After sitting back on the chair, it was not until the church bell rang again in the distance. It was seven consecutive times that Zhou Mingrui slowly stood up, came to the cabinet, and took out his clothes.
Black vest, formal outfit in the same color, pants with slightly tight ankles, a half-high top hat, and a faint bookish atmosphere made Zhou Mingrui look at himself in the glass, as if he was watching a British drama telling a story of the Victorian era.
I wasn't going to an interview, I just bought some vegetables and prepared materials for the transfer ceremony... Suddenly, he muttered in a low voice, shook his head and laughed.
Klein was so concerned about the upcoming interview that it turned into a physical instinct that when he was not focused enough, he habitually wore this only decent set of clothing.
After breathing, Zhou Mingrui took off his formal clothes and vest, changed into a brown and yellow jacket, and changed his head to a felt hat with round edges of the same color.
After packing up his own clothes, he walked to the edge of the high and low bed, raised the mat above, stretched his hand through the inconspicuous hole at the bottom, and groped for a while to find the mezzanine.
When his right hand retracted, there was a roll of banknotes in his palm, about seven or eight, with dark green and white colors.
This is all Benson's current savings, even including the living expenses of these three days, including only two five-sulle notes, and the rest are all one-sulle.
In the monetary system of the Ruhn Kingdom, Sule is located on the second floor, originating from ancient silver coins. One Sule is equal to twelve copper pennies, with two denominations: one and five.
At the top of the currency is the gold pound, which is also a paper currency, but is guaranteed by gold and is directly linked. One gold pound is equal to twenty sul, and there are three denominations: one, five, and ten.
Zhou Mingrui expanded the banknotes and smelled the very light and light special ink fragrance.
This is the taste of money.
Perhaps it was influenced by Klein's memory fragments, or perhaps it was because of his never-changing desire for money, at this moment, Zhou Mingrui felt that he was in love with these little guys.
Look, their patterns are so exquisite that George III, who has two mustaches and serious old-fashioned, looks so cute...
Look, the watermark seen through the sun is so tempting, and the carefully designed anti-counterfeiting label makes it completely different from the fake slut!
After watching for dozens of seconds, Zhou Mingrui pulled out two pieces of Yi Sule's banknotes, rolled the rest back, and stuffed them back into the mezzanine inside the mat.
To smooth out the cloth strips near the hole, Zhou Mingrui neatly folded the two paper money he took out, put them in the pocket on the left side of the brown-yellow jacket, and placed them separately from the few pennies in his pocket.
Doing all this, he put the key into his right pocket, took a large dark brown paper bag, and quickly walked towards the door.
Dada, dada, the footsteps went from fast to slow, and finally stopped.
Zhou Mingrui stood by the door, his brows frowned at some point.
There are many doubts about Klein's suicide. Will he encounter any accidents when he goes out like this?
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Mingrui returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the revolver with a flashing brass luster.
This is the only self-defense weapon he can think of, and it is also a powerful enough weapon!
Although he has never practiced shooting, just taking out this pistol can definitely scare people!
After rubbing the cold metal wheel, Zhou Mingrui stuffed the pistol into the pocket where the banknotes were, clamped the bills in his palm, and pressed the handle of the gun tightly with his fingers to hide perfectly.
A sense of security arises naturally, and he knows a little bit of everything suddenly appears with a worry:
Will it be fired by mistake?
Thoughts came one after another, Zhou Mingrui quickly found his idea. He pulled out his pistol, swung the wheel to the left, and turned the empty bullet nest to the position to be fired, and then closed it with a snap.
In this way, even if the fire goes out, it will only be an empty bullet!
After re-plugging the pistol, Zhou Mingrui's left hand was inserted into his pocket and stopped taking it out.
He pressed his hat with his right hand, opened the door, and clanged out.
The corridor during the day was still dark, and the sunlight that could penetrate into the windows at the end was quite limited. Zhou Mingrui quickly walked down the stairs and left the apartment, and felt the brilliance and warmth.
Although July is approaching and midsummer, Tingen is located in the north of the Kingdom of Roone, with unique climatic characteristics. The highest temperature in the year is only less than 30 degrees Celsius on the earth, and it is even cooler in the morning. Some places on the streets are dirty and miscellaneous. In Klein's memory, even if the low-income people live, similar scenes are not uncommon, because there are many people and life.
Come on, delicious fried meat fish!
Hot and fresh oyster soup, drink a bowl in the morning and stay energetic all day!
The fresh fish sent from the port is only 5p per person!
Small muffin, eel soup with ginger beer!
Conch, conch, conch!
The vegetables freshly collected from the farm outside the city are cheap and fresh!
……
Mobile street vendors who sell vegetables, fruits, and cooked food shouted loudly, greeting passers-by in a hurry. Some would stop and buy carefully, while others waved impatiently because today's work has not yet been settled.
Zhou Mingrui smelled the stench and fragrance of air, held the gun handle firmly in his left hand, held the banknotes tightly, and pressed the round-edged felt hat with his right hand, bent down slightly, and walked down through the busy street.
There are thieves in crowded places, especially in this neighborhood, there are many semi-unemployed poor people doing temporary jobs and hungry children driven by others.
Walking along the way, when the density of the crowd around him returned to normal, Zhou Mingrui straightened his back, raised his head, and looked at the streets.
There was a wandering accordion musician playing there, and the melody was sometimes melodious and sometimes enthusiastic.
Next to him, there were many children wearing ragged clothes and sallow complexion due to malnutrition.
They listened to the music, followed the rhythm, twisted their bodies according to their instincts, danced their own dances, and their faces were filled with joy, just like they were a little prince and a little angel.
A woman with a numb expression passed by, her skirt was dirty and her skin was dull.
Her eyes were dull and dull. Only when she looked at the group of children did she light flash, as if she saw herself thirty years ago.
Not paying attention for a moment, he hit Zhou Mingrui's arms, his plump breasts were completely exposed to the tight hug of the stranger. He had lost his former straightness and was squeezed tightly on the stranger's chest and was pressed flat. The distance between him and the stranger was so close that she could hear each other's violent heartbeats.
Before Zhou Mingrui could react to the accident, his young body started to act before his brain.
His angry cock was pressing against the woman's naked belly, allowing her to clearly feel its power and heat!
The big cock was pressed against her valley and lower abdomen.
The woman's private parts touched the stranger's big cock for the first time, and she felt dizzy.
No...No...No...No...
The woman tried to push away the strange man in front of her, and screamed softly.
However, her voice was so weak, and those few notes were heard by Zhou Mingrui, just the voice of her struggle in her heart, and she kept shouting No. This sound seemed to stimulate his sexual desire even more.
Of course, Zhou Mingrui was not crazy enough to do something to a woman on the street. After sighing about Klein's youth and energy, he hurriedly pushed the woman in front of him, turned to another street, and stopped in front of Slyn's bakery.
The owner of the bakery is an old lady in her seventies named Wendysling. Her hair is gray and her face is always filled with a gentle smile. Since Klein remembers, she has been selling bread and pastries here.
Well, the Tingen cakes and lemon cakes she baked were very delicious... Zhou Mingrui swallowed and smiled:
Mrs. Slyn, 8 pounds of rye bread.
Oh, Klein, where is Benson, not back yet?Wendy asked with a smile.
A few days left.Zhou Mingrui answered vaguely.
Wendy sighed while picking up the rye bread:
He is such a hardworking and good guy, and he will have a good wife.
Speaking of this, the corners of her mouth raised and she smiled a little mischievously:
Now, you have graduated, our history graduate from Hoy University ~ Well, you can make money soon, you shouldn't live in an apartment like this, at least you have to have your own bathroom.
Mrs. Slin, you are like a young and lively lady today.Zhou Mingrui could only respond with a dry smile.
If Klein can pass the interview successfully and become a lecturer at Tingen University, then the whole family will indeed go directly to a well-off society!
In his memory fragments, he even fantasized about renting a suburban single-family house, with five or six rooms upstairs, two bathrooms, a large balcony, two rooms downstairs, a dining room, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and an underground storage room.
This is not a luxury. Even the lecturer at Tingen University can earn 2 gold pounds a weekly salary, and after becoming a regular, it will be 3 gold pounds and 10 pounds a weekly salary. You should know that Klein's brother Benson has worked for many years and has only 1 pounds a weekly salary of 10 pounds a week. Ordinary workers in the factory are even less than 1 pounds or just a little bit. The rent for such a single-family house ranges from 19 pounds to 1 pounds and 18 pounds.
This is the difference between a monthly income of 3,400 and a monthly income of 14,500 yuan... Zhou Mingrui muttered to himself.
However, the premise is to pass an interview at Tingen or Beckland University.
As for other ways, people without backgrounds cannot be recommended and become public officials, while those who study history have a narrow scope of employment, and the needs of private consultants for aristocrats or bankers and industrial tycoons do not have much demand.
Considering that the knowledge Klein has mastered has also become fragments, incomplete and many incomplete, Zhou Mingrui's expectations for Mrs. Slin were full of embarrassment and guilt.
No, I've always been so young.Wendy answered humorously.
While speaking, she packed the sixteen weighed rye noodles into the large dark brown paper bag that Zhou Mingrui brought, and spread her right hand:
9p.
Each rye bread weighs around 05 pounds, and deviations are inevitable.
9p, didn’t you ask for 11p two days ago?Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously.
Last month, I even cost 15p.
You have to thank the repeal of the Cereal Act and those who marched.Wendy smiled with her hands spread out.
Zhou Mingrui nodded in a vague way. Klein's memory of this was a bit incomplete. He only remembered that the core of the Cereals Act was to protect the prices of its own agricultural products. Before the price rose to a certain level, he would not import grain from southern Fernet, Massey, Lenburg and other countries.
Why do anyone march against it?
Without further ado, Zhou Mingrui was afraid of bringing out the revolver, so he could only carefully take out the banknotes, take out one of them, and handed them to Mrs. Slin.
After recovering three copper pennies and stuffing them into his pants bag, he carried the paper bag of bread and headed to the lettuce and meat market across the street, working hard for the tender peas and lamb stewed with his sister's advice.
There is a municipal square at the intersection of Iron Cross Street and Narcissus Street. At this time, many tents were set up, and clowns with strange and funny appearances were distributing flyers everywhere.
Tomorrow night, circus performance?Zhou Mingrui glanced at the flyer in someone else's hand and whispered the general content.
Melissa must like it very much, I don’t know how to collect the tickets?The thought flashed and Zhou Mingrui moved closer.
He was about to ask one of the red and yellow clowns when a hoarse female voice suddenly came from beside him:
Do you want to divine?
Subconsciously turning his head and looking at Zhou Mingrui saw a woman wearing a pointed hat and a long black dress standing in front of a low tent.
Her face was painted with red and yellow oils, and her eyes were gray and blue.
No.Zhou Mingrui shook his head and replied, "He has no spare money to do divination."
The woman smiled and said:
My tarot divination is very accurate.
Tarot... Zhou Mingrui was stunned.
This pronunciation is very similar to the tarot cards on Earth Ah!
The Earth's tarot card is a kind of fortune telling poker, but there are some graphic cards with symbols.
Wait... He suddenly remembered the origin of Tarot divination in this world.
It was not derived from the seven orthodox gods, nor was it left over from ancient times, but was invented by Rosel Gustav, who was then the consul of the Republic of Intis.
Mr. Rossell invented the steam engine, improved the sailing boat, overthrew the rule of the Kingdom of Intis, and was recognized by the Church of the God of Craftsmen, becoming the first consul of the New Republic.
Later, he fought south and north, including Lenburg and other countries as protection, allowing the Northern Continental powers such as the Kingdom of Roon, Fenerport, and the Fsac Empire to bow their heads one after another, and then changed the Republic to an empire again, calling himself Caesar.
It was during Rossell's reign that the Church of the God of Craftsman received the first public oracle since the Fifth Annals, changing the name of the God of Craftsman to the God of Steam and Machinery.
Rossel also invented Tarot divination and laid the foundation for the current composition and gameplay of cards. There are several types that Zhou Mingrui is familiar with, such as Upgrade, Landlord, Texas, and Quint...
In addition, he sent his fleet to find a waterway to the Southern Continent in the storms and turbulences, opening up the colonial era.
Unfortunately, when he was old, he was betrayed and was assassinated by the Eternal Lieyang Church, the Soren family of the Desi royal family and other nobles in the Baifeng Palace in 1198.
This... Remembering these common sense, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had a toothache.
This is not a time traveler senior, right?
Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui wanted to see what the tarot cards here looked like, so he nodded to the woman wearing a pointed hat and a greased face and said:
If not, uh, the price is reasonable, I'll give it a try.
The woman immediately smiled:
Sir, you are the first person to come to divine today, free.
Black vest, formal outfit in the same color, pants with slightly tight ankles, a half-high top hat, and a faint bookish atmosphere made Zhou Mingrui look at himself in the glass, as if he was watching a British drama telling a story of the Victorian era.
I wasn't going to an interview, I just bought some vegetables and prepared materials for the transfer ceremony... Suddenly, he muttered in a low voice, shook his head and laughed.
Klein was so concerned about the upcoming interview that it turned into a physical instinct that when he was not focused enough, he habitually wore this only decent set of clothing.
After breathing, Zhou Mingrui took off his formal clothes and vest, changed into a brown and yellow jacket, and changed his head to a felt hat with round edges of the same color.
After packing up his own clothes, he walked to the edge of the high and low bed, raised the mat above, stretched his hand through the inconspicuous hole at the bottom, and groped for a while to find the mezzanine.
When his right hand retracted, there was a roll of banknotes in his palm, about seven or eight, with dark green and white colors.
This is all Benson's current savings, even including the living expenses of these three days, including only two five-sulle notes, and the rest are all one-sulle.
In the monetary system of the Ruhn Kingdom, Sule is located on the second floor, originating from ancient silver coins. One Sule is equal to twelve copper pennies, with two denominations: one and five.
At the top of the currency is the gold pound, which is also a paper currency, but is guaranteed by gold and is directly linked. One gold pound is equal to twenty sul, and there are three denominations: one, five, and ten.
Zhou Mingrui expanded the banknotes and smelled the very light and light special ink fragrance.
This is the taste of money.
Perhaps it was influenced by Klein's memory fragments, or perhaps it was because of his never-changing desire for money, at this moment, Zhou Mingrui felt that he was in love with these little guys.
Look, their patterns are so exquisite that George III, who has two mustaches and serious old-fashioned, looks so cute...
Look, the watermark seen through the sun is so tempting, and the carefully designed anti-counterfeiting label makes it completely different from the fake slut!
After watching for dozens of seconds, Zhou Mingrui pulled out two pieces of Yi Sule's banknotes, rolled the rest back, and stuffed them back into the mezzanine inside the mat.
To smooth out the cloth strips near the hole, Zhou Mingrui neatly folded the two paper money he took out, put them in the pocket on the left side of the brown-yellow jacket, and placed them separately from the few pennies in his pocket.
Doing all this, he put the key into his right pocket, took a large dark brown paper bag, and quickly walked towards the door.
Dada, dada, the footsteps went from fast to slow, and finally stopped.
Zhou Mingrui stood by the door, his brows frowned at some point.
There are many doubts about Klein's suicide. Will he encounter any accidents when he goes out like this?
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Mingrui returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the revolver with a flashing brass luster.
This is the only self-defense weapon he can think of, and it is also a powerful enough weapon!
Although he has never practiced shooting, just taking out this pistol can definitely scare people!
After rubbing the cold metal wheel, Zhou Mingrui stuffed the pistol into the pocket where the banknotes were, clamped the bills in his palm, and pressed the handle of the gun tightly with his fingers to hide perfectly.
A sense of security arises naturally, and he knows a little bit of everything suddenly appears with a worry:
Will it be fired by mistake?
Thoughts came one after another, Zhou Mingrui quickly found his idea. He pulled out his pistol, swung the wheel to the left, and turned the empty bullet nest to the position to be fired, and then closed it with a snap.
In this way, even if the fire goes out, it will only be an empty bullet!
After re-plugging the pistol, Zhou Mingrui's left hand was inserted into his pocket and stopped taking it out.
He pressed his hat with his right hand, opened the door, and clanged out.
The corridor during the day was still dark, and the sunlight that could penetrate into the windows at the end was quite limited. Zhou Mingrui quickly walked down the stairs and left the apartment, and felt the brilliance and warmth.
Although July is approaching and midsummer, Tingen is located in the north of the Kingdom of Roone, with unique climatic characteristics. The highest temperature in the year is only less than 30 degrees Celsius on the earth, and it is even cooler in the morning. Some places on the streets are dirty and miscellaneous. In Klein's memory, even if the low-income people live, similar scenes are not uncommon, because there are many people and life.
Come on, delicious fried meat fish!
Hot and fresh oyster soup, drink a bowl in the morning and stay energetic all day!
The fresh fish sent from the port is only 5p per person!
Small muffin, eel soup with ginger beer!
Conch, conch, conch!
The vegetables freshly collected from the farm outside the city are cheap and fresh!
……
Mobile street vendors who sell vegetables, fruits, and cooked food shouted loudly, greeting passers-by in a hurry. Some would stop and buy carefully, while others waved impatiently because today's work has not yet been settled.
Zhou Mingrui smelled the stench and fragrance of air, held the gun handle firmly in his left hand, held the banknotes tightly, and pressed the round-edged felt hat with his right hand, bent down slightly, and walked down through the busy street.
There are thieves in crowded places, especially in this neighborhood, there are many semi-unemployed poor people doing temporary jobs and hungry children driven by others.
Walking along the way, when the density of the crowd around him returned to normal, Zhou Mingrui straightened his back, raised his head, and looked at the streets.
There was a wandering accordion musician playing there, and the melody was sometimes melodious and sometimes enthusiastic.
Next to him, there were many children wearing ragged clothes and sallow complexion due to malnutrition.
They listened to the music, followed the rhythm, twisted their bodies according to their instincts, danced their own dances, and their faces were filled with joy, just like they were a little prince and a little angel.
A woman with a numb expression passed by, her skirt was dirty and her skin was dull.
Her eyes were dull and dull. Only when she looked at the group of children did she light flash, as if she saw herself thirty years ago.
Not paying attention for a moment, he hit Zhou Mingrui's arms, his plump breasts were completely exposed to the tight hug of the stranger. He had lost his former straightness and was squeezed tightly on the stranger's chest and was pressed flat. The distance between him and the stranger was so close that she could hear each other's violent heartbeats.
Before Zhou Mingrui could react to the accident, his young body started to act before his brain.
His angry cock was pressing against the woman's naked belly, allowing her to clearly feel its power and heat!
The big cock was pressed against her valley and lower abdomen.
The woman's private parts touched the stranger's big cock for the first time, and she felt dizzy.
No...No...No...No...
The woman tried to push away the strange man in front of her, and screamed softly.
However, her voice was so weak, and those few notes were heard by Zhou Mingrui, just the voice of her struggle in her heart, and she kept shouting No. This sound seemed to stimulate his sexual desire even more.
Of course, Zhou Mingrui was not crazy enough to do something to a woman on the street. After sighing about Klein's youth and energy, he hurriedly pushed the woman in front of him, turned to another street, and stopped in front of Slyn's bakery.
The owner of the bakery is an old lady in her seventies named Wendysling. Her hair is gray and her face is always filled with a gentle smile. Since Klein remembers, she has been selling bread and pastries here.
Well, the Tingen cakes and lemon cakes she baked were very delicious... Zhou Mingrui swallowed and smiled:
Mrs. Slyn, 8 pounds of rye bread.
Oh, Klein, where is Benson, not back yet?Wendy asked with a smile.
A few days left.Zhou Mingrui answered vaguely.
Wendy sighed while picking up the rye bread:
He is such a hardworking and good guy, and he will have a good wife.
Speaking of this, the corners of her mouth raised and she smiled a little mischievously:
Now, you have graduated, our history graduate from Hoy University ~ Well, you can make money soon, you shouldn't live in an apartment like this, at least you have to have your own bathroom.
Mrs. Slin, you are like a young and lively lady today.Zhou Mingrui could only respond with a dry smile.
If Klein can pass the interview successfully and become a lecturer at Tingen University, then the whole family will indeed go directly to a well-off society!
In his memory fragments, he even fantasized about renting a suburban single-family house, with five or six rooms upstairs, two bathrooms, a large balcony, two rooms downstairs, a dining room, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and an underground storage room.
This is not a luxury. Even the lecturer at Tingen University can earn 2 gold pounds a weekly salary, and after becoming a regular, it will be 3 gold pounds and 10 pounds a weekly salary. You should know that Klein's brother Benson has worked for many years and has only 1 pounds a weekly salary of 10 pounds a week. Ordinary workers in the factory are even less than 1 pounds or just a little bit. The rent for such a single-family house ranges from 19 pounds to 1 pounds and 18 pounds.
This is the difference between a monthly income of 3,400 and a monthly income of 14,500 yuan... Zhou Mingrui muttered to himself.
However, the premise is to pass an interview at Tingen or Beckland University.
As for other ways, people without backgrounds cannot be recommended and become public officials, while those who study history have a narrow scope of employment, and the needs of private consultants for aristocrats or bankers and industrial tycoons do not have much demand.
Considering that the knowledge Klein has mastered has also become fragments, incomplete and many incomplete, Zhou Mingrui's expectations for Mrs. Slin were full of embarrassment and guilt.
No, I've always been so young.Wendy answered humorously.
While speaking, she packed the sixteen weighed rye noodles into the large dark brown paper bag that Zhou Mingrui brought, and spread her right hand:
9p.
Each rye bread weighs around 05 pounds, and deviations are inevitable.
9p, didn’t you ask for 11p two days ago?Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously.
Last month, I even cost 15p.
You have to thank the repeal of the Cereal Act and those who marched.Wendy smiled with her hands spread out.
Zhou Mingrui nodded in a vague way. Klein's memory of this was a bit incomplete. He only remembered that the core of the Cereals Act was to protect the prices of its own agricultural products. Before the price rose to a certain level, he would not import grain from southern Fernet, Massey, Lenburg and other countries.
Why do anyone march against it?
Without further ado, Zhou Mingrui was afraid of bringing out the revolver, so he could only carefully take out the banknotes, take out one of them, and handed them to Mrs. Slin.
After recovering three copper pennies and stuffing them into his pants bag, he carried the paper bag of bread and headed to the lettuce and meat market across the street, working hard for the tender peas and lamb stewed with his sister's advice.
There is a municipal square at the intersection of Iron Cross Street and Narcissus Street. At this time, many tents were set up, and clowns with strange and funny appearances were distributing flyers everywhere.
Tomorrow night, circus performance?Zhou Mingrui glanced at the flyer in someone else's hand and whispered the general content.
Melissa must like it very much, I don’t know how to collect the tickets?The thought flashed and Zhou Mingrui moved closer.
He was about to ask one of the red and yellow clowns when a hoarse female voice suddenly came from beside him:
Do you want to divine?
Subconsciously turning his head and looking at Zhou Mingrui saw a woman wearing a pointed hat and a long black dress standing in front of a low tent.
Her face was painted with red and yellow oils, and her eyes were gray and blue.
No.Zhou Mingrui shook his head and replied, "He has no spare money to do divination."
The woman smiled and said:
My tarot divination is very accurate.
Tarot... Zhou Mingrui was stunned.
This pronunciation is very similar to the tarot cards on Earth Ah!
The Earth's tarot card is a kind of fortune telling poker, but there are some graphic cards with symbols.
Wait... He suddenly remembered the origin of Tarot divination in this world.
It was not derived from the seven orthodox gods, nor was it left over from ancient times, but was invented by Rosel Gustav, who was then the consul of the Republic of Intis.
Mr. Rossell invented the steam engine, improved the sailing boat, overthrew the rule of the Kingdom of Intis, and was recognized by the Church of the God of Craftsmen, becoming the first consul of the New Republic.
Later, he fought south and north, including Lenburg and other countries as protection, allowing the Northern Continental powers such as the Kingdom of Roon, Fenerport, and the Fsac Empire to bow their heads one after another, and then changed the Republic to an empire again, calling himself Caesar.
It was during Rossell's reign that the Church of the God of Craftsman received the first public oracle since the Fifth Annals, changing the name of the God of Craftsman to the God of Steam and Machinery.
Rossel also invented Tarot divination and laid the foundation for the current composition and gameplay of cards. There are several types that Zhou Mingrui is familiar with, such as Upgrade, Landlord, Texas, and Quint...
In addition, he sent his fleet to find a waterway to the Southern Continent in the storms and turbulences, opening up the colonial era.
Unfortunately, when he was old, he was betrayed and was assassinated by the Eternal Lieyang Church, the Soren family of the Desi royal family and other nobles in the Baifeng Palace in 1198.
This... Remembering these common sense, Zhou Mingrui suddenly had a toothache.
This is not a time traveler senior, right?
Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui wanted to see what the tarot cards here looked like, so he nodded to the woman wearing a pointed hat and a greased face and said:
If not, uh, the price is reasonable, I'll give it a try.
The woman immediately smiled:
Sir, you are the first person to come to divine today, free.
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