"The common people's merchant ships could only dock nearby. This used to be a warehouse, but after the ban was lifted, the place naturally became deserted."
He spoke, then with a face full of embarrassment, whispered, "Everyone, you can enter the city from here, but you won't avoid the toll, I can only help introduce you."
Whenever good words are spoken, prices rise at the critical moment. This is a common tactic in the pugilistic world, akin to tying a horse post.
First, you feel you've gotten a bargain, then at the crucial moment, they squeeze you dry.
Sha Lifei naturally understood this, unhappy, he said, "What should be given will be given, but if you open a lion's mouth, don't expect a tip from us."
"Of course, of course."
The beggar Liu San beamed with joy, and led everyone into the warehouse.
The warehouse was filled with miscellaneous goods, with the stench of sweat in the air. An oil lamp was lit on a greasy table, a few bare-chested men were playing leaf cards.
