The marketplace was filled with shouts, and some who knew a bit of writing used charcoal to draw on wooden boards, standing behind them, waiting.
Even if you couldn't read the words on the boards, you could still understand the drawings.
Like inn workers and tavern workers seeking jobs, they drew rough sketches of a wine cup.
For those selling goods or people, they directly hung the price on the person being sold.
The man looked left and right and quickly stopped in a corner.
"Collecting herbs on Red Mountain, a day's round trip from the forest! Local hunters, registered with the authorities, quick arrival!"
"Miao Mountain and Red Western Valley, if you need to go, hurry up, team of ten, leaves when full."
"Zhao family's caravan heading to the capital, three spots left, departing in four days. Self-supplied food."
"Tonghe Prefecture's leaving, last person, came and go quickly! Thirty-person team, round trip in a month! Silver coins three taels! Self-supplied food!"
