Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 111 Young Master Lin, you don't want others to think of you as a lecher, do you?
Dong Xiaowan wore a ruyi cloud patterned shirt on top and a gold-painted horse-face skirt on the bottom.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I swayed left and right with a smug look on my face.

Her eyes sparkled with every glance, her beauty beyond compare.

A beautiful woman stood beside him.

She wore a patterned blue silk robe and a plain moon-colored skirt.

She was petite and charming, with a lovely smile.

However, the envy in her almond-shaped eyes was so intense it seemed almost tangible.

She thought about the bronze mirror she used, and then looked at the standing mirror in Dong Xiaowan's boudoir, which was a true treasure.

The difference is truly...
Lin Dao raised his hand and pushed away the madam who was trying to say something nice, then stepped forward to stand in front of Dong Xiaowan.

Looking down at her, he said, "This is my stuff."

Dong Xiaowan's heart pounded wildly, and her pretty face turned pale.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the man in front of her was too strong, like Mount Tai pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

What's worse, his boasting was exposed on the spot.

Given the superficial smiles and backstabbing among people in their line of work...
"Hehe~~~"

The girl standing to the side, initially taken aback, immediately covered her mouth and laughed after her initial shock.

"Didn't my sister say that this item was a gift from Young Master Lin, who admired you greatly?"

"How could this happen now~~~"

Dong Xiaowan was filled with shame and indignation.

His boasting was exposed on the spot, which was really embarrassing.

Bian Sai, this young lady, usually seems quiet and reserved, but she's quite talkative when she's with people she knows well.

It won't be long before my embarrassing story spreads throughout Nanjing.

Unable to accept her fate of dying in the company, Dong Xiaowan fights back with all her might.

Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, her cherry lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft, "Lin Lang, how could you be so cruel... uh..."

I originally intended to stage a tragic drama and pin the blame on Lin Dao.

Unexpectedly, Lin Dao turned around, raised his hand, and patted Mao Xiang's shoulder, who was hiding behind his wine glass. "Do me a favor and move that mirror downstairs for me."

Mao Xiang was extremely frustrated.

This person is truly a persistent ghost; he can find me no matter where I hide.

He wanted to ignore her, but his legs moved on their own.

He dared not meet Lin Dao's gaze and subconsciously looked away.

There was nothing that could be done; this person's intimidating presence was simply too overwhelming.

Even notorious thieves who commit murder and robbery are not as terrifying as him.

"Oh~"

Mao Xiang picked up the mirror and walked outside.

Lin Dao was about to follow when he saw used perfume and opened cosmetics on the dressing table.

"To take something without asking is to be a thief."

He pointed at Dong Xiaowan and said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

The madam, having no time to comfort her daughter, hurriedly followed her away.

Bian Sai covered her mouth and laughed nonstop, laughing all the way out of the cabin.

The maid, Cui Liu, stepped forward and said, "Miss~~~"

Dong Xiaowan finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into sobs.

She was very famous in Jiangnan, and when Tian Hongyu sent his powerful servants to select concubines, she was chosen as a target.

This shows that she is not only very good-looking, but also very talented in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

It can be said that she has always been pampered and fawned over.

This is the first time I've ever met someone as indifferent and disrespectful as Lin Dao.

She could tell that this wasn't a ploy to get him; he genuinely didn't care about her.

I wanted to show off my full-length mirror, amazing perfume, and cosmetics to my best friend.

Unexpectedly, it backfired and I lost face.

The more she thought about it, the more heartbroken she became, and she collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

After a while, the sobbing gradually stopped.

Dong Xiaowan sat up straight and instructed, "Bring that undergarment over."

As a maid, Cui Liu naturally knew what that undergarment was.

She was greatly surprised. "Girl, this—"

"Don't say another word." Dong Xiaowan bit her cherry lips, her gaze resolute. "Go."

Before long, Cui Liu brought out a bellyband that was considered too revealing for the times.

It is woven from red silk and gauze, and the colors are bright.

"Get out of here and stay far away. Don't come any closer."

"Girl~" Cui Liu said anxiously, "Don't do anything rash~"

"go out!"

Dong Xiaowan was completely enraged and lost her usual composure.

All she wants now is revenge on Lin Dao!
In the cabin below, when the full-length mirror appeared, everyone instinctively stood up.

Mirrors are not unusual; the Franks have sold quite a few of them.

The makeup mirror that Lin Dao took out only cost a few dozen taels each.

But those were all tiny mirrors, no bigger than the palm of your hand.

It is incomparable to a standing mirror, which is as tall as a person.

"Three thousand taels!"

Hu Yingtai practically shouted at the top of his lungs, "I'll offer three thousand taels!"

"This rare treasure is mine!"

"Five thousand taels!" A young master from the Xiangcheng Marquis's mansion immediately spoke up, "Please, everyone, give the Xiangcheng Marquis's mansion some face."

They were all intelligent people who knew how to maximize the value of such rare treasures.

If it were sent to the capital as tribute, the benefits would be enormous!
The Marquis of Xiangcheng certainly had face to save, and most people, though unwilling, could only shake their heads in regret.

But some people don't give them face.

"Our family will contribute ten thousand taels."

The speaker was a robust and imposing man, with a fair complexion and no beard, yet no Adam's apple was visible.

Our ancestor's birthday is coming soon.

"Our family is willing to purchase this rare treasure as a generous gift, and we hope that you will all do us the honor."

Chen Zhenhui leaned closer and whispered to Lin Dao, "He's the adopted son of the garrison eunuch."

Lin Dao understood.

No wonder something seemed off; it turns out he was a eunuch.

It's not unusual for eunuchs to frequent brothels. After all, even monks can go to hotel rooms.

The young master of the Xiangcheng Marquis's mansion looked grim.

But he wasn't the heir apparent, only a son of a concubine, so it wasn't appropriate for him to snatch things from the garrison eunuch.

The eunuch stepped forward, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Mao Xiang, who was holding a standing mirror with his head down, hiding most of his body behind it.

"Send this rare treasure over."

Lin Dao raised his hand to stop him. "I've said before, I'm not interested in money."

In the modern world, how much is a ton of silver worth?
What use would he have for those ten thousand taels?

"Ok?"

The burly eunuch's face darkened. "Are you trying to make a fool of me?"

There's no one who doesn't love money these days!

He had seen far too many feuds and grudges erupt over money.

In this eunuch's eyes, money was more important than life.

"I really don't want any money." Lin Dao shook his head decisively.

In the modern world, the powerful Cthulhu industry has produced more silver in a few years than it has mined and traded over the past few millennia.

Of course he didn't want to.

"I want gold."

"Precious medicinal materials".

"Jewelry, jade, precious woods, and spices are all acceptable."

Lin Daotian added, "Forget about the antiques."

It's not just the hassle of authentication; more importantly, antiques carry cultural significance and a sense of heritage.

Every single item that fetches a high price attracts countless eyes of attention.

There are plenty of ways to make money; there's no need to create trouble for yourself.

The request Lin Dao made was truly bizarre.

Everyone was puzzled; this was the first time they had ever seen someone who didn't like money.

The eunuch's expression softened slightly. "In that case, how about I give you gold?"

Giving gold is a good thing, and Lin Dao is naturally willing to accept it.

"Now that we've got your treasure, we can't let you lose out."

The eunuch smiled and said, "In that case, I'll give you eight hundred taels of gold."

In the early Ming Dynasty, the official gold-silver ratio was one to four.

Of course, the public will adjust the price themselves, and no one will care about the official price.

At that time, the odds were roughly one to six or one to seven.

From the mid-Ming Dynasty onwards, with the large influx of silver from Japan and the Americas, the gold-silver exchange rate also soared rapidly.

By the Chongzhen era, the ratio had reached 1 to 13.

One tael in the Ming Dynasty was about 37 grams, so 800 taels would be about 30,000 grams.

Gold prices have surged in the modern world and are now approaching $600.

Even if the purity is lower, selling it for 550 yuan would still be worth more than 16 million!
Buy feed and send it to Yonghe Space; it's enough for several million people there, enough for each person to eat for two days.

And this was all in exchange for a mirror.

The cost of this mirror is only a few dozen yuan.

After doing some mental calculations, Lin Dao's expression became even more enthusiastic, and the eunuch in front of him seemed kind and benevolent in his eyes.

This is the true extent of the profits from time-space trade!
Of course, the shop will officially open for sale in a few days.

In terms of price, it's naturally impossible for it to be that high again.

However, there is no doubt that it is still an extremely profitable business.

"We'll send someone to fetch the gold right away."

The eunuch instructed the hiding Mao Xiang, "Keep a close eye on our family's treasures. If they are damaged, you won't be spared!"

That affected, pretentious voice gave Lin Dao goosebumps.

He was in a good mood and decided to give a gift to Mao Xiang, who had helped carry the mirror.

But all the previous goods have been sold, and looking around, there's nothing suitable.

"Hold on."

I remembered there were perfumes and cosmetics upstairs, which, although opened, were still usable.

If I were to give it as a gift to the young master who helped me, I doubt he would have any objections.

As they reached the top of the stairs, the petite Bian Sai, with her hooked eyebrows, circled around him.

Their skills are very valuable.

A meal costs several dozen taels of silver, and a song played and sung costs another several dozen taels.

This is comparable to several years' income for an average family.

But this kind of income isn't available every day.

For women like Dong Xiaowan, the price for a haircut was only a few thousand taels of silver.

This young master Lin can easily earn ten thousand taels of silver from a single treasure.

Moreover, he was a tall, strong man with piercing eyes.

How could one not be tempted by Bian Sai's exceptional skills?

Unfortunately, Lin Dao only glanced at her before walking upstairs.

He is now focused on his career.

Busy doing business and making money, busy supporting the millions of people at Yonghe Timespace.

He's currently in the prime of his career, so he has no time for romance or leisure.

Looking at Lin Dao's broad back, Bian Sai bit her lip and stamped her foot in protest.

'Next time we meet, I'll have to change my makeup.'

Lin Dao, who had made a fortune tonight, arrived at Dong Xiaowan's door in high spirits.

Seeing that the door was half open, he called out but received no response.

"Did they run away with my goods?"

He stepped forward and pushed open the door to enter.

Sometime later, the lights in the room went out, and only moonlight streamed into the cabin through the bluish-green glass windows.

Lin Dao glanced around and saw the figure sitting on the bed by the window.

"Young Master Lin!"

Holding a thin veil in her hand, Dong Xiaowan's eyes were alluring as she asked, "Tell me, if I were to cry out for help at this moment, what would become of your reputation?" "Young Master Lin, you wouldn't want others to see you as a lecher, would you?"

Lin Dao's figure visibly paused.

Dong Xiaowan was overjoyed to have finally won back a point.

Just as he was about to state his conditions, he saw Lin Dao striding over from not far away!
"You asked for it!"

(End of this chapter)