Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Selling Tiger Pelts
Qingjiang County City, West Market.
Jianyi Mingwei held the reins and walked forward at an unhurried pace, the corners of his lips carrying a faint smile that seemed to see through the ways of the world.
On the bluestone road, the sound of horse hooves broke into fragments like the dripping of a night watch. All around him was a bustling crowd. There were the shouts of wine shops, the clanging swing of copper scales in front of rouge shops, and the crisp sound of broken silver falling onto plates in tea stalls.
"Father was indeed right."
"All under heaven bustle for profit; all under heaven hurry for gain."
"When there are more people and more needs, all kinds of trades will naturally emerge."
"This West Market is filled with peddlers and small shops. But if all their profits are added together, perhaps they exceed the profits of the great shops in the East Market."
