C6 Jinhuangzhijiao

Never in her wildest dreams would Blue Jade think that there would be such a room in this chaotic world.

It was a standard wooden house, built from local materials and leaning against a low mountain slope. The roof was covered with a layer of grass and mud, and in the autumn there were all sorts of small wildflowers.

The further in he went, the more open the space became.

In a large courtyard, the unremarkable farmers all held their hoes in their hands, but in reality, they were all practitioners. There were flocks of cattle and sheep coming and going. It was like a paradise. In such a world, what kind of person would have such a heaven and earth?

She pulled up with her claws and stopped, one man and one horse, so smeared with oil that it seemed to obscure the fragrance of the flowers.

Three servants came over respectfully. Two men and one woman, all of them not young anymore. Their faces were full of loyalty and reliability. They greeted the middle-aged man respectfully and warmly, calling out, "Master, you've returned."

He looked back at her gently. "Take this girl to take a bath and change her clothes."

A wall of grandeur without the heart to look closely, because there is no reason to panic.

The maid led her into a room, clean and tidy, with a new set of clothes beside it.

Inside the big wooden bucket, the water was just right.

"Miss, you can bathe now."

The incense was lit, the petals fragrant, and the maid retired.

Lan Yuwen didn't know why, but she suddenly lost her wariness. Her body sank into the water as the fatigue of many days surged up.

The whole chain of events was just a dream.

Even though it was only a dream, this time, it was also a beautiful dream.

This was because he felt that he was safe, unlike the time when he was always fighting with his life on the line when he met Shi Xuanyin.

Sure enough, after she had showered, it was still and quiet.

He could allow a woman to bathe as she liked. At least for now, that man was harmless.

However, she didn't wash for too long. When she got up to put on her clothes, she discovered that it was a set of clothes of an era that were of good quality. The feeling was smooth — it was a real feeling.

Silk and silk, is this man a rich merchant living in seclusion?

Clean, comfortable, and always more pleasant.

His shirt, jacket, and jeans were covered in mud. The maid looked at his strange attire and asked, "Miss, do you want this servant to throw it away?"

"Don't. Please wash it for me and dry it in the sun. "

This outfit was much better than this unsuitable dress during the war era. Especially the boots. She looked at the pair of green embroidered female shoes in front of her. Without hesitation, she wiped them clean with a wet cloth.

He could exchange for anything else, but he absolutely could not exchange for this pair of boots.

Half a man's height of copper glasses, on the back is a clear and vivid phoenix pattern. Blue Jade touched it. The value of this item was immeasurable.

The woman in the mirror had her long hair scattered, and her face was as cold as frost. After taking a bath, her fair and rosy skin revealed a youthful aura. However, because of the extreme cold these days, Feng Chen appeared a little haggard.

She was not very beautiful, because women who were too stunning were too conspicuous, making it inconvenient for them to act. Many of the female agents in the movies were always sexy, but that was because they didn't know what was going on.

However, she also had looks and looks. If she was too average looking, she would naturally lose many opportunities. Sometimes, she wouldn't even be able to make it into the arena. She just happened to be in the middle of this beauty, neither boasting nor too low-key.

She looked at the fine rouge powder, a box of rosy red lipstick, and the scent of roses. The most fashionable and luxurious cosmetics of this era, she thought.

What kind of man was this?

After dressing up, you want him to appraise you?

No, no, no, this is too dangerous.

The maid respectfully greeted, "Miss, your servant will help you …"

She refused, only tidying her hair, drying it, looking at herself in the mirror. There was nothing seductive about it. The only strange thing was the boots.

But the dress was long and covered it.

Just right.

It was already evening.

Autumn rain began to fall.

It immediately turned cold.

There was a red carpet and a crystal candlestick in the living room. In the middle of the room was a painting of a character in the mountains and rivers. There were seven people in there.

It came from the hands of a mountain torrent.

Of course it was the real thing.

The middle-aged man sat on a chair as he looked down at a book.

Lan Yu coughed.

He looked up, put the book down, saw her, and for a moment his eyes rested on the boots at her feet. However, she then laughed, "Lady, please take a seat."

In the middle of the table was a long, jade-like board.

On the table was a complete set of jade artifacts.

Among the tableware, jade was first, gold was second, and silver was last.

Of course, this was only for the wealthy Jia Clan.

Even if the blue jade did not know how to distinguish, but, good things are good things, the warmth of the jade, as if the natural flow, with the change of the season, alive sense of the four seasons of the summer.

She touched the jade bowl and chopsticks in front of her. Surprisingly, they were slightly warm, the right temperature for her hands to accept.

The whole roasted suckling pig and the eight dishes were very delicate dishes. She could not name any of them. There were also two cups, which had a crystal pale green color in them.

Lan Yu was stunned. Even in the modern era, even when she was dealing with some super tycoons, she had never seen such a grand show.

She suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

He smiled gently and said, "Let's eat first. It won't be good if it gets cold."

She stared at him, face to face in the candlelight, seeing him so clearly. Only now did he realize that he was not that young — even older than the middle-aged man. Forty? Or fifty?

"My name is Bluejade. I'm 25 years old."

He just smiled and listened.

She said stubbornly, "What about you?"

"Geller."

She did not know that there was a surname, and that history had no record of it. Minority, or hermit?

She repeated, "Geller? What a strange name, what should I call you? "

In this era, people called him Old Master. However, Old Master, was he that old?

"Or do I call you Mr. Portugal?"

Mr. Portugal?

As if for the first time he heard them call him "sir," he raised his eyebrows.

Lan Yuzhi had never unrestrainedly sized up a man's appearance before. His facial features were very distinct, and one could not see any characteristics of a foreign race. He was ten years younger than them, and he could even be considered a pretty good man.

"It's so beautiful, an old man can't have flowers on his face. Perhaps, you can call me Old Master. "

The two words Jade Chimes were called naturally and affectionately. Just like the elder.

She retorted, "How can you call yourself Old Master at such an age?"

"Do you know how old I am?"

He didn't answer.

She hadn't expected men to keep their ages secret, too.

He picked up his glass and took a sip.

Blue Jade tactfully stopped asking and just lowered her head to eat.

"Yuchang, you eat too little and the dishes don't suit your appetite?"

She looked at the contents of the bowl. They weren't much, but she tasted each one.

"I want to be a complete glutton, so I ate too much steamed buns and beef at the store. I don't think I'll have any problems eating for the next two days." With a bitter face and a slightly depressed expression, she bluntly said, "Therefore, even if I look at the good stuff now, I won't be able to eat it."

One person killed eight large steamed buns, a whole catty of beef, and two large plates of vegetables.

Even a strong man was enough for three meals.

"I've never heard a woman speak like that."

He smiled. There were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. However, it was filled with a kind of benevolence.

Sure enough, he was no longer young.

She felt safe and comfortable.

It was still better than facing an ox like Shi Xuanyin who couldn't stop venting his energy.

Old people had their own benefits.

He stretched lazily and ate his fill. Then, he drank some wine and washed his face and rinsed his mouth. He was sleepy.

However, her gaze was still lingering on the delicacies. Even in the modern era, she had never eaten such a delicious dish before.

Helpless, his stomach expanded like a drum.

This was truly a torture to the Taotie.

"However, I can eat and drink to my heart's content tomorrow …" She felt a little embarrassed, "Tomorrow, will there still be?"

Tomorrow!

His eyes lit up. "Maybe you can eat like this everyday."

This time, she was stunned for a moment before realizing the man's intention.

There was only one reason why a woman wanted to eat and drink to her heart's content.

Moreover, only when this condition was fulfilled could it be considered a long-term meal ticket.

She looked at him curiously and said bluntly, "You want to hide a treasure?"

His voice was extremely gentle and calm, "Now that you have nowhere to go, your thoughts cannot be counted on. You can sleep well tonight, and after thinking carefully, you can answer me tomorrow. I can't think clearly about it tomorrow, but I can still do it after a few more days. "

It turned out to be true.

She was stunned.

It was impossible for such a man to not have a wife and concubine. If he had skipped Grandma Meng's Elixir, could it be that he had come to this alternate world to be a mistress? No, from the looks of it, it definitely wasn't Little Three, but Little Four, 567, 789 …

He probably had a small home in many places.

But he was a gentleman.

This old man was a gentleman.

They first provided food and drinks, food and lodging before considering further.

Unlike the devilish "financial backer" who tried to be frivolous and take over his body, he still wanted his mini gun.

As expected, even though the times had changed, the human nature remained the same. From ancient times until now, it had always been the old man being more generous to young women. The younger ones, who called themselves the fifth brother of the Diamond King, were all smarter than monkeys.

"You're tired, go rest first. When your mind is better, your judgement won't be wrong."

She couldn't resist.