"Featured costumes, come from Nanyang?"

"Yes, that guy's hair is almost about an inch long, and his clothes look weird. It's obvious that they are not our Ming Dynasty clothing." Qi Laoliu said with confidence, patting his chest.

Xiaoqi, known as Songtou, had originally impatient face turned into a look of surprise. He had never seen people from Nanyang before. Thinking of this, he stood up and patted the dust on his butt and said, "Go... go and take a look!"

Soon, when Song Tou saw Yang Feng, he was also stunned by Yang Feng's "weird" appearance.

"Oh, this is really a strange costume."

Song Tou walked up to Yang Feng, looked for a while before asking in an official voice, "Who are you, where are you from, and where are you going?"

Seeing a soldier who was obviously dressed better than the two worn-out soldiers coming, Yang Feng knew that this should be the leader of the city gate here. He still used the reason just now to say it. Finally, he said: "I just came to the Ming Dynasty from Nanyang, but my ship was snatched by pirates on the sea. I was the only one who escaped from the entire ship. I hope that lord can let me enter Nanjing and find a place to live. When the next boat arrives, I will definitely not forget lord's grace today."

"Um……"

After hearing this, Song Tou thought for a while and looked at Yang Feng for a moment. He had been a city gate official for so many years. It has always been their "fine tradition" to pluck his hair from the geese. He wanted to ask for some benefits, but after looking at Yang Feng for a long time, he found that he had almost nothing except a strange dress. He cursed in a low voice and waved his hand in anger and signaled that Yang Feng could leave.

Seeing the small flag released, Yang Feng bowed to him to express his gratitude, and walked towards the city gate. Looking at Yang Feng's departure back, Qi Laoliu smiled and said to his companions around him: "Today, our Songtou is rare and merciful, and it is not difficult for that barbarian."

The companion next to him also curled his lips, "You saw that person, and there was only one piece of clothing left on his body. Unless Song Tou is willing to snatch that clothes, what can you ask for? Didn't you hear what he said just now? His entire ship of goods has been strong enough? Leave a good relationship now, maybe people will still remember Song Tou in the future."

"That's true, but in my opinion, it's probably difficult..."

During the whispers between the two, Yang Feng walked into Nanjing City, one of the largest and most prosperous cities of the era. He walked along Sanshan Gate to the vicinity of Xuanwu Lake and found that although the weather was very cold, there were still a lot of people on the lake embankment, and the clothes most people wore were much better than those ragged farmers Yang Feng saw in the village these days. Many red flower boats on Xuanwu Lake kept passing through the lake surface. Yang Feng walked on the lake embankment from time to time heard the laughter of men and women. If he saw such a scene on weekdays, Yang Feng would naturally sigh, but now he was not in such a mood at all, because at this time he was not only cold and hungry, but also felt the eyes around him looking at him in unison. It felt like a monkey in a zoo was watching, very... well, not good!

Following the river beside Xuanwu Lake, Yang Feng walked slowly, looking at the surrounding environment. Of course, he was empty at the moment, not admiring ancient buildings or looking at beauties, but looking at the surrounding shops. Suddenly, the huge "家" in front of a shop attracted his attention. The purpose and nature of the shop with such a sign were the same, whether it was the Ming Dynasty in 1625 or the 21st century more than 300 years later. Yang Feng felt that this kind of shop was so friendly.

After stopping, Yang Feng touched his pocket, held two hard things in his pocket and strode towards the pawnshop. He had eaten enough of the coarse grain cakes mixed with a large amount of wild vegetables. He even suspected that if he had eaten the bitter and astringent coarse grain cakes for a few more days, he would have transformed into a member of the glorious army of robbers.

When Yang Feng walked into the pawnshop, a strange feeling suddenly came to his face. The walls of the pawnshop looked very tall, but the windows around were tall and small, with dark light. There were some red notes on the dark walls, which read "No redemption can be obtained without a guarantee", "The insects and rats bite each one and leave their fate", "Anti-dramas are full of antiques and jadeware", "The magic guns and clothes are inappropriate."

Looking at the pawnshop decoration, Su Jin couldn't help but complain that if any shop dared to use such a fucking decorative style in the 21st century, it would have probably gone bankrupt long ago.

Just as Yang Feng was looking around, a guy in a brown short shirt and about twenty years old came over. He was about to say hello and was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Feng's outfit, and then he asked in a Nanjing accent: "Is this objective, can you help you?"

"I want to pawn!"

For the first time in his life, Yang Feng, who was in a slightly trembling voice, said aloud.

"Okay, please come with me!" Although I really wanted to take a closer look at this strange-looking guest for a while, the guy who knew the rules of the store still managed to stay Yang Feng at a counter with the curiosity in my heart.

After coming to this counter, Yang Feng frowned. The wooden counter gave him only one word, that is, "height", very high. With Yang Feng's height of 1.78 meters, this counter is still one head taller than him. Yang Feng estimated that the counter was at least two meters tall. At the other end of the counter, an old man wearing green clothes and a melon-skinned hat was looking at him with a bright look as if he was looking at Yang Feng's origin. When his eyes looked at Yang Feng and asked slowly, "What do you want to be, this guest?"

Although some people don’t like talking to people with their heads raised, Yang Feng still said, “Shopkeeper, I want to be this thing.”

After saying that, Yang Feng put the thing in his hand in a little effort on the counter that was obviously one head taller than him, and made a "pop" sound.

The old man looked down and saw that it was a silver-white coin the size of a thumb. One side of the coin was chrysanthemums and some letters that the shopkeeper did not recognize, and the other side was written with the words "Huaxia People's Bank of China". Although the shopkeeper had never seen such a coin before, the sophistication of the coin was still surprised. The things carved on this coin, both in the font and in the object looked lifelike. The old man had been worshipping for most of his life. It can be said that he was knowledgeable and had countless things he had received through his hands, but he had never seen such an excellent coin.

Restraining the surprise in his heart, the old man asked without hesitation: "This guest, can you tell me what this is?"

"certainly!"

Su Jin took a deep breath and said, "Shopkeeper, I am a businessman who came to the Ming Dynasty from Nanyang to do business. I just met pirates on the sea. Everyone was killed by the pirates. I was the only one who escaped. Now I am impermanent, and there are only some rare coins produced in the extreme west. These coins are made of precious gold and silver. They are not only well-made, but also can last for thousands of years without being damaged. Now I plan to use some silver for the shopkeeper, and wait for the next fleet to arrive in Nanjing, so as to make it convenient for the shopkeeper."

"Oh..." Chaofeng's face showed a shrewd look that was inconsistent with his age, and said with a smile: "This guest official, don't bully the old man's eyes are blurred. This coin clearly uses the words of my Ming Dynasty, and it is also simplified. What do you say about this?"

"It's so strange that the shopkeeper is rare." Yang Feng said without hesitation according to the answer he had thought before: "I will be powerful and educated all over the world tomorrow. The barbarians in Southeast Asia admire my Ming style. It is normal to use my Ming Dynasty's words!"

"Well, that's true." This explanation that seems ridiculous to later generations is very normal to stop in Chaofeng's ears at this time. Today's China has not been ravaged by the Qing Tartars and Western powers for hundreds of years. At this time, China is already the most powerful and wealthiest country in the world. Whether it is the officials of the Ming Dynasty or the people, they will have the confidence and mentality of a country as the superior country in the Celestial Kingdom when facing any other country. The inferiority complex of the later generations who saw foreigners had no market in the Ming Dynasty.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Feng walked out of the pawnshop, and in his hand he was tightly holding a piece of scattered silver he had just gotten.

This piece of silver is not much, only about three taels. This was exchanged for Yang Feng with the only two one-yuan coins left on him. Although it was only a few days since this era, Yang Feng also roughly understood the price level of this year. Now it is the fifth year of Tianqi, and the price fluctuations in the Ming Dynasty are not so exaggerated. The current price of rice is about one stone of rice or about nine cents of silver, which means that one tael of silver can buy about 200 kilograms of rice. According to this algorithm, one tael of silver is equivalent to six hundred to seven hundred yuan in later generations, and three taels of silver is about two thousand yuan.

Although Yang Feng didn't understand how much these two coins were worth in this era, he also knew that he must have been cheated by that old man. However, now he is not qualified to bargain, so he could only grit his teeth and agree. After all, the most urgent thing for him now is to find a place to stay and find a way to return to modern society.

After leaving the inn, Yang Feng ate something casually, then found an inn and stayed there. Next, he had to study the mirror on his chest that accompanied him from modern times to Ming Dynasty. Whether he could go home depends entirely on it...
Chapter completed!