Even compared to hundreds of years later, Nanjing was extremely prosperous at this time. The streets were surrounded by shops and merchants, with Chinese-style buildings on both sides of two or three floors. The streets were surprisingly spacious, more than ten meters away. Even so, the streets still seemed a little crowded, with pedestrians and crowded.

But what really surprised Shi Yiwen was the orderly order on the streets, especially the kind of traffic order similar to that of later generations.

"You're still walking left?"

After observing for a while, Shi Yiwen discovered that unlike later generations, it seems that most of them are walking on the left.

"Is it like Britain?"

But the carriage and horse walking on the right on the other road immediately gave him the idea.

There seems to be no regulations, but it is just a way to make it convenient and how to do it. Or a way to make a convention become a custom. But then again, many rules are not exactly the way to make a convention become a custom, so has it evolved?

Being among the crowd, compared to the rushing tour before, Shi Yiwen is now looking around with great enthusiasm, experiencing this era with great care and understanding the difference between this era and the era it is familiar with. The streets are filled with various stalls, but they do not seem chaotic. The shouts of vendors are heard. Even before entering the city, they have fully felt the prosperity of Nanjing.

The road under the foot is paved with long stone slabs, both new and old. The new stone slabs also have bumpy and thick surfaces deliberately chiseled. The old stone slabs have become very smooth after being impacted by rain and trampled by pedestrians, cars and horses. Surprisingly, the old stone slabs are often distributed in an interlaced manner, like horse teeth.

Under the eaves of the building on both sides of the street, exquisite carvings and painted buildings can be seen in many places, just like an ancient town in later generations, with a sense of ancient charm and pleasing to the eye. When men and women wearing right-breasted Hanfu walked past, although those shopping subverted his impression of the legendary "ancient women never walked out of the door", occasionally some women carrying curtains and hats blocked their appearance with gauze reminded him that this was ancient.

In this era, Shi Yiwen looked at countless opportunities.

When he looked curiously like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, he did not notice that not far behind him, at the alley on the side of the road, a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was eating fried soybeans while looking at his departure back, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

After looking around for a few glances, the young man finished the fried soybeans in his hand in one bite, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the alley.

I picked up a hardwood carved dressing box from the stall and opened it to take a look.

It is embedded with a bronze mirror!

Although the bronze mirror was very clear, Shi Yiwen finally figured it out when he thought of the bronze mirror at home. The glass mirror should have not been invented yet.

"Otherwise, just sell mirrors and remove all the mirrors in the supermarket and the glass upstairs to make them into mirrors, and then they will be developed..."

As soon as this thought flashed, he said to himself in his heart.

"You have just a little success..."

After taking a closer look at the hardwood carved dressing box, Shi Yiwen asked.

"Store, how much does it cost to have such a dressing box?"

"The guest official has a good vision. This carved dressing box uses the finest Western mahogany, and this bronze mirror is also a mirror produced by our Wang family in Nanjing..."

When the boss in his sixties saw the young man in front of him dressed in extraordinary clothes, he immediately said with a slander.

"If the young master is interested, two taels and five cents of silver, what do you think?"

Shi Yiwen asked casually.

"Shopkeeper, what if I remove the mirror? I just want the box."

"What?"

The boss, who was originally full of sneering, froze his smile on his face and then said.

"Look at what you said, this, is this so sold? This mirror is from the Wang family..."

Although he was smiling on his face, his expression was a little awkward, and he even emphasized the source of the mirror. However, when he saw Shi Yiwen, he seemed to be really not interested, so he said directly.

"I went to the mirror, and I didn't sell it if I didn't have a liang."

"Okay, just such hardwood carved dressing boxes, give me ten, remove the bronze mirror, do you have a friend to deliver things to your door? I live in Jiangdong Gate..."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he squeezed out a sneer on his face again and nodded.

"Send, give away, complete collection, go and pick up the pickup and deliver the goods to the mansion for the young master."

As soon as the white-haired shopkeeper finished speaking, he saw the young man taking out a ingot of silver, his eyes suddenly widened and his expression became unnatural.

"Young Master, did you not bring any broken silver?"

The white-haired shopkeeper's tone also became unnatural.

"Um?"

Shi Yiwen looked at the ingot of silver in his hand. The silver was sent by the Song family - a total of 1,000 taels, all of which were twenty taels of silver ingots.

"What's wrong?"

Just as he took out the silver, the old woman standing at the alley not far away looked at the silver ingot greedily.

"Grandma Zu, look, I'm right! Look, it's just a piece of silver that takes place, and I guess it's going to be ten taels anyway!"

The one who spoke was the young man who had been standing at the entrance of the alley and eating soybeans.

"Monkey, you have a long eye. It's twenty taels of silver ingot, authentic snowflake silver!"

The old woman smashed her mouth again, and looked at the young man in brocade clothes greedily in her seemingly dazzled eyes, secretly thinking: I don’t know how many people from other places are coming from outside the city, like young men from other places, they are often ignorant of the world and have money in their arms, but they don’t know the truth that they don’t show their wealth.

"Are you sure you are from another place?"

"That's right? Monkey, I followed him halfway through the streets. His words were awkward. I guess he didn't even strode his tongue..."

"It's Grandma. Look at him looking around, he's just a young master who has never seen the world. Today, Grandma, you'll be kind and let him know more."

"That's right!"

The white-haired old woman made out a crutch like a magic trick and said.

"You have some eyes, let's see how grandma teaches this young master to gain insight!"

As she spoke, her originally straight waist instantly bent down and walked slowly on the street with a cane.

"Click!"

Seeing the shopkeeper cutting a corner of the ingot with scissors, after cutting it, the boss called it with silver again, and apologized.

"... One ounce and three cents, sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, I'm cutting less, too much, young master, I'm sorry, all of them are scattered..."

Seeing that there was only a little money, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"It's okay, it's all the same. Huabei."

When talking, the person just turned sideways and felt like something was touched by his arm, and a whisper of pain came from behind.
Chapter completed!