Elite men's time travel through ancient times

The morning sun is warm and comfortable, and the old ox with its tail flicking is pulling a wooden cart.On the straw-covered cart, Yang Fan's muscles tensed up, fearing that he might fall down if he was not careful.

It was the first time in his life to ride such a simple ox-powered wooden cart, and Yang Fan felt uncomfortable.On the other hand, Lin Mozhu and Xiao BuDian were much happier. The child hugged his younger brother, looking here and there with big nimble eyes, and found everything to be beautiful.

Little Murphy who had woken up was lying on his brother's shoulder. Although he was not feeling well, he was in a good mood.This is his first time out of the village!

It has been almost two days since I came here, and it is also the first time for Yang Fan to look at the village he lives in.

The Qingzhu Village in Lin Mozhu's mouth is a small village that lives on bamboo. The mountains and forests around the village are all bamboo forests except for a little farmland.The continuous Linhai seems to have no end, which is very spectacular.

And in this village with only [-] or [-] households, every household can make bamboo products.Baskets, bamboo flats, bamboo brooms, and various bamboo furniture and utensils.The villagers of Qingzhu Village make a living by making these bamboo products and selling them in the town or county.

The village is not big, Yang Fan and the others left the village soon.There is an uneven road connecting the outside of the village to the outside world.

The speed of the bullock cart is not fast, and it is almost the same as walking.In addition, the road was not easy to walk, and the rickety Yang Fan almost rolled down several times.

Fortunately, after more than two hours, they finally arrived in the town.This small town called Quhe Town is just a bigger village in Yang Fan's eyes.But unexpectedly, this small town is very lively.

Lin Mozhu told him that the first, tenth and twentieth of every month in Quhe Town are small fairs, and the fifth and fifteenth are big fairs.Today is the tenth day of September, and many people come to the market, so it is very lively.

It's just that this market has nothing to do with them for the time being.The first thing they did was to find a shop selling jewelry and sell the silver jewelry.

Why not a pawn shop?

Because even if he had never been to a pawn shop, Yang Fan knew that he might only get the same amount of silver there.But in shops that sell jewelry, he is sure to get a higher price.

It's just that his jewelry hasn't been sold yet, but people who saw him on the street kept pointing at him.

The reason is his short conspicuous hair and a fashion that is out of tune with this world.A white shirt with a gray long windbreaker, casual pants, and Cheng Liang's black leather shoes.

This outfit was specially matched by Yang Fan.The child's house has no clothes he can wear, so he can only wear himself.Since it's already weird, it's better to dress nicely - although people here may not appreciate this kind of beauty, at least he looks spiritual.

This provides a prerequisite for him to sell the jewelry at a good price in a while.

After the bullock cart passed through a street, the little old man pointed to a shop not far away and told Lin Mozhu that it was the only shop selling jewelry in the town.

Hearing this, Yang Fan asked the little old man to watch over little Mofei, and he took Lin Mozhu to the shop.

After two days of recuperation, plus the herbs the child picked for him, Yang Fan's feet had swelled a lot—so he was able to put on his leather shoes in the morning.Although walking still hurts, I can still walk for a while.

Walking into the shop, as expected, Yang Fan attracted everyone's attention.

When the shopkeeper saw him, his eyes widened in surprise.Yang Fan pretended he hadn't seen it, stepped forward and said, "I want to buy a long-life lock for children, what styles do you have here?"

Lin Mozhu stood behind him and looked at his back suspiciously——Didn't Brother Yang come to sell silver jewelry?How do you want to buy it?

It's just that although he was puzzled, he kept in mind Yang Fan's instruction just now - Yang Fan should not speak without asking him.

Here, the shopkeeper's mouth opened and closed, and he finally managed to say: "Hi, guest officer..." Then he hurriedly scratched his ears and cheeks.

Yang Fan saw that he didn't quite understand what he said, so he slowed down his voice thoughtfully and said it again.

The shopkeeper who knew some Mandarin finally understood the general meaning, so he quickly opened the cabinet and took out several long-lived locks.

【End of this chapter】