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Old Man Yan and Qi Si first went to the brick kiln on the outskirts of Xichuan Town.,“Why aren’t you expensive A hundred catties for just three coins, and once winter arrives, they will sell for five coins.” The old man sighed: “Don’t think my bricks are expensive either; my family only earns a hard-earned living.”,"Okay!" Old Second readily agreed. "I didn't bring it with me today, I'll come deliver the money tomorrow."。