The young man rode slowly on his horse with Rye following beside him. After a full five kilometers, the young man finally saw the goods Rye and the others had piled up in the dip of a hill.
However, the young man frowned. “Is that all?”
He got down from his horse and circled the goods. They were mostly vegetables while the medicine was pitifully little. There were also not many ironware items to be seen but a lot of seasonings like scallions, ginger, and garlic. In conclusion, most of the items were not valuable at all.
Nearby, Rye explained, “We were a little rushed, so we only managed to get these items. You live in the grasslands and have never been to the south before, so you might not know that the supplies in the south are not as readily available as you think. It was very difficult to even get ahold of these things.”
The young man looked at Rye with a half-smile. He grasped what was going on. “I’m guessing that you didn’t have the money to buy what I asked for?”
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