The place was an insignificant small town in Dayao with no special products, wasn't on the main road, and had a population in the tens of thousands.
"The salt team is here! The salt team is here!" The city instantly came alive with the arrival of the salt fleet.
Many people ran toward one corner of the town with their bags, but it was already crowded with people by the time they reached the place.
A young man with bushy eyebrows and big eyes felt the crowd pushing from behind, so he turned his head and shouted, "What are you pushing for? The supply is only slightly larger this time, and it would be considered not bad if one out of ten could buy the salt. Those at the back might as well go out of town and pick up stones to lick. If you go later, you might not even find any stones!"
