Chapter Twelve: After Losing His Soul, He Went to Get Rich

  Jiang Feng tiptoed to the edge of the kang, and then the faint light of the oil lamp shone down on the beautiful faces of the two girls. Su Guanxue was still young, giving off an impression of mere cuteness, while Su Guan Yue, who looked only sixteen years old, already had a multitude of emotions between her eyebrows.

  Looking at the girl who was sleeping with her eyes closed, Jiang Feng could no longer hold back and kissed those delicate lips. Unexpectedly, halfway through the kiss, Su Guan Yue suddenly opened her eyes, and the two people stared at each other, frozen in place for a moment.

  Su Guan Yue's eyes were very calm, the girl had already fully anticipated the current situation and knew she had no resistance at all. The only thing that could be called a weapon, the hairpin, had long been lost by Jiang Feng who didn't know where it was. But Jiang Feng really came over, looking at this rough man, Su Guan Yue felt very unwilling in her heart.

  Two people were there, stiffly. Jiang Feng suddenly let out a sly laugh and accelerated the kiss. Su Guan Yue subconsciously dodged her head, but it was too late to avoid it, and they were soon lip to lip. Jiang Feng felt carefree and exhilarated, having looked at the girl covered in black dust during the day, never expecting that kissing her would be so intoxicating.

  In modern schools and workplaces, Jiang Feng also had several girlfriends. However, those modern women who were willing to associate with Jiang Feng were all of the "spicy girl" type. Although they were exciting, as a traditional man, Jiang Feng still preferred the gentle and submissive traditional women. Su Guan Yue was indeed an authentic traditional girl from the Ming Dynasty.

  Moreover, Jiang Feng could sense from the battle of tongues that his opponent was definitely a rookie.

  Young men and women, the friction all over their bodies, the entanglement of fragrant tongues, slow breathing became heavy. Jiang Feng tore off his clothes in a few strokes, Su Guan Yue did not take off her underwear, but was pulled down by Jiang Feng in one go. Although she was unwilling in her heart, what happened earlier, Sister Guan Yue had never done before, now her face was as red as if it was on fire, her whole body stiff and didn't dare to move.

  Such a reaction made Jiang Feng even more excited, and under his clothes was not the expected bellyband, but a tightly wrapped white cloth strip. With his brain full of lust, how could Jiang Feng be stopped by this? He reached out and picked up the dagger on the table.

  With a slash on the seam of the cloth, the cloth strips all over her body suddenly loosened, and the two white rabbits at her chest instantly popped out. Jiang Feng hastily reached out to grab them, holding them tightly in his arms, and whispered in Guan Yue's ear:

  "You can't see it, but you're making a big fuss!"

  Su Guan Yue was bewildered for a while before she finally understood what this turmoil meant, and suddenly felt ashamed and anxious, her whole body burning with heat.

  On the peak of Jiang, his hands moved up and down, and the various romantic words on his lips seemed to be the endless waters of the Yangtze River. Both sides were like arrows on a bowstring, unable not to shoot.

  "Suddenly, with a 'clatter' sound, I don't know what was knocked over. My sister Su Guanxue, who was sleeping on the side, suddenly woke up and rubbed her eyes, looking for me in a daze, saying:"

  "Sister, where are you..."

  The voice was filled with anxiety and panic.

  The entwined man and woman heard this childish voice, and instantly froze in place. Jiang Feng, no matter how nonchalant he was, didn't have the audacity to go that far in front of a girl under ten years old. Su Guan Yue quickly calmed down at this moment, using force to push away Jiang Feng who was pressing on top of her.

  Arrived at Su Guanxue's side, gently hugged the girl and softly said:

  "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister is here."

  Jiang Feng listened as the other side quieted down, reached out to hug Su Guan Yue, but the calm girl no longer wanted to turn around, and for some reason, Jiang Feng, who had been passionate before, also didn't dare to force himself on the girl after those intimate actions.

  Could only hatefully cover myself with the quilt and scold myself in my heart:

  "This time it's really 'the bird does not live up to its reputation'!"

  Jiang Feng slept lightly, on the one hand, the fragrance on the kang that made his soul restless was always teasing his heart, on the other hand, there were a lot of gold and silver in the house, his own weapons were still placed on the side, and the two girls by his side couldn't be completely trusted. What if he was cut down with a knife in the middle of the night, it wouldn't be worth it.

  Jiang Feng got up before dawn, since his desires were unfulfilled, he might as well count his money to comfort himself.

  Although no one asked the two sisters where they found the iron box, the several bricks on the ground that were pried open and the square hole underneath explained everything. No wonder this body had such memories, and the old military officer who raised him kept pointing to the ground with his hand when he was dying, thinking it was looking for a good burial site, but in fact, it was just cheapening Jiang Feng, who had crossed over from now on. When Jiang Feng was at culinary school, he could still estimate the weight of fish, meat, vegetables, and eggs quite accurately with his bare hands.

  It's estimated that there are about ten kilograms of gold, which is equivalent to one hundred taels, and about thirty kilograms of silver, which is equivalent to three hundred taels. According to Jiang Feng's knowledge gained from Yun Zhongyue, this is a standard large fortune. At that time, an ordinary family spent less than five taels of silver per year, let alone the fact that the world had been at peace for a long time and prices were relatively low, making it even more substantial wealth.

  However, Jiang Feng still didn't know that the weight he had estimated in his hand was 50 grams per tael, a habit from his previous life. But for Jinzi in the Ming Dynasty, one tael of gold was equivalent to 37 grams. In other words, the nearly three hundred taels of gold and one thousand taels of silver in his hands now were only remembered after half an hour had passed. This once again excited him, as his mental wealth had instantly tripled. It was indeed a refreshing surprise.

  Jiang Feng cleaned up the things inside the iron box, and put all the gold and silver on the table. The old wooden table had been creaking from the beginning, and the weight was unclear. He hurriedly put some things aside on the ground, and suddenly found a small paper package in the corner of the iron box.

  With a puzzled expression, he opened it to find a black iron ring that looked like an archer's thumb ring, with a faintly visible pattern of either a wolf or dog on its surface. Jiang Feng was filled with wild imagination as he thought, "Could this be some kind of token that would make people kneel down in reverence upon seeing it?"

  But thinking about it, it's also an impossible thing, but when placed on the middle finger to hit others, it can be used as a ring, and directly put it on, continuing to be busy with enthusiasm.

  Today's second update, everyone votes, recommends, and collects, I will definitely write more and more wonderful stories.