Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 685 - 681: Profiteering Deal

Although the conflict ceased, the sudden outburst earlier had still hurt the harmony. Both parties remain in a tense standoff.

Lin Wanwan slowly lowered the nail gun, snorted coldly, and said, "Your sudden attack hurt people, making it hard to resolve peacefully. But since I’ve wounded some of you, let’s put it aside for now and pick a leader to do business with me!"

The previous main person in charge, the bearded man closest to Lin Wanwan, naturally took a nail.

Given the Great Shi Country’s medical stage, it’s probably still at the bloodletting phase; he’s in for some suffering. If luck is bad, it’s quite possible he could die from tetanus.

The people across from her were seeing such an endlessly firing weapon for the first time. Although less powerful than the Tang’s crossbow arrows, it had the advantage of numbers, and they didn’t know how many more she could shoot, so they didn’t dare make any rash moves.

Moreover, Baye Feng on the side obviously looked like someone from a tribe. They weren’t clear about whether more tribal people would attack them if a real fight broke out.

Originally, they thought if it was just three people, they could easily overpower them in the tent, but they didn’t expect their strength to be much greater than estimated.

The woman had an easy-to-use strange weapon, the man’s martial skills were astonishing, able to knock down three large men instantly, and even with a child as a drag, they didn’t want to gamble with their lives.

Those who could enter this tent all had some wealth.

After all, the Hu Shang were not bandits, their main goal was to go to Chang’an City to do business and make money. Since their black consumption attempt failed, they decided to honestly trade goods for treasures.

"Alright, let’s settle it as you said."

In the end, the Hu Shang took a step back and agreed to Lin Wanwan’s terms of exchange.

All the tea cakes, white sugar, brown sugar, and fine salt Lin Wanwan had in her hand were exchanged for a pound of musk, half a pound of ambergris, a pound of dragon brain, two pairs of rhinoceros horns, an exquisite whip inlaid with dozens of rubies, sapphires, and turquoise of various sizes, and a piece of mutton fat jade about the size of a baby’s fist.

What a great profit! Trading with such Hu Shang who go to great lengths to prepare goods for Chang’an is indeed exhilarating!

What was even more delightful was that she could freely barter without fear of being caught by the braid.

There were plenty of treasures in both the east and west markets of Chang’an, but she dared not use pepper casually for trade, let alone white sugar and brown sugar.

She dared not take out anything overly ahead of the current era in Chang’an.

In Chang’an City, the power structures were complex and intricate, with schemers aplenty, so she dared not act recklessly.

The rain outside had stopped, and Lin Wanwan stepped out of the tent with a large deflated-looking cloth bag on her back, breathing in the fresh post-rain air.

Baye Feng, carrying his sister, came out and said, "I’ve never seen a single woman carrying so much wealth. Are you so confident you can leave safely alone? Didn’t you see the Hu Shang’s eyes were already red with blood?"

Lin Wanwan tilted her head and smiled, "That’s why I hired you as an escort master to hold the line, isn’t it?"

After speaking, she pulled out two children’s cross-collar shirts she had previously bought at a supermarket and handed them to Baye Feng, "This is the remuneration I promised you."

Said to be made of Gaochang cotton, but in reality, they were modern pure cotton products. However, given Baye Feng’s impoverished background, he couldn’t tell the difference.

Baye Feng took it with one hand and, squeezing it in his hand, said quietly while looking ahead, "You should be glad I don’t kill women; otherwise, you might not walk out of the tribe."

Lin Wanwan glanced at him, raised the nail gun in her hand, and said, "You’re a bit too confident, aren’t you? If we really fought, it’s not certain who would kill whom."

Baye Feng sneered, "At the current distance, if I made a move, you wouldn’t even have a chance to draw."

Lin Wanwan wasn’t about to lose face, "Do you think I would dare travel the world with treasures and only have this one weapon?"

Baye Feng’s gaze fell on the sleeve crossbow on her arm and smiled, repeating, "You won’t have a chance to use it."

Lin Wanwan didn’t argue with him and changed the topic, "What a pity, souring relations with this caravan. Are you still daring to travel with them? If you dare, I’ll come back tonight to exchange your tea cakes and cover your travel expenses to Chang’an."

Baye Feng, having witnessed Lin Wanwan’s decisiveness earlier, became more determined to accept her offer to meet their leader.

He readily agreed, "Alright."

Baye Feng was always a man of his word, and his "alright" truly meant "alright." As long as Lin Wanwan could survive intact after meeting their leader, he would go to Chang’an as agreed to find the manor master she mentioned.

However, in his heart, he had already sentenced Lin Wanwan to death, believing she wouldn’t make it out of the leader’s tent; therefore, the promise wasn’t so urgent now.

Now that the rain had stopped and Lin Wanwan didn’t need the oiled paper umbrella, she handed it directly to Baye Feng, "Give this umbrella to your sister to play with; it’s too damp for me."

Baye Feng had never heard of someone getting rid of an umbrella because it was wet and felt a slight ripple of disdain in his heart; rich people are indeed annoying.

He took the umbrella, carrying his sister, walked out of the caravan’s camp with Lin Wanwan, and said coolly, "If you don’t leave now, you might not be able to."

Lin Wanwan gave him a bright smile, "If I want to leave, no one can stop me."

She firmly grasped the cloth bag, glanced at the sky, surprised that the sun had set so quickly.

Negotiating business had taken all day, a fight broke out, a few were injured, and a big profit was made; indeed, it was a busy day.

Lin Wanwan headed up the hill, and as soon as she reached the shady spot, she opened the Space-Time Gate and crossed back to modern times.

The "rats" trailing her from afar, trying to figure out her whereabouts before making a move, naturally couldn’t find any trace of her.

After waiting a long time without seeing Lin Wanwan re-emerge, they chased to her previous location, only to find not a shadow of her.

They stared at each other in disbelief, unable to fathom how she could vanish into thin air right under their noses, as if she had drilled underground.

Having spent a day in the Great Tang, it was already noon on the modern side.

Lin Wanwan carefully took the items from her cloth bag and placed them in her suitcase, locked it, then smiled faintly and clapped her hands to change clothes.

Having picked up quite a bit of mud, her boots needed to be scrubbed clean, while the set of Hu clothing went into the dirty laundry bag to be washed and dried by the guesthouse staff later; she needed it in the afternoon to go back to the Great Tang.

Lin Wanwan changed into the pink tracksuit that matched Lu Shouyue’s couple’s outfit and took the dirty laundry bag down to the living room.

Removing the room card, she went out to find the hotel staff; she had just told them to arrange things when she saw Lu Shouyue and others returning from the horse race.

"Wanwan, have you finished your study?" Lu Shouyue ran over as soon as he saw Lin Wanwan, leaving his friends behind.

"Yes."

"Great, then can we be together this afternoon?"

"No, I’m not playing. I want to take a nap this afternoon and then write my novel." Lin Wanwan casually made up an excuse.

Lu Shouyue gave Lin Wanwan an exasperated look and was about to speak when his expression changed suddenly. He parted Lin Wanwan’s hair and looked, his heart clenched, "How did you get hurt on your neck?"

Lin Wanwan hadn’t noticed, probably a scratch from the previous chaos.

"Ah? Oh, I guess I accidentally scratched it, no worries."

Lin Wanwan reached out to touch it, but Lu Shouyue grabbed her hand, "Don’t touch it, careful of infection, I’ll help you disinfect it."

"It’s fine!"

"It matters."

Lu Shouyue’s expression was very stern, knowing Lin Wanwan must have gotten it from the other time-space; he held back from exposing her.