, "Shopkeeper, how much does this ginseng cost?"

The shopkeeper saw the scattered animal skin bag, and took out a ginseng that had been around for about fifty years, and his eyes widened.

He took the ginseng over, looked carefully, and said, "This ginseng has been around for about fifty years and is worth about fifty taels of silver."

After hearing this, Jiang Hexi knew that this was a fair price, so he immediately took out five.
Chapter completed!