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"A top-quality, century-old ginseng, excellent, excellent, excellent."

Manager Hu held the ginseng in his hands as if under a spell, with an expression of utter infatuation.

"Cough cough."

Zhou Wu coughed a few times on purpose, but it didn't bring Manager Hu back to his senses. He could only shout loudly.

"Shopkeeper Hu."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's been so long since I've seen such good ginseng. I've lost my composure."

Manager Hu realized he had lost his composure, so he quickly regained his senses, reluctantly put down the ginseng in his hand, and then it was time to get down to business.

"It's alright, I understand how Manager Hu feels. Let's get down to business."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's get down to business. This is indeed a top-quality century-old ginseng."

After finishing his sentence, Manager Hu looked confident and determined.

"Then, Manager Hu, let's talk about the price."

“Young Master Zhou, since you have chosen our Almond Hall, I believe you value our reputation and strength. I won’t mince words with you; I’ll offer fifty strings of cash for this ginseng.”

Zhou Wu quickly calculated in his mind that an ordinary ginseng root would cost about five strings of cash, so this was more than ten times the price. Zhou Wu thought it was about right and was about to agree when he heard Manager Hu speak up again.

"Young Master Zhou, sixty strings of cash is really the most I can offer. This is my final limit."

It turned out that when Manager Hu saw that Zhou Wu hadn't said anything for a while, he thought that Zhou Wu thought the price was too low, so he added a little more.

Zhou Wu was overjoyed and quickly agreed.

"Alright, sixty strings of cash it is. Consider it making friends with Manager Hu."

Hearing that the other party agreed, Manager Hu finally felt relieved, as this century-old ginseng was extremely important to him.

"Please wait a moment, Young Master Zhou, I'll go get the money right away."

After saying that, Manager Hu carried the ginseng into the inner room. Although Zhou Wu wanted to stop him, everything happened too fast, so he could only wait.

"Brother, do you accept any other medicinal herbs here?"

“Young Master Zhou, normally our store doesn’t buy medicinal herbs. All the medicinal herbs in our Xingrentang are provided by the head office. They purchase them in bulk from merchants. Only some of the more expensive medicinal herbs are purchased by our store.”

"Oh, which medicinal herbs are considered precious?"

"Besides ginseng, lingzhi, bear bile, and he shou wu, which are common and precious medicinal herbs, other ordinary medicinal herbs, as long as they have aged for a certain period of time, can also be considered precious medicinal herbs, and our store can purchase them at high prices."

"Oh, thank you, waiter."

Zhou Wu had only asked casually and had no intention of developing the matter in that direction. As he spoke, Manager Hu came out carrying a small bag.

"Young Master Zhou, here is six taels of silver. Please count it."

Zhou Wu suppressed his excitement, took the small cloth bag, and opened it to find six official-style silver ingots inside. He looked at the base of the ingots and saw that they were indeed imprinted with the words "Great Dragon Empire".

"That's right, Manager Hu. Then let's settle the payment and goods in one go. I won't bother you any longer."

"Young Master Zhou, if you have any good goods in the future, remember to come and find me."

"sure."

Zhou Wu just wanted to find a secluded spot and pinch himself hard to see if this was real.

Fortunately, the six silver ingots were not large, and they were not conspicuous when hidden on his person.

Seeing Zhou Wu leave, Manager Hu excitedly clutched the ginseng in his hand, muttering to himself.

"I was just wondering what to give as a gift, but now I've got it."

"Manager, our branch will definitely get to shine at the boss's birthday banquet this time."

The young apprentice was right. The owner of Xingrentang is celebrating his birthday next month, and each branch manager has to send a gift. Manager Hu's branch is located far away and he doesn't have anything worthwhile to offer. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Zhou Wu sent a century-old ginseng. This is a rare treasure. Moreover, the owner's grandfather is old and in poor health, so isn't this ginseng a perfect gift?

. . . . .

Seeing that it was still early, Zhou Wu decided to do some shopping. Thinking back to his bare house, which had nothing, he realized he needed to buy some things.

Although he was now wealthy, Zhou Wu still took out the roasted meat he had made that morning and ate it as he walked towards the market, checking the prices of goods in this era before deciding what to buy.

Although the county town is not large, it covers a large area of ​​the surrounding land, so there is a considerable flow of people. People who want to do some business or buy some daily necessities have to come to the county town.

After traveling around, Zhou Wu had a general understanding of the prices in this world. A dou of rice (7-8 jin) cost about 20 wen. A bolt of hemp cloth commonly used by ordinary people cost about 400 wen, a bolt of fine cotton silk cost about 1,800 wen, an ordinary iron knife cost about 75 wen, and a fine iron sword cost about 2,000 wen. As for livestock, a top-quality horse cost about 9,000 wen, an ordinary horse cost about half that, and oxen were divided into second-grade oxen and fine oxen, with prices ranging from about 3,000 to 5,000 wen.

"I have six taels of silver in hand, which is equivalent to sixty strings of cash. First of all, I definitely need to buy some rice and flour. Although I can hunt some game, hunting is not always reliable. Moreover, although meat is delicious, staple foods such as rice and flour are indispensable."

"We also need to buy some useful tools, whether for hunting or in this ancient society where the law is not well understood, survival is the most important thing."

After making up his mind, Zhou Wu took action. He first went to the market and saw an old woman selling baskets by the roadside. He asked the price, and it was five coins, which wasn't expensive. It would be convenient when he went shopping later, as he could just put the items in the baskets and carry them on his back. Otherwise, he couldn't carry much with just his two hands.

Give me a basket.

"Hey, that's good."

The old woman had been sitting there for most of the day without selling a single basket. When someone finally wanted to buy one, she immediately greeted them warmly.

"The customer has a good eye. This basket was woven by my husband. It's very durable."

"Okay, here's the money."

"Thank you, guest."

Zhou Wu was also prescient. As soon as he left the pharmacy, he went to the money exchange to check the authenticity of the silver and exchanged some copper coins. Of course, the money exchange charged some handling fees, but Zhou Wu accepted it. It was safer than paying with silver all the time in this chaotic market, and many merchants simply couldn't make change.

"Boss, I'm here to buy three bushels of rice, and also..."

Next, Zhou Wu went to the general store and bought rice, flour, and some seasonings. However, there were only a few simple seasonings available in this era. As for vegetables, some villagers would sell the ones they grew themselves when the village had a market every few days, so there was no need to buy them from so far away and carry them back.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Wu quickened his pace and headed towards the blacksmith shop, intending to buy some items for self-defense or hunting.