An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

When Jing Changning asked, a boy about twelve or thirteen years old stepped forward and offered to introduce him. "The horse market is closed at this time, but many horse dealers rent houses near the market. You can go directly to see the goods. Give me fifty copper coins and I will show you the way. I guarantee you will buy a good horse and carriage."

Without waiting for Jing Changning to bargain, Jing Chunxi took out a small dime from his pocket and handed it over, cutting the Gordian knot. Now was not the time to save such a small amount of money. If he couldn't buy a carriage tonight, it would be troublesome to go back later.

But when her third uncle glared at Jing Chunxi, thinking she was a little too quick, Jing Chunxi stuck out her tongue in fear and hid behind him. It wasn't that he thought the money was worth it, but he felt that a child shouldn't take the initiative to do such things. He also felt that his niece looked down on him and treated him like a decoration.

The boy who led the way was a bit ragged, and at first glance he looked like a child from a poor family. However, he was a chatterbox. After receiving the silver, he said that he couldn't leave. He was not afraid that they would default on the debt, but was even more afraid that the young lady would be scolded. He put the silver back into Jing Changning's hand and said, "Give it to me when you come back and have copper coins."

Then he led them out of the downtown area and walked directly to the edge of the county town. Every few dozen steps, he chattered and told them the general situation of Qingliu County and let them know the approximate location of the shopping area.

Fortunately, the horse market in Qingliu County was not outside the city, but in a remote location. Otherwise, they would not be able to buy anything after the city gates were closed, and the horse market was less than a mile away.

As expected, the horse market was practically deserted this early in the morning, and even the livestock were practically gone. The boy explained that livestock trading usually took place in the morning, with business usually slowing down in the afternoon, if not completely absent. The boy led them directly to a row of houses not far away. It was a row of low-rise buildings, and the stench of livestock manure from the horse market was still lingering. It seemed unlikely anyone other than the livestock trade would live there.

"Uncle Li, are you home? Someone wants to see your cars, cattle, and horses." He hadn't even bothered to ask what kind of livestock the guest wanted to buy, so he just called out. The doors of the houses in the row were all open, and the person in one of them, hearing the noise, immediately came out. It was a middle-aged, obese woman.

"It's Xiao Sanzi. Why are you so late today? Let's have dinner at my aunt's place later." It seems that this kid has done a lot of leading the way. It's true that people who are smart and quick-witted are blessed by God. Even these shopkeepers are so enthusiastic towards him. Jing Chunxi couldn't help but look at him more.

"Yeah, that's the best. I haven't had lunch yet. But you'd better do the business first, otherwise I'll feel embarrassed." The child must have been hungry, and he was not polite at all. As a child from a poor family, he would appreciate any meal he could get, so why would he hesitate?

"Then please take a look inside, sir! This house is small, so we only have two horses and two mules. But they are all top-quality animals, so we keep them here. There's a stable further away with more animals. If you don't like it, I can take you there to have a look."

The landlady led them inside. The front room was very narrow and short, used for daily rest, with only a bed. People lived in the front, while the back was an empty yard, connected to the adjacent houses without any partitions. However, the ground was filled with wooden stakes, where cows, horses, and mules were kept.

Jing Chunxi didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to get too close because the backyard was smelly, for fear of being kicked by the donkey, so he didn't follow, but just watched from a distance.

The proprietress pointed out a few of the animals for Jing Changning to see. Jing Changning didn't look at the horses, nor at the cows grazing nearby. He just looked at the two mules, examining them from head to toe. Jing Chunxi felt that he must be fooling the proprietress. A scholar like him might be okay at looking at horses, at least he had seen them often before, but as for mules, he probably had never seen them before. He was just confusing the proprietress and didn't want her to see that he was a novice.

Finally, he discussed something with the landlady, then pointed to a mule and handed over the silver note. After spending twenty taels of silver, he only received a small amount of change. The price of the mule was really not cheap. Although Jing Chunxi was not good at judging livestock, he could tell that the mule was in good condition, with a large body and a lively appearance.

The proprietress seemed very happy to have gotten a business so late at night. She busied herself with introducing the business all the way out, saying, "The neighbor next door has custom-made cars and sheds, but if you're in a hurry and need them ready-made, it will be more expensive. We can't make them to your specifications, so we'll just have to see if we can make do."

Jing Changning was also straightforward: "We don't have high requirements. We just want a bigger cart so we can hold more things, strong wheels, and a shed that can shelter us from wind and rain."

The proprietress was happy and took them directly to that store. Customers who came so late were warmly received, but there were only two cars to choose from and a carport of three or four. Jing Chunxi and his third uncle looked carefully and asked for the largest one as suggested by the proprietress, and also asked for the most spacious carriage, which cost another seven taels of silver.

Finally, the waiter and the third uncle helped to harness the cart to the mule. When they wanted to leave, they were in trouble. Third uncle didn't know how to drive the cart. Jing Chunxi was so angry that he pouted and said, "I didn't expect Third uncle to be so useless. I should have asked Dalang to come along."

People who practice martial arts usually have to learn how to ride and drive horses. My third uncle is the only one in the family who studies literature. No wonder they say that scholars are good for nothing. Jing Chunxi despises him and pretends to avoid him.

Jing Changning teased her deliberately: "If you can do it, come on." Then he clasped his hands in front of his chest and pretended to ignore it.

"Third uncle~ Uncle..." Jing Chunxi was so angry that her shouts were prolonged. If she were taller, she would definitely pat her third uncle's head and pull out a layer of his hair.

Their appearance amused the little boy next to them, who knew the business was coming again: "As usual, I'll rush over." Then he raised his hand and said: "Still fifty cents."

Just now, Jing Yongning specially exchanged copper coins with the boss lady, and now fifty copper coins have entered his pocket.

Haha, he loves to pick up this kind of bargain the most. In fact, in a situation like this, if the item is to be delivered to the city, usually just tell the boss lady, and she will ask a waiter to help rush over. However, Jing Chunxi thought it was troublesome, as they still had to go shopping and pick up their aunt, and they had already agreed to wait for someone at the corner of the main street.

"No problem." Jing Chunxi wanted to wave his hand again, but Jing Changning put a handful of copper coins in the boy's hand again. When he took his hand back, he pulled Jing Chunxi's braid back and warned her again.

Without even noticing his niece stamping her feet in anger, Jing Changning jumped onto the shaft of the cart and said to the little boy, "Let's go to the cloth shop first, then to the vegetable market."

Seeing them about to leave, the two shopkeepers hurried out again and each put about ten copper coins into the boy's hand. It was really easy to be a good trader. He had earned over a hundred coins in one go. The little boy was so happy that his mouth curved up, and he forgot about asking to stay for dinner. A few mouthfuls of food was not as valuable as copper coins.