As soon as Chen Mu's call rang out, a crowd immediately surrounded him.
"Can you make it cheaper?"
"Right, right, right, your fish are starting to smell..."
"Twenty copper coins at most!"
"Take it or leave it, if not, scram!" Chen Mu deliberately bellowed in a rough voice.
"I'll take one!"
"Three! Here's the money!"
"Line up, line up, one by one! Otherwise, all of you can scram!" Chen Mu waved his hands and shouted loudly.
Thirty copper coins could only buy you three jin of white wheat.
This was meat that had been preserved with salt, each one weighing nearly two jin.
Thirty copper coins were a real bargain.
Despite his shouting, the crowd still bustled around him.
"Dare to steal!" Chen Mu reached out and grabbed a hand. With a snap, he dislocated the wrist.
Ow!
A cry of pain startled the people nearby, sending a shiver through them!
"Get in line! Cause any more trouble, and don't blame me for being impolite!" Chen Mu roared fiercely.
