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Maybe it was intentional or it was a mistake, the red handkerchief in Jin Lian's hand shook twice and actually floated down from the stairs.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman giggled happily as she took a step back.

On the other hand, Eldest Master Fang was overjoyed. He spread his arms wide in an attempt to catch the handkerchief.

It was a pity that there was wind in the courtyard. The handkerchief swayed and flew across the table towards Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai subconsciously extended his hand to receive the handkerchief.

Just at this moment, Jiang Xiaobai was stunned. It didn't seem like a handkerchief, but a undergarment made from a very thin silk.

What a familiar bellyband. He seemed to have seen the picture of a mandarin duck somewhere before.

Suddenly, a sexy scene flashed in Jiang Xiaobai's mind.

In an antique decorated room, he sat on the windowsill facing a beautiful woman wearing only a apron.

It can't be, this is the location of the eighth Portal of Space-time!

In the room upstairs, was the Crossing Point of the eighth Portal of Space-time. The woman was the same brothel girl who had moaned and screamed on the bed, and this fat guy was the one who laid on the female?

It was too amazing. According to his calculations, the place should be 500 meters away. Could he have miscalculated?

"Selling firewood, how dare you! Is this something you should touch?" The middle-aged woman flew into a rage, snatched the undergarment up and shook it, then brought it in front of the fat man, smiling as she said, "Master Fang, please don't blame me. This is a wild man who sells firewood. I saw it. He just washed his hands in the kitchen and didn't get dirty! "

When did I wash my hands? How did my hands get dirty?

"How preposterous!" Master Fang flung his sleeves and said furiously, "Destroying my mood, this bastard should be beaten!"

"Right, right, he should have fought!" The middle-aged woman answered and shouted, "Big Scarface, Shunzi, pull him out and beat him up!"

She was willing to back out even after beating someone up. She wouldn't even be able to pay those fourteen big shots.

In the midst of the ruckus, two guards rushed in from outside.

The two of them were not in a hurry to beat him up, but continued to laugh evilly, the joints on their bodies crackled and popped as they prepared to suppress Jiang Xiaobai from his aura.

However, they were stunned when they arrived near the incense table.

Because they astonishedly discovered that Jiang Xiaobai's right hand was actually holding up, a piece of white silver in his hand.

At least 10 taels!

One could not judge a book by its cover, and the sea was not to be measured. Who said that a woodcutter could not go to a brothel?

"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Even if they were beaten to death, they still wouldn't believe that a wood seller would take out ten taels of silver.

"I've got it, I should go up!" Jiang Xiaobai threw the silver towards the middle-aged woman and snatched the undergarment back.

He had watched too many movies and TV dramas. In a place like a brothel, the way to show off a man's charm was more than anyone's money, wasn't it?

But in this time and space, it could be said that Jiang Xiaobai viewed money like dirt.

Tens of thousands of silver taels, just a few bottles of Erguotou, took a few minutes to settle.

"You, a firewood seller, want Jin Lian?" The fat man was so angry that her nose was crooked.

"So what if you're selling firewood? You can still monopolize the Courtesan Belle selection!" Since he wanted to flaunt his wealth, then let's do it more happily. Jiang Xiaobai put his hands behind his back and arrogantly said: "Isn't it just money?

The middle-aged woman said in confusion, "You... "How come you have silver?"

"What? This silver is fake?" Jiang Xiaobai glared at him.

"It's not fake, but …" The middle-aged woman held the silver, looked at Jiang Xiaobai, and then looked at the fatty, she didn't know what to choose for the moment.

"How preposterous! How preposterous!" The fat man was so mad that he could no longer care about being carefree. He threw the fan in his hand onto the ground and took out another silver ingot from his pocket. He said, "I'll add another ten taels!"

"Tsk, how petty!" Jiang Xiaobai was straightforward, and directly took out all the silver from his pockets.

"Crash!" A silver light instantly shined on the table. Nearly a hundred taels of silver varied in size, some were broken, some were neat and some were broken.

Jiang Xiaobai believed that in this era, even the richest man would not be able to carry around a hundred taels of silver, since it was too heavy and inconvenient.

Although this fatty had two pairs of spare money, he definitely could not be classified as a rich person. He did not even bring servants with him.

As expected, the fat man was stunned. He stared blankly at the silver on the table and touched his pocket. He was so angry that his face turned pale.

As for the middle-aged woman, her eyes stared straight ahead. It was probably the first time she saw someone take out a hundred taels of silver at once.

This was the real world. The movies and TV dramas that cost tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver would never be acted out just to get a smile on her face.

"Great sir, you … "You …" The middle-aged woman stuttered, unable to speak.

"What? Isn't it enough?" Jiang Xiaobai sneered.

"Enough, enough!" The middle-aged woman was sure that this was real, and smiled until all the wrinkles on her face opened up, and said: "Don't even talk about it with Jin Lian, it's enough to cover all the girls here!"

Is that enough? It was not enough for Jiang Xiaobai!

Since it was his first time acting cool, he should have pretended to be satisfied.

Therefore, Jiang Xiaobai fished out a handful of glass beads from his chest, took them and slammed them on the table, then said: "Ten Heavenly Zhu Nation's treasures, worth ten thousand silvers, I want to redeem Jin Lian's life!"

Ever since he was able to travel to the Northern Song Dynasty, Jiang Xiaobai had become accustomed to carrying all kinds of modern items with him. His goal was to deal with whatever he needed, and in his pocket were glass beads, plastic boxes, small mirrors, and small combs.

Ah!" The middle-aged woman's mind could not keep up.

"Pah!" A mirror the size of a palm slammed on the table, Jiang Xiaobai said: "It's used by the Western Precious Elephant Nation's Queen, it's the brightest and cleanest mirror in the world, even a mirror with a soft jade bag is worth a hundred thousand gold, I want to buy all of these here!"

Ah!" The middle-aged woman's body swayed, almost falling to the ground.

"Is it enough?" Jiang Xiaobai took a step forward, and shouted: "If it's not enough, then just tell me, I will have as many as you want!"

The middle-aged woman tremblingly asked: "Master, who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am, I'm just asking if you have enough!" If he succeeded in acting cool, Jiang Xiaobai would feel really good in his heart.

"Master, let me think, let me think!" As the middle-aged woman spoke, she looked at the table in fear.

Ten glass balls impersonating a Heavenly Sincerity Orb rolled around on top of it. She was afraid that one would fall and break, so she couldn't afford to pay for it herself.

"Then think about it carefully, I'm going up!" Jiang Xiaobai held his head high and puffed up his chest, walking towards the stairs.

"Please, wait upon Jin Lian!" The middle-aged woman shouted out and immediately threw herself onto the glass ball that had already rolled onto the edge of the table.

"This, this, this …" With a pale face, the fat man suddenly turned around and ran.

Walking on the stairs, Jiang Xiaobai's heart was filled with joy — — The eighth Portal of Space-time, I will definitely buy it!

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