Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

While chatting and laughing, Lin Lang took the five beauties for a stroll on Zhuque Street in Chang'an City.

They looked here and there, curious about everything.

Zhou Mengyao was attracted by the exquisite hairpins on the street, Pan Xiaoting couldn't take her eyes off the various rouge and powder, and Mu Xuelan stopped in front of the silk shop, admiring the gorgeous brocade.

But when they wanted to buy what they liked, they found to their embarrassment that they had no silver or coins that could be used in ancient times.

Several people looked at Lin Lang with some dismay, but Lin Lang smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry, there's a bank just up ahead. I have some gold bars on me. I can exchange them for some small change so I can buy you some things. How about that?"

"Great! Long live my husband!" Everyone cheered instantly.

Soon, Lin Lang returned from the money shop with a large bag of silver coins.

Zhou Mengyao came over curiously and asked, "Husband, you can exchange modern gold bars for small silver in ancient times? This is amazing!"

Lin Lang smiled proudly and replied, "Of course, these gold bars are hard currency, and they are useful everywhere, both ancient and modern, both in China and abroad. Besides, I have as many as I need in my personal space."

"Ah? Portable space? What is a portable space?" Zhou Mengyao, Pan Xiaoting and Mu Xuelan asked in unison with puzzled expressions.

Lin Lang patiently explained to them: "The portable space is like a secret little world that belongs to me alone. In it, I can store all kinds of things, whether it's food, daily necessities, or gold and silver treasures. It is also very convenient to access. It's like carrying an entire warehouse with me."

The three of them widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock. "What's going on? Husband, how come you have a portable space? Why don't we have one?"

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows jokingly and said with a smile: "Because I'm awesome! Haha!"

They were stunned at first, and then they all burst into laughter at Lin Lang's words.

Lin Lang distributed the change to several beauties. Everyone who received the money was very excited and immediately started their shopping trip in ancient times.

They walked between the shops, picking out what they liked.

Zhou Mengyao bought several exquisite hairpins and also selected a beautiful piece of silk gauze.

Pan Xiaoting bought a lot of rouge and powder, and she wanted to move all the cosmetics in the shop back home.

Mu Xuelan carefully selected several pieces of silk that she liked.

Li Moli stopped in front of a stall selling small accessories. She picked up a small and exquisite sachet that was embroidered with delicate patterns and exuded a faint fragrance.

She looked at the sachet lovingly, her eyes full of admiration.

Seeing this, Chu Yiren smiled, paid for her and gave her the sachet.

Li Moli happily held the sachet with a happy smile on her face.

When Lin Lang passed by a sword shop, he bought two fine swords and loved them very much.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of shopping, suddenly there was a commotion on the street.

I saw several ferocious-looking men bullying an old man who was selling calligraphy and paintings. The old man begged for mercy, but to no avail.

Lin Lang frowned, and a thunderclap fell from the sky on a clear day, killing the ancient hooligan who bullied the old man at the calligraphy and painting stall on the spot, causing passers-by on the street to exclaim in surprise.

Zhou Mengyao was shocked and said, "Oh my god, how can thunder on a sunny day still kill people in the Tang Dynasty?"

Pan Xiaoting said weakly: "Yes, it's so scary!"

Li Moli and Chu Yiren exchanged glances. They both knew what was going on, but neither of them said that it was Lin Lang's hand rubbing lightning that was causing the trouble.

Lin Lang took the five beauties for a stroll on Zhuque Street. They all had a great time and bought a lot of specialties from Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.

After playing for a while, Chu Yiren said, "Hubby, it's already noon in the Tang Dynasty. If we don't start setting up a stall to make money, I'm afraid it will be too late in the afternoon."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Wife, you are worthy of being the president of the Longhai Chamber of Commerce. You are always thinking about making money. Then let's choose a good location and start setting up a stall."

Mu Xueman asked in confusion, "We didn't bring anything for the stall, did we?"

Lin Lang pulled out a box of portable makeup mirrors from his personal space, as if performing a magic trick. "Dangdangdangdang! All the goods we brought are stored in my personal space!"

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao, Mu Xueman and Pan Xiaoting were all shocked.

Li Moli asked curiously, "Husband, do we have to pay taxes if we set up a stall on Zhuque Street?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied: "The rulers of all dynasties have issued edicts many times to exempt street vendors from commercial taxes, stipulating that 'peddlers and small transactions shall not be taxed'."

Li Moli pressed on, "Did the Tang Dynasty have the ancient city management to arrest us?

Lin Lang replied, "According to the Tang Code, 'there can be no market within ten feet of the government office. Markets outside of houses are permitted half a foot away, and the Market Supervisor is responsible for overseeing them.' This means that stalls must be at least 30 meters away from government offices, and not too close to residential buildings, at least 1.5 meters away. The Market Supervisor is responsible for overseeing this."

"We set up a stall on Zhuque Street, and the person we needed to find was a 'market supervisor,' the equivalent of modern urban management."

"The market supervisor was under the control of the Jingzhao Yin. Its members were not formally appointed staff, but were selected by the government from the public. Their duties were to 'manage the market and regulate commerce' and maintain order in the market."

Li Moli said infatuatedly: "Wow, husband, you know so much, so amazing!"

Lin Lang smiled slightly, snapped his fingers, and sent his invisible clone to deal with the city supervisor with a gold bar.

Then, he followed the system's instructions and found a good spot to set up a stall on Zhuque Street. He took out a rainproof cloth from his personal space and spread it on the ground.

Lin Lang raised his hand and clenched it, a faint light appeared in his palm, and in an instant, a gust of fog blew across Suzaku Street.

After summoning fog to block his eyes, Lin Lang poured some of the modern small commodities in his portable space onto the stall.

Disposable lighters, nail clippers, a small solar-powered flashlight, a sewing box with modern steel needles, blush powder, eyebrow pencil, eyeliner, a plastic mirror, a plastic comb, lipsticks of various shades, lip balm, toothpaste, and various glasses...

In short, there are countless modern small commodities, and the stalls piled up like mountains appear particularly abrupt on the quaint Zhuque Street.

After Lin Lang dispelled the fog, Zhou Mengyao, Mu Xueman and Pan Xiaoting were shocked again.

"Oh my God! Husband, you can actually bring such a thing back to the Tang Dynasty with your portable space?" Zhou Mengyao squatted down and exclaimed softly, her fingertips trembling as she stroked the mirror-smooth stainless steel soup pot.

"Wow, there are actually fish hooks and fishing lines. This thing must have been a magical tool for fishing in ancient times!" Mu Xuelan chuckled with her hands covering her mouth.

Pan Xiaoting squatted in front of the stall, picked up a box of toothbrushes, and said with a giggle, "These soft-bristled toothbrushes can be presented to the imperial palace, right?"

Li Moli picked up a telescope and said with a smile, "Cheap plastic telescopes and magnifying glasses were also novelties in ancient times, right?"

Chu Yiren smiled and said, "Compasses and colored glass balls must have been interesting things in ancient times!"

Lin Lang sat on a small stool, raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "I didn't tell you that I have a portable space before because I was afraid of seeing your worldly looks now."

As he spoke, Lin Lang took out two loudspeakers from his personal space. The moment he pressed the side switch, the mechanical buzzing sound of the startup startled the sparrows under the eaves.

"This loudspeaker, placed here, is more effective than a hundred loudest Hu merchants." Lin Lang shook the device in his hand and winked at several stunned beauties.

Chu Yiren covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hubby, then you should record a hawking recording right now!"

The moment Lin Lang finished debugging and recording a piece of audio, electronic synthesized sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire street.

"Listen carefully, folks of Chang'an! Come from the south, go north, ride on horses, carry loads on your shoulders! Don't miss this if you pass by!"

"A divine nail-cutting tool made of fine iron, it can cut through iron like mud without damaging flesh; a Western Region glass cup filled with wine, its luminous glow accentuates its nobility!"

"The rouge and powder imported from overseas are so beautiful that they leave a lasting fragrance for three days!"

"You can barter any old bronzeware, bowls, pottery, calligraphy and paintings, or any other collectibles you own! You won't be cheated or cheated, and you'll be filled with joy! If you miss out today, you'll have to wait a thousand years. Come and take a look—!"

The mechanical and loud sound startled the old man at the tea stall and made him knock over his tea bowl. Several children ran after the source of the sound, laughing and playing.

Even the patrolling market inspectors stopped, holding bamboo boards, and stared at the "talking" object in Lin Lang's hand, their eyes full of vigilance and curiosity.

With the roar of electronic synthesized sound, Suzaku Street instantly exploded.

A peasant woman carrying a bamboo basket stood on tiptoe to look around, a nobleman with jade pendants on his waist pulled the reins, and even the scholars who were leaning on the railing on the second floor of the teahouse to enjoy the view leaned out. The huge crowd surrounded the stalls like a tide, making it impossible to get through.

"This lump of iron can actually make sounds by itself? Could it be a monster?" The woman in the veil clenched her handkerchief, but she couldn't move her eyes away from the loudspeaker.

Several brave children had already come to the front of the stall, and Lin Lang casually handed a balloon to each of them.

"Hey kids, uncle's giving you this thing called a 'balloon'. I'll teach you how to blow air into it and it will become a round, colorful ball!"

When the children saw Lin Lang blow up the colorful balloons, they were all very curious and followed Lin Lang's example, blowing up the balloons in their hands and holding them in their hands.

"It's fun, balloons are so fun!"

The ancient children who received the balloon gifts all jumped for joy.

Lin Lang winked at the beauties, and the five of them immediately dispersed to greet the guests.

Zhou Mengyao took a light step and picked up a transparent plastic sewing box. She shook the steel needles inside and said, "Look, everyone! This steel needle is as thin as a wheat awn but as strong as iron. It can thread silk and satin with incredible smoothness, and can embroider patterns thinner than a hair! The old bone needles at home break easily, so replacing them with these will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

The embroiderer who was watching came forward, took the needle and thread box with trembling hands, and saw that it contained more than twenty modern sewing needles. Her eyes were full of shock.

"Saleswoman, how much is this box of sewing needles?"

Zhou Mengyao replied, "I'm not selling, I'm bartering. Any bowls, dishes, porcelain, calligraphy, paintings, or antiques in my home can be exchanged. An ordinary bowl without a chip or damage can be exchanged for five sewing boxes."

After hearing this, the embroiderer exclaimed, "Really? Then I want to exchange these novel items on the street stall for the dishes and porcelain at home?"

Zhou Mengyao replied, "Sure, go back home and pack up your porcelain dishes and bring them over to exchange for new ones, let's barter!"

"Okay, my home is nearby, I'll be there in no time." The embroiderer ran home, unable to hide her excitement.

"Miss, please look at this glass mirror!" Mu Xueman held up the portable makeup mirror and turned it towards the sunlight. The mirror surface instantly reflected a dazzling halo of light. "A bronze mirror makes people look hazy, but this mirror can show every detail clearly. It's perfect for drawing eyebrows and lipstick!"

Before she finished speaking, a girl with twin buns grabbed the mirror and looked at her reflection left and right, her face filled with surprise. "Oh my god! This glass mirror reflects people so clearly, I can even see every eyelash. It must be expensive, right?"

Mu Xueman smiled and replied, "We're only exchanging, not selling. As long as you bring your old bronze mirror in, you can exchange it for a new one. Not only can you get a portable glass mirror, but you can also get a slightly larger plastic table glass mirror."

When the ancient girl saw the cheap plastic glass mirror, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "Wow, I'll trade in the old for the new. I'll go home and get the bronze mirror now."

Mu Xueman added, "You can bring in any porcelain dishes, calligraphy and paintings, old bronzeware, or other items you have at home to exchange for other items."

"Okay, I'll run home to get it now." The ancient girl couldn't hide her happiness and ran home excitedly.