While other time-travelers were struggling to learn skills from their teachers and participate in the plot, Lin Fan took out his lighter and mirror.
"Brother Yang, do you want to sell your black iron heavy sword?"
"Master Guo, I have high-yielding potato seeds. Can I exchange them for your "Wu Mu's Suicide Note"?"
"Miss Long, I gave you this "Ten Books on Women's Self-Awakening". How many days can I sleep on the cold jade bed?"
With his left hand, he was reselling the martial arts secrets of the Divine Eagle World, and with his right hand, he was selling modern industrial products to Xiangyang City, making a lot of money.
Until one day, when he just returned to the modern cabin, there was a knock on the door.
Guo Jing stood outside the door in the wind and snow with a solemn expression:
"Brother Lin, the Mongolian army is approaching, Ronger asked me to ask you -"
"When will the 'Gundam' you mentioned last time arrive?"
