Artest and his entourage arrived at the Taniguchi of Lingyun Mutual Market, and after taking out their identity tags and passing the inspection by the Taniguchi guards, they successfully entered the Lingyun Mutual Market.
Something to mention here.
After the southern grasslands were returned to Zhao Jun, the Yunzhou County Yamen immediately conducted a census of the entire southern grasslands and issued individual identity cards to each person.
Each ID card records various personal information to confirm whether the license holder is himself or not. If other people are found holding other people's ID tags and are found by Yunzhou County soldiers, they can be executed on the spot and will be treated as a fine.
Such identity cards are unique only to the Tatars in the southern grasslands. If other Tatars want to enter the mutual market, they need to produce the special identity cards obtained after paying tribute to Zhao Jun from their headquarters before being allowed to enter the mutual market.
Their identity cards are different from those of the southern grassland tribes, although there are no identity restrictions, which means that anyone can come in holding them.
However, there is a time limit, usually about one year.
Moreover, the ID tag also indicates the number of items that the license holder can trade in the mutual market. Anything exceeding the limit cannot be taken out of the mutual market and will be intercepted by the guards at Taniguchi.
Vendors who arbitrarily oversell items to these people without checking their identity tags will also be fined by the Department of Mutual Trading.
The restrictions on this kind of identity card are extremely strict and no relaxation is allowed.
After entering the mutual market, Artest and his party first came to the exchange area. There were not many people at the exchange point at this time. I think everyone must have arrived not long ago.
The father and daughter waited for about half an hour before it was finally their turn.
This time when he went out, Artest brought a total of twenty-six sheep, and he exchanged all of them.
The staff at the exchange point drove the sheep aside to weigh them.
Soon the results of the weighing came out.
The staff came to Artest and told him:
"Guest, you brought a total of twenty-six sheep for exchange this time, including six rams and twenty ewes, with a total weight of two thousand one hundred kilograms.
According to the rules of the exchange point, the wool is calculated as 20% of the deduction weight, which is a net weight of 1,680 kilograms.
According to today's sheep price, one pound is 40 cents, a total of 67,200 cents, or 67 taels.
The price of wool here is three cents per catty. Four hundred and twenty catties is one thousand two hundred and sixty cents. For me, it's one or two cents and six cents.
The total is sixty-eight taels and six cents, which can be exchanged for sixty-eight yuan, forty-six cents. I wonder if you have any objection to this price? "
Artest was confused by this series of numbers. It took him a long time to finally react and nodded: "No objection, no objection."
But in fact, he is still a little confused now. He doesn't know whether he is losing or making a profit. But looking at the anxious people waiting in line behind him and the smiling expressions of the staff at the exchange point in front of him, he quickly nodded to confirm. Come down.
After receiving his confirmation, the staff at the exchange point nodded, and then began to count the money in the noisy cabinet on the side. After a while, there were six ten-dollar bills, eight one-dollar bills, four dime bills, one five-cent bill, and A one-cent cloud note was handed over.
"Guest, this is sixty-eight yuan, forty-six cents in cloud currency. Please count it in person and confirm it. We will not be held responsible afterwards!"
"Oh! Okay!"
Artai was stunned. Although this was not the first time he counted money, he was very nervous every time. He carefully took a wad of banknotes from the staff and picked up six pieces of blue paper with the portrait of Cloud King Zhao Jun printed on it. After tapping the banknotes and confirming that they were as many as six fingers, he picked up eight red cloud banknotes also printed with Zhao Jun's face and tapped them to confirm that they were as many as eight fingers.
Then he counted the banknotes in his hand one by one, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.
This process took him a full quarter of an hour, but neither the staff nor the other Tatars behind him who wanted to exchange did not rush him.
The staff is there because of their professional ethics.
And the Tatars behind him were probably not much better than him when it was their turn.
So everyone, please stop laughing at the second brother and just understand each other.
After confirming the number of cloud notes, Artai nodded to the staff: "That's right, that's all!"
The staff responded with a smile and said harmoniously: "Okay, then the exchange should be over. Guests are welcome to come back next time!"
Artai scratched the back of his head, smiled innocently, replied with a few good words, and then took his daughter Hailan's hand and left the exchange point.
And the staff continued to greet the next guest with a smile.
After leaving the exchange point, Artest felt obviously much more relaxed. He looked at the stack of banknotes in his hand and began to think about what to buy back.
Hai Lan on the side looked at the colorful cloud notes in Abu's hand with some curiosity. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but said to Atai: "Abu, can you give me one to look at?"
Artai was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that when he brought his two sons here, the two wolf cubs were equally curious, so he handed over a yellow dime banknote with a smile.
"Here, let's take a look. Forget about you, Abu also likes this thing. This colorful painting is so beautiful! I don't know how the southerners made it."
Hailan smiled sweetly, took a dime of banknotes from Abu's hand, looked up and down, and then curiously pointed to the portrait of Zhao Jun on the left side of the banknotes and asked curiously:
"Abu, who is this person? Why is his face painted here?"
Atai laughed when he heard this, puffed out his chest and said: "I heard them say that what is painted on this is the Khan of Heaven, whom the Tatar tribes in our southern grassland all respect!
When he is merciful, the clouds in the sky will rain down to nourish the earth when the herdsmen need rain.
And when he is angry, bursts of thunder will erupt from the sky, and then endless white snow will fall, bringing a white disaster that will destroy everything.
He is the reincarnation of a god in heaven and we need to respect him! Love him! Worship him!
Only in this way will he always look at the herdsmen kindly and grant us endless kindness instead of various disasters. The herdsmen will be able to live a good life like now!
Great Heavenly Khan Zhao Jun! "
At the end of his words, Artest lowered his head piously and gently hammered his forehead with his hand as if he was praying in some way.
When the other herdsmen passing by heard what he said, they all made the same move with a look of reverence on their faces.
The young Hailan watched all this blankly. She was just twelve years old and obviously still didn't understand why Abu and the others were looking like this at the moment.
But at a young age, she had silently placed the man drawn on the banknotes at the highest position in her heart.
Abu and the others respect Tian Khan so much, so Tian Khan must be very powerful!
As long as Hailan respects Tian Khan like Abu and the others do in the future, he will definitely be able to live a good life.
She thought so, and at this time many Tatar children in the southern steppes also had the same idea under the influence of their parents.
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(End of chapter)
