The Chicken Blood Stone trade fair was bustling with activity in the Changhua Bloodstone Trade Plaza early in the morning.
The fruits of the farmers' labor over the past half year were all to be traded in this plaza.
The trade fair only lasted for three days, but there was no sense of confusion in the eyes of these people.
Because the price of Chicken Blood Stones had skyrocketed in recent years, they saw hope for the future. As long as the quality of the goods was good, there was no worry about not being able to sell them.
Uncle Qi arrived at the county town early in the morning and made his way through a secluded alley into a small house, knocking on the door and entering.
"Boss Zhong, those goods you wanted have been shipped to Shanghai by express delivery as you instructed, and the insurance value was filled out to the highest amount according to your instructions. Here's the receipt, please keep it safe."
