Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

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Cao Cao stabbed down with this sword, stabbed it on the ground, then took off his wet clothes, wringed them out, and hung them up.

I was full of anger for my weakness.

I can't help but wonder, when did I have the benevolence of a woman?

How many kind-hearted people have been killed by him, how can they face this beast, but can't get rid of it?

Ning taught me to lose the spirit of the world, so I was blown away by the northwest wind?

pain.

shake.

Do not kill so a little bit of the upper hand.

In fact, Yuan Tan was also a fake sleep. If Cao Cao really did it, he would do it too.

If Cao Cao didn't kill him, he still had some salvation value.

...

Another day.

Yuan Tan and Cao Cao hid in the grass, through the gap, looking at hundreds of hideous-faced Di cavalry not far away.

I saw what the leading general said, these cavalry turned their horse's head and walked away cleanly in a blink of an eye.

Cao Cao breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiansi, these Di people are really lingering, but fortunately, they dare not just trespass into the territory of the Qiang people."

The perseverance of the Di tribe forced them to enter the Qiang tribe’s territory to escape.

Yuan Tan thought for a while, "Qiang people call the people on the cloud and they like peace. There are many Chinese and Turkish people living together in the border gathering areas and conducting bilateral trade. Do you know about this?"

Cao Cao felt that the young man in front of him was not simple. The site was tens of thousands of miles away from the Qiang, and he had learned about the situation of the Qiang early on.

He had been sitting in the northwest region before, so he knew the situation of the Qiang people very well, "Yes, brother, we still go to the gathering place to rest for a while, collect supplies, or send someone back to pass the news."

Yuan Tan nodded.

the next day.

Standing on the grassland, Cao Cao pointed to the past, "Xiansi, you see, it's there."

Yuan Tan set up a pergola, and the prairie in the depths knew the smallness of a person and the broadness of his heart.

Not far away, there is a big gathering place, all tents like yurts, very distinctive.

This is a Qiang tribe.

Yuan Tan and Cao Cao gradually approached.

There is a wooden city wall around the gathering place, and the city gate can be considered tall, full of flags, and full of Qiang guards.

However, he just looked at Yuan Tan with disdain, and did not block the entry.

Every year, there are Chinese people who come to trade. Either the people who fled, or the gentry who stood in the wrong team and died in troubled times.

No matter what identity you were before, you will be the same when you come to this new world.

For a while.

Aggregate bazaar.

There was a bustling hustle and bustle, thousands of people gathered, and shouts of cries came and went one after another.

There are people from the Middle Turks and the Qiang people.

Some sell chickens, ducks and poultry, some sell cattle, horses and sheep and livestock, and some sell all kinds of groceries. There are also women and slaves.

The architectural style of the Qiang nationality is uniquely exotic.

Hanfu and Qiang costumes are mixed, and they also have a flavor.

Without money anywhere, it's hard to move.

So two people came here.

Cao Cao stared a little, only then realized how to purchase the supplies back without money. I planned to send someone back to the legend before, but now I know it's just a joke.

At the moment, the hungry grunt screamed.

The king, left government and military affairs, facing life, suddenly found himself very confused.

All those who passed by the two, no matter the Middle-Turkish people or the Qiang people, all looked contemptuously.

"You two, do you work coolies? Or sell yourself... People always want to live." A Qiang master came over with two entourages, one of whom was a Chinese native.

The Qiang people are still proud of having middle-earth servants.

He looked up and down, especially with Yuan Tan, so strong, he must be able to bear hardships and stand hard work.

Canglang, Cao Cao was furious, and pulled out a piece of Leaning Sword.

The Qiang master snorted coldly. He didn't look like an ordinary middle-earth man in trouble, and he didn't want to make trouble, so he walked away.

"Xiansi, what shall we do now?" Cao Cao felt that although it is safe to come here, it is getting farther and farther from going back.

"Selling goods." Yuan Tan felt something out of his arms.

With only the thumb of his thumb, Cao Cao was full of inconceivability, "What is this?"

"Nail clippers."

"So small? How much is it worth?"

Yuan Tan smiled, "Meng De, you don't understand this. You have to understand the customer's psychology... This nail clipper is not a mortal thing, it is worthless in the eyes of the poor, and invaluable in the eyes of the rich."

"Just blow it." Cao Cao felt that it was not reliable at all, and there was not enough food at all. Moreover, if he sold it, he would not give him food.

Need to work hard.

So he planned to sell his robes and said, "Well, you can sell them here. I will think of other ways."

Cao Cao went to the river first, washed his outer robe, and after the wind dried it, it was still brand new.

I took the opportunity to clean myself.

Then happily came to the pawnshop in the bazaar, and it looked like it was run by a Chinese native.

The shopkeeper standing at the counter looked at a six-foot-tall, dark, short and shabby uncle who walked in. Wearing only a white shirt, yes, this is the worst refugee I have ever seen during this time.

After all, if you don't flee, who will come to a foreign country to survive?

He didn't raise his eyelids, "What should I do?"

"Splendid robes of mountains and rivers!" Cao Cao said proudly. He came to the front and found that he was tall at the counter. He cursed and had to stand on tiptoe, but handed the robe over the fence.

"Yelling, the name is not small." The shopkeeper took a look, and he felt a little bit in his heart. It was really a rare Dahongpao. Look at the patterns, workmanship, materials, and the best of the best.

After the surprise, he just smiled. Unexpectedly, this little black dwarf, as well as such goods, must be a gentry who was perished in troubled times.

"The little black brother."

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"Xiao Hei?" Cao Cao looked at himself, furious, but he had to bow his head under the low eaves.

"Five knives." The shopkeeper stretched out a slap. I thought that this person must be a gentry. If I saw him a few years ago, I would still kowtow, feeling inexplicably refreshed, looking at the eyes exposed under the counter.

Cao Cao's eyes can only go to the counter, thinking that there is no business and no evil, so that he can build such a high counter so that he can make a ghost in it?

The Qiang people are still using knives and coins, and now one knife is equivalent to one or two silver.

Cao Cao was very angry, "Look at it, take a good look, the high-quality Shu brocade, which is not available to the general public, costs at least 100 dollars."

"Is it right? I can tell you clearly, only our family will give you five dollars." The shopkeeper said impatiently.

Operator Cao is a generation of heroes, who can distinguish the authenticity of a person's words. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dang!"

The shopkeeper happily said: "Writing, worms eat mice bites, the bare board is hairless, and the middle-earth robes are one piece."

Cao Cao looked anxious again, "What insects eat rat bites, what bare boards have no hair, what middle earth robes? Is Li Daitao stiff when I come to redeem it?"

"Sir, you are witty." The shopkeeper smiled.

"..." Cao Cao was very bitter. At this time, he remembered what Yuan Tan said, to understand the heart of the customer. He didn't understand before, but now he understands.

...

Ten minutes later.

Cao Cao bought a piece of torn clothes and put it on the outside, holding more than four knives in his arms. He felt a little stable in his heart. At least eating during this time is not a problem.

Can’t help but wonder, how much can Yuan Tan’s nail clippers sell? It's only a few ten cents, right?

At that time he has no food to eat....

Thinking of rice, my stomach became more hungry, and suddenly a scent of wheat came.

A shop just steamed ten steamed buns, opened layer by layer, steaming hot.

Cao Cao walked over immediately, "How much is one?"

"General Mantou, one three cents. Chinese people, come one, nostalgic."

"General...Bantou." Cao Cao's face was dark, and then he remembered that the bun was invented by Yuan Tan. You said that a current general would still have time to invent steamed buns if he didn't train his troops? This is full of thoughts all day long.

"The general's three cents are really cheap." Cao Cao said fiercely.

"Then how many do you want?"

"Two."

The store immediately rolled his eyes, thinking how much it would cost.

By the way, Cao Cao had a steamed bun in his arms and slowly gnawed one in his hand before returning to the previous place.

It was found that Yuan Tan was still standing there, but there was a large carriage parked beside him, and a veiled lady, under the protection of some guards, was cutting her nails.

"It's a strange thing." The lady said.

"Madam is really good-sighted. You have to know how many people want to buy it after I have been selling it for a month. I didn't sell it. They don't deserve this nail clipper."

"I'll bring you money." The lady got into the carriage with her nail clippers.

Yuan Tan didn't want to come back~www.NovelMTL.com~ instead, he touched his heart, Qiang etiquette, "Don't worry, you go slowly."

"Are you not afraid that she won't give you the money?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Yuan Tan turned around and looked around and saw Cao Cao eating steamed buns.

The food is very vigorous, and I don't bite too much. Do you really want to eat? Do you want to eat?

"Meng De, you have to understand the customer's psychology..." Yuan Tan didn't expect Cao Cao to use all his robes, and now he is completely like a slave.

"Okay, okay, don't brag about your set." Cao Cao held the bun and shook in front of Yuan Tan. "How much did it cost? Is it enough for a meal?" He gnawed the bun, deliberately gluttonous. Look like.

Yuan Tan said lightly: "Sold for a thousand dollars."

"Cough cough cough..." Cao Cao choked on the steamed bun and coughed out a piece, so that he could speak, "You make up, you continue to make up! Even if your nail clippers are made of gold, they are not worth so much money."