The old man glanced at Chen Xi, hesitated for a moment, and finally held up five fingers.
The old man had meant that the items were on sale, all for five yuan each.
However, Chen Xi couldn't grasp the meaning of the old man holding up a hand. Did it mean five taels of silver? But he didn't have that little silver on him.
Chen Xi thought for a moment, then turned around and reached into his storage pouch. He rummaged through it and finally pulled out a gold ingot.
"Is this enough to buy your bolster?" Chen Xi asked the old man with a naive expression, holding up a gold ingot.
The old man, clutching the bolster in his arms and looking at the gold ingot in Chen Xi's hand, was dumbfounded. He walked over shakily, studied it for a while, and finally asked uncertainly, "Is this pure gold?"
It was truly shocking. What era was this, that someone would come with such a large gold ingot asking to buy a bolster?
The old man, while thinking, quickly called his companion to examine the gold. But none of them had any experience; they were just small vendors selling furniture in the wholesale market. How could they know such things?
So, after discussing it, the old man and his companion decided to take Chen Xi directly to a gold shop to appraise the gold.
As it turned out, the appraisal was even more astonishing.
The gold was absolutely pure, and of full weight.
Chen Xi wasn't particularly concerned about the small piece of gold. He curiously looked at the others and asked, "So, can this buy this bolster?"
When Chen Xi asked this, his attitude was very sincere; he genuinely wanted to buy the soft little pig bolster.
But everyone, including the old man selling the bolster, looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"Young man, you only want this bolster? If you want a bolster, you don't need this. This is too expensive; your price is not equivalent," the old man said with some effort, unsure how to explain to Chen Xi.
Hearing the old man say this, Chen Xi looked down at the gold he was offered and waved his hand dismissively, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's enough. As long as I can exchange it for the bolster, the gold is yours, and the bolster is mine. If possible, could you give me a few more bolsters? I have a few companions, and I want to bring one for each of them."
Chen Xi had lived for so many years. Let alone gold, he had mountains of gold and silver stored in his spatial storage pouch.
He was essentially a mobile gold vault.
To him, a small gold ingot was like a copper coin in the human world, something to be completely disregarded.
The old man was completely stunned.
According to their current gold prices, this small gold ingot was worth tens of thousands.
This was almost his income for one or even two months.
"Then follow me, I'll take you to choose bolsters." The old man said, grabbing Chen Xi, the great benefactor, and running back to his stall. Upon returning to his stall, he gave Chen Xi all the matching little pig bolsters from the sofas.
Chen Xi thought the little things were palm-sized, soft to hug, and quite cute. After thanking them, he walked out of the furniture market with a pile of little pig bolsters.
He then casually found a corner and put these little pig bolsters into his storage pouch.
He kept only one, hugging it as he walked, searching for the others.
"Yan Hua! Qi Yu! Si Qing!" Chen Xi called out to these people in various ways, but after shouting for a long time, he couldn't find anyone. Instead, others looked at him as if he were crazy.
Chen Xi also felt that shouting so loudly might not be appropriate, so he silently closed his mouth.
Meanwhile, not far away, in the pet market.
Yan Hua also woke up to find himself in this luxurious city. However, he adapted to his identity faster than others. He had already changed into modern attire, carrying a folding fan and strolling through the pet market as if he were out shopping. Occasionally, he would stop to pet a cute puppy.
By the time Yan Hua had browsed the entire market, it was almost dark. He touched his stomach, feeling a bit hungry. He took out gold from his storage pouch, intending to buy something to eat. But then he noticed that the payment methods used by others were different from what he had.
Some people were using red paper, while others were scanning a small square box.
In short, everyone had something different, but no one had what he had.
Yan Hua wondered why gold couldn't be used for payment in this world. He then transformed the gold in his hand into several red banknotes, similar to what others were using.
Yan Hua pondered which was more valuable, the red banknotes or his gold. Would he be ripping someone off by doing this?
To verify this.
Before transforming his gold into red banknotes, Yan Hua found a kind-looking young girl and asked her for advice.
"Hello, may I ask if you could exchange the two paper notes you have for the gold in my palm?" Yan Hua said, opening his hand to reveal the small gold ingot.
To prevent the other party from misjudging the value of these items, Yan Hua also took out several pieces of jade with good luster from his storage pouch beforehand.
The young girl was stunned.
She looked up at Yan Hua blankly. Seeing his handsome face, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly averted her gaze. Then, she asked awkwardly and hastily, "I, I don't quite understand what you mean. Are you trying to exchange what you have for the money I have?"
After asking this, the second thought that crossed the young girl's mind was whether this handsome guy who looked so presentable was a scammer.
Otherwise, why would anyone be foolish enough to exchange such good quality jade and gold for the 300 yuan in her hand?
The young girl felt she had never even dreamed of such a thing.
Seeing the young girl looking at him with confusion, Yan Hua offered the items, "Are you worried that I'm trying to trick you? I wouldn't do that. You can let your companion or someone experienced take a look at the authenticity of the jade and the gold next to it."
"..." The young girl looked at the pure red jade in Yan Hua's hand and the 300 yuan in her own. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and took it, then handed the 300 yuan over.
Yan Hua said thank you and turned to leave.
Seeing this, the young girl's companion nudged her arm, "Sister, you just gave away 300 yuan like that. These things must be fake. Why would anyone exchange real items for 300 yuan with you? Do you know how much this kind of jade would be worth if it were real?"