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"Wait a minute. Let's take a look at the tea leaves!" Guangdan quickly grabbed Uncle Fang who was about to move forward.

"Ah? Why are you looking at this thing?" Uncle Fang stopped walking forward with some confusion, turned his head and looked at the tea leaves in the oil paper bag inside the burlap bag with some curiosity.

"Uncle, how much is this?" Guangdan trotted to the tea leaves stall, stretched his head and asked seriously.

"Although these are broken pieces, they are also tea leaves from the south. They are extremely rare here. Now they are 15 cents per pound." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Guangdan gasped instantly. Fifteen cents a pound? And it was tea leaves?

Fang Cuihua, who was following behind him, pursed her lips, glanced at Guangdan, and asked with a wooden face: "Boss, please tell me the real price. Fifteen is too expensive."

"Oh, lady, you probably don't know the price of tea in Xiling. These are broken pieces, otherwise I can sell them for a hundred coins!" The middle-aged man said, shaking his head.

"You also said that this is broken into pieces. It's more than broken pieces, it's almost the same as powder. It's far from tea leaves. Please don't fool us honest people." Fang Cuihua said with her arms folded across her chest, as if to say, "Don't look down on us."

"You are such a good talker, sister. I'll give you thirteen cents per pound for anything over ten pounds." The middle-aged man gestured with his hand, then looked at Fang Cuihua with some anticipation.

"Twelve cents. If it's possible, we'll buy it right away." Guangdan immediately took over the conversation.

"That's fifteen pounds."

"Okay, weigh it for us."

Guangdan ignored Uncle Fang's puzzled look and just winked at Fang Cuihua and made the decision.

At this point, we should explain why Guangdan would rather sell braised meat and pickles than sell tea eggs. There are so many chickens in his home laying eggs every day. Doesn’t he want to sell them?

No, the price of tea in their county is simply sky-high.

They in Xiling do not produce tea. Maybe there is some tea in some deep mountains, but at least tea is not as easy to grow here as in the south, so basically all the tea here is transported in from outside by caravans.

Therefore, tea has never been enjoyed by the poor masses of farmers, and Guangdan has never considered making tea eggs. But now seeing the tea leaves, it’s different.

These tea leaves may be discarded during long-distance transportation by caravans, so the price is naturally cheap. Moreover, they are too fine to be used to make tea. However, this does not prevent the making of tea eggs.

Fang Cuihua promptly bought 15 kilograms of tea leaves, also carrying them in a burlap bag inside an oil paper bag. She had some doubts, but this was not the time to ask questions at the market.

This area was basically filled with spices and seasonings. Guangdan quickly purchased all of them for the braised food shop, and then sold them to Uncle Fang and Fang Cuihua in the somewhat astonished eyes of them.

The spices here are not only cheap, but there are also more choices. If Second Aunt were to come here, it would be like a mouse falling into a rice jar, and she would never want to leave.

(It doesn’t seem right to compare Second Aunt to a mouse, does it?)

What really excited Guangdan was not the spices, but the chili powder. He had seen it in the county last time, but gave up because he thought it was too expensive. This time, he was determined to get it!

At this time, he didn't care about his mother and uncle who were carrying bags behind him, and ran straight to the stall.

The stall was run by an elderly man with a youthful face and white hair, who looked very energetic.

"What do you want to see, little guy? Grandpa will introduce it to you." The old man asked happily when he saw Guangdan.

"Grandpa, how much is this chili powder?" Guangdan pointed at the eye-scalding red chili powder in front of him and said with a smile.

"Oh, kid, you know this is chili powder. Ours is the cheapest in the whole South Gate, 150 wen per pound." The old man stroked his beard and tilted his head to stare at Guangdan with interest.

When Guangdan heard the price of 150 wen per jin, his heart skipped a beat. The last time he asked in the county town, the price was 200 wen per jin. There was only a difference of 50 wen per jin!!!

"How much cheaper would it be if I ordered more?" Guangdan asked impatiently.

"How much do you want, kid? Look, I still have 250 kilograms left today. Do you want all of them?" Seeing that there were no customers at the moment, the old man asked jokingly.

"If you offer a good price, I will take them all. I'm not kidding. This is my mother and my uncle." Guangdan pointed at Fang Cuihua and Uncle Fang who were carrying a pile of burlap bags.

"Really? 140 cents, you can take all of this." The old man sat up straight with some disbelief, and said directly to Fang Cuihua and Uncle Fang.

"125 cents, we'll take it all." Guangdan looked at the old man with some determination.

"This price is too low! At least 135 cents." The old man shook his head and refused, then continued to stare at the empty egg, waiting for the other party to raise the price.

"Forget it, the most we can accept is 125 cents. We can't accept even one cent more. After all, we want a lot." Guangdan said, shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave.

The old man looked at the three people who left without saying anything in surprise and quickly shouted, "Come on, come on, I won't deliver the goods to you, you can carry it away by yourselves!"

Hearing the old man's request to stay, Guangdan grinned happily, then quickly suppressed his smile, turned his head and said seriously: "It's okay, we can move it ourselves, what we have is strength!!"