Chapter 307: Put the things down!

Now that they are in the Qin Dynasty, can't they change whatever they want?
The Romans strode confidently into the open shops.

Before trading, they need to find out what goods Daqin can exchange.

In the market of Xianyang, the sudden influx of Romans attracted a lot of attention, and they looked around in the streets and alleys.

Kate and Klein walked around and saw the merchandise on display in the store. Klein's smile grew more smug.

To them, the street vendors were little more than a collection of worthless odds and ends, rough sackcloth, old bones, and some wooden hammers.

The rusty copper and iron utensils have become rare and valuable items in the market.

Compared with them, the commercial economy of the Qin Dynasty was immeasurably backward!

This is not the real Qin Dynasty, nor is there any treasure hidden among the people. Rather, it is because in recent months, both the government and the people inside and outside Xianyang have devoted all their energy to the manufacture of steel bars, cement, red bricks and concrete, so that the daily necessities in the market appear quite simple.

Of course, the official shops also display some high-quality goods, but Kate has not yet set foot there.

The farmer's market he attends is filled with more "farmyard manure."

"this……"

"Klein, look, look, is that the thing?"

Kate's eyes turned and she suddenly discovered something.

However, when he approached, the pungent smell almost made him faint, and he quickly stepped back and called Klein over.

Klein was also driven back by the stench of feces. He spoke in awkward Qin language and asked the vendor from a distance.

“What is this?”

There were flies flying around in the two wooden barrels, and the unique yellow color of feces was disgusting.

"Manure! What a good thing! Do you want to buy it?"

The vendor selling farm manure looked curiously at the blue-eyed, high-nosed Roman in front of him, and then started selling his products with a smile on his face.

Klein was extremely surprised. He shook his head repeatedly and left quickly with a very ugly expression.

Daqin? Selling feces?
Just as Klein was wondering if he was being teased by the Qin people, he and Kate witnessed a scene in front of them: one person was paying money, and the other was carrying manure, and the transaction was in progress.

"Hahaha!"

"Klein, did you see that? The Qin Dynasty was so terrible, and its technology was so backward!"

"They...they actually regard feces as treasure!"

Kate couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

Klein covered his nose, and a mocking look appeared on his face.

To other Romans, however, the situation was quite different.

Alberta walked into a government-run store with great interest and was immediately attracted by the curved plow inside.

After listening to the store owner's introduction, he immediately decided that this was a good thing and proposed a deal.

"I'll trade you three glass cups!"

Alberta took out a glass cup from her waist and suggested with a smile.

The shop owner looked at him as if he were a fool.

Alberta's Qin language was a little awkward, but he could still communicate.

He pointed at the glass cup in his hand and stammered:
"This one of mine... is a treasure!"

"Have you seen it? Drinking water from it can prolong your life!"

"If you use a glass like mine, your status and position will be raised without you even realizing it!"

"I'll trade three cups like this for one of those. You'll make a lot of money!" He gestured to show the owner the purpose of the glass cup, and then pointed to the curved plow on the shelf.

After doing all this, Alberta picked up the plow with a smile and prepared to leave.

The owner looked at the three glass cups placed side by side on the counter, anger burning in his eyes.

"Catch him! This white-skinned guy is trying to rob!"

The shop owner glared at Alberta and gave an order. The shop assistants immediately stopped Alberta and asked him to return the plow.

"Put your stuff down!"

The shop owner stood in front of Alberta and said viciously.

Alberta was confused and thought the owner had misunderstood his intention, so he patiently repeated the gestures in more detail.

The shop owner was not a stupid person and naturally understood his request.

However, the curved plow was such a precious artifact in the land of Daqin that almost every farmer owned one, which was generously donated by the Thirteenth Young Master without charging any fee.

However, when dealing with the Romans, everything had to be clearly marked with a price, and the price of the curved plow was actually ten taels of silver!

As soon as the stranger entered the room, he started mumbling non-stop, as if he was chanting a spell. Finally, he took out a few worn-out glass-like objects, trying to exchange them for the curved plow.

The curved plow can help people to farm easily, but what use are those cups? The shopkeeper even feels disgusted to use them to hold water, let alone to exchange them.

He stuffed the glass cup back to Alberta and was about to take back the plow.

However, Alberta would not let go of his desire for the curved plow easily, and he held on to it tightly.

“OK! OK!”

"LOOK! Look at this! I'll take this and change it for that!"

Alberta was no match for the enemy and soon realized that it was hopeless to rob him, so he took out a finely crafted dagger from the cloth bag on his waist and planned to use this weapon as an exchange. The golden dagger was inlaid with rubies and looked extremely gorgeous.

The shop owner took the dagger, examined it, and drew it out of the scabbard. The blade flashed with a cold light. It was indeed a good knife.

However, he threw the dagger back at Alberta.

This knife is made of iron, which is far from the steel knives of the Qin Dynasty. Moreover, the scabbard is made of copper and coated with a layer of gold powder. The owner dare not touch it hard, for fear that the gold powder will fall off and attract the entanglement of this white-skinned foreigner.

"You don't want it? Then this one!"

Alberta's face was filled with confusion. This dagger was his life-saving weapon, made of top-grade black iron, and could cut through iron like mud!
The people of Daqin actually disdain such a precious treasure?
He was full of doubts, but he wanted the curved plow very much, so he took out more items from the cloth bag: an ivory comb, a string of beads made from the skulls of wild animals, and an exquisite silver plate.

Alberta almost emptied the bag, but the owner kept shaking his head, with an increasingly strange look in his eyes.

In his opinion, these things from foreign countries were worthless and were not worthy of being compared with the divine artifacts of the Qin Dynasty.

Is this white-skinned outsider stupid, or is there something wrong with his brain?

"No, no! If you want to buy it, bring money. Money!"

The shop owner didn't want to bother with Alberta anymore, so he raised his hand and made a gesture of counting money in front of Alberta.

Alberta's face darkened, he took a deep look at the plough, and then asked, "How much?"

Perhaps in this country, transactions can only be mediated by money.

If he really has to buy it with money, he can accept it.

When he brought the artifact back to Rome, the craftsmen there would surely be able to replicate the same masterpiece.

"Ten taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper answered by crossing his two index fingers in front of Alberta.

(End of this chapter)