Hearing the voices of the people around him, Brown's face darkened. He couldn't help but take out his Ningguo identity card and said: "We are not slaves, we are legal citizens of Ningguo, we are people from Sepfat Town!"

Slaves are despicable and no one wants to be a slave.

"Safati Town?"

"Does our Ningguo have a town with such a name?"

"No, this name seems to be the name of the hometown of a white slave in my family. We in Ningguo don't have such a name."

"There really is such a small town. It is said that it was a place where a group of Jews from Europe gathered."

"Oh, Jews, never heard of it."

When the people around heard this, they immediately started talking again.

"Now that you have come to our Ning country, why don't you even change your name?"

"Do they think their names will sound as good as our Ming Dynasty's?"

"That is, we Ming people have the most beautiful writing and language in the world, and our names are also the most meaningful and knowledgeable."

Brown looked at the people around him and could clearly see that these people were not real Ming people.

But at this moment, they are all from Ming Dynasty. If you don’t know, you would really think that they are people from Ming Dynasty.

"terrible!"

"Have they completely forgotten the language and traditions of their own nation?"

Frank whispered in Spanish.

If Ming people brag in front of them about how powerful the Ming Empire is and how beautiful the Ming language is, they won't find it strange.

Any nation or country will be proud of its own language, writing, clothing, etc. This is a normal thing.

But at first glance, these people are not from the Ming Dynasty, but they are constantly bragging about the greatness of the Ming Empire and the advancement of Chinese civilization, which makes people feel very surprised.

"It's really scary."

Brown couldn't help but nod.

Looking everywhere, it is difficult to see real Ming Dynasty people. Even if you see some people with black eyes and black hair, they are probably Koreans or Japanese people.

The real Ming Dynasty people give people the impression that they are gentle gentlemen, with arrogance in their eyes, but they are still very polite to others, because the Ming Dynasty pays attention to etiquette, and the Ming Dynasty people with status, status and knowledge especially value this.

It is difficult to see real Ming people here, but everything here is built according to the customs, styles, etc. of the Ming Dynasty.

Restaurants, teahouses, inns, shops, etc., including people's clothing, words and deeds, etc., all operate according to the Ming Dynasty people.

“There are people selling red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets in front~”

At this time, Barani excitedly pointed to a place in front, and saw two stalls. In one stall, the owner was selling red lanterns, and in the other stall, there was a scholar who looked like a scholar, wearing a long gown, and was writing.

Spring couplets, beside him, there are many people waiting patiently, obviously asking for words.

"It seems we don't have to go to Chixia City."

When Brown saw it, he immediately smiled happily.

Going to Chixia City is not an easy task. It is naturally the best to be able to do good things here in Xinxiang Town.

"Frank, you go buy some lanterns. Once you've bought them, put them on the carriage. I'll buy some Spring Festival couplets."

The three of them found a place, stopped the carriage, and separated.

"How much does this cost?"

Frank didn't speak very well. He came to the place where red lanterns were sold, pointed to the red lanterns on display and asked.

"These lanterns are sold in pairs, and each pair costs 200 Wen!"

The boss, Zhao Niu, was an old man who followed his son to Chixia City in Ningguo. With nothing to do, he made some red lanterns and sold them.

He looked at the white man in front of him and said.

"A pair?"

Frank couldn't understand why the lanterns were sold in pairs, but when he saw that the red lanterns actually cost 200 cents per pair, that is, a red lantern cost a hundred cents.

This red lantern is actually very simple to make. Just make a ball shape out of a few pieces of bamboo or wood, then wrap it in red cloth and write a few words on it. It's so simple.

But it actually cost a hundred cents each.

“It’s too expensive, it’s too expensive~”

"A hundred cents a piece is too expensive. How can it cost a hundred cents a piece for such a small thing?"

Frank shook his head.

After arriving in Ningguo, they also learned about the currency in Ningguo, including silver notes, silver dollars and copper coins. Copper coins are the most commonly used in daily life. One hundred copper coins is not a small number. It can buy dozens of kilograms of flour.

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"As I told you, these lanterns are a pair. We sell them together. If you don't sell one, we won't sell them."

"If you think it's expensive, you don't have to buy it and buy it elsewhere."

Old man Zhao Niu was too lazy to pay attention to this person. He always bought lanterns in pairs. The other party insisted on one, and counted them one by one. He had no common sense at all, and it was too expensive. If it was too expensive, he would buy someone else's. If it were in Chixia City, this

A pair of red lanterns costs 250 yuan.

"I said you European barbarian, do you want to buy it or not?"

"If you don't want to buy it, get out of here. You don't know anything, so why are you buying lanterns?"

Someone next to me looked at Frank and shouted directly.

"Get out of here, you don't even know how to form a pair, why should you buy a lantern?"

"Don't let Uncle Zhao's skills go to waste."

"Yes, it's still too expensive. If you go to Chixia City, it will cost you at least 250 coins per pair, and those red lanterns are all made by slaves."

"These red lanterns are all made by Uncle Zhao himself. If you buy them, you will make a profit."

"Yes, yes~"

"Uncle Zhao, give me a pair~"

The people next to him pointed at Frank and said, everyone was unhappy when they looked at Frank. When they looked at Uncle Zhao, their faces were full of smiles.

Frank's eyes widened immediately. He just wanted to buy lanterns one by one and bargain, but he didn't want to be reprimanded by so many people.

On the other side, Brown and Barani were also queuing up, preparing to buy some couplets to take home.

Barani was queuing up, while Brown was trying to find out more about the situation.

He looked carefully and saw that the person writing was a Ming Dynasty man wearing a long gown with long hair. He was a little different from the people around him, but he had dark eyes and long black hair.

There were several young women with blond hair and blue eyes busy around him. Some were helping to grind the couplets, some were helping to dry the couplets, others were helping to cut the paper, and one was helping to collect money.

Everyone is very busy and business is extremely booming.

"This business seems to be very good?"

Brown looked at the busy stall and couldn't help but think of this in his heart.

"How much does this Spring Festival couplet cost?"

He came to a woman collecting money and asked.

The other party was very busy. When he heard Brown's words, he raised his head slightly and looked very little surprised.

"You can't say that. If the young master hears it, the young master will be angry."

"If you are here to ask for calligraphy treasures, you have to prepare money first. If you just post Spring Festival couplets in general, you can pay some retouching fees. But if you have special requirements and want me to write them individually for you, you will have to pay extra.

Polishing fee."

Jinxia looked at Brown in front of her and whispered quickly.

Scholars who come out to sell calligraphy are actually very miserable. This young master of hers must be considered this kind of person. He failed to pass the imperial examination in the Ming Dynasty, and out of frustration, he immigrated to Chixia City and settled down here.

After the immigrants came here, Ning Guo rewarded him with a large amount of land, cattle for farming, and slaves, so that he could have enough food and clothing. However, he was not willing to let his talents be buried, so he wanted to tell everyone through writing,

He is a scholar and hopes to find an official position in Ningguo.

"Retouching fee?"

Brown was immediately dumbfounded, and immediately felt that this Ming Dynasty was full of knowledge.

"Actually, it means money, but in the Ming Dynasty, scholars had a high status, and talking about money felt like it would damage their reputation, so they called it writing fees."

Jinxia quickly explained in Italian.

"are you Italian?"

When Brown heard this, he quickly asked in Italian.

"Hmm~"

"I was sold to slave traders by my parents, and finally sold here and became the servant of the young master."

Jinxia nodded and told her life experience.
To be continued...