Repairer

"Don't, big brother, my stall has just been set up for a short time, and I haven't made a single sale today." Su Xiaofan looked at the expressionless middle-aged man and couldn't help but shiver. He could smell it, these people in front of him all had that lingering earthy smell. When they last traded, Su Xiaofan had roughly guessed this person's identity.,But whoever broke this rule, the old man who created the Bronzeware Village would not show mercy. At best, they would be expelled from the village; at worst, sent directly to the authorities. As the saying goes, wealth moves the heart. Over these decades, there have been people who have had thoughts of breaking the rules, but they were all personally handed over to the authorities by the old man. The most serious case resulted in a fifteen-year sentence. After that, no one dared to break the rule again.,"But the receipt you gave me says it's from the Western Zhou Dynasty!" The middle-aged man widened his eyes, pulling out a receipt from his pocket. He felt a little embarrassed now; he had been in this line of work for over twenty years and hadn't expected to be outsmarted by a young guy like this.。