Munitions Empire

Now... could anyone actually get their hands on the latest gadgets from the Great Tang Empire? That's great news indeed! And quite the big news!

He immediately got excited and started discussing the details of smuggling with Pan Yiping. To him, these gadgets were far more reliable than any Radar.

Late at night, when the Lord of the City returned to his villa, both his daughter and wife were still awake. They were gathered around the television, watching a rerun of a show.

Honestly, anything these days with even a hint of connection to the Great Tang Empire is undoubtedly chic and expensive.

Because villas are all the rage in the Great Tang Empire, the wealthy no longer consider building castles or anything like that.

Safety isn't as much of a concern anymore: The wealthy live in the expensive districts within the city, where the police presence is several times greater than elsewhere, naturally ensuring security.

Moreover, televisions are also an expensive entertainment device originating from the Great Tang Empire. Those who have televisions in Dorne truly are either Nobility or the rich.

They can only watch broadcasts from the Great Tang Empire, but those are all recordings, essentially things that have already aired over there.

Nonetheless, the programs on television still drive the young women of Dorne crazy: They genuinely love the exquisite jewelry seen on TV, and they adore the beautiful dresses and handbags.

The commercials interspersed within those dramas equally make these women drool: Delicious chocolates, ketchup, even rice cookers that can cook meals by simply plugging them in! Machines that can wash clothes by themselves! And hair curling devices that make their hair as bouncy and wavy as ocean waves!

To these women, the Great Tang Empire feels incredibly novel, insanely novel to the point of driving them mad! The distant Great Tang Empire seems to have everything, while where they are, seems to have nothing!

The servant took the coat from the Lord of the City, who was already accustomed to not being greeted upon returning home. Yet at this moment, he revealed a smug expression.

He didn't hand the items in his hand to the household servants but instead carried them into the living room and looked at his wife and daughter gathered before the TV.

"Am I not warranted a glance now that I'm back?" The City Lord waved the items in his hand but did not receive a turn from his wife or daughter.

"You have the cheek to show off coming back at this hour?" The wife snorted, refusing to divert her eyes from the commercials.

In the commercial, a beautiful lady was showcasing her slender legs, and all this was to promote a particularly enticing pair of stockings.

The City Lord's beloved daughter was especially fond of those black stockings. She had been watching this commercial for two weeks, yet each time she went to the largest store in the city and asked those damn sales clerks, the answer was always that such products were not yet available.

Damn it, wouldn't this country consider the feelings of women? Men go out every day indulging in revelry; what wrong do those women do who want men to stay home by striving for beauty and a hint of allure?

"I say, aren't you going to look at what gifts I brought you?" The City Lord asked smugly.

Upon hearing the word gifts, the two women finally turned their heads, focusing their attention on their father and husband.

The moment they saw, they were stunned: Their husband's hands held stockings, the same ones from the television ad... stockings that seemed unavailable throughout Dorne!

"Ah!" The City Lord's daughter screamed as she dashed to her father's side, reaching out to snatch those black stockings.

The transparent packaging had already exhibited its luxury! Such transparent plastic packaging was scarcely seen in Dorne. Such valuable packaging indicates that the content must certainly be good!

Sure enough, as she impatiently opened the package and touched the stockings themselves, that cold and smooth sensation instantly conveyed the essence of the item!

Just like the ad claimed, it was practically the best companion for beautiful women's legs. Just a light brush against a man's hand, and the man would willingly do anything for you!

With such a wonder, what would those little bitches at the ball use to compete with her for men? With this fabulous item, she is the most beautiful woman in the world!

"Dad! Where did you get this gem?" The daughter happily asked while comparing the stockings against herself. Her enthusiasm was evident from her voice; at this moment, her dad truly was her dad.

The City Lord's wife naturally was more reserved than her daughter. She, too, liked these stockings very much, but she more keenly eyed the City Lord's bulging handbag.

"What else is inside?" The City Lord's wife curiously asked.

The City Lord proudly pulled out a delicate lady's handbag from the bag and handed it to his daughter: "Yours."

After speaking, he then pulled out a black box from the bag and handed it to his wife: "This is yours."

The wife did like that handbag very much, but she resisted competing with her daughter over that alluring little bag. When she took the black box from her husband, her daughter's screams already filled the living room.

"Ah! Hyacinth's handbag! Dad! Dad! Hyacinth's handbag! Where did you get it? Tell me! Tell me! Oh my! Oh my! I love you to death." Her voice trembled; she surely knew this bag was worth a lot.

As a joke, during the last ball, the Earl's family daughter had a bag of the same brand, albeit outdated, which had already made every girl, including herself, envious.

And what did she have? A handbag identical to the one the TV heroine held! Such styles usually take half a year to appear in Dorne.

Now, she possessed such a handbag! She couldn't wait to attend the next ball! Let those bitches bow before her! Haha!

Beside her, the City Lord's wife opened the black box in her hand and covered her mouth: she saw a gigantic gem embedded among a pile of diamonds, sparkling brightly under the room's lights.

No one could refuse such jewelry, especially a woman past forty-rough around the edges.

She looked at her husband, suddenly feeling it was worthwhile to turn a blind eye and give her dedication to the family over these years.

"Today... I met a new friend. These are gifts from his daughter to you." The City Lord only realized at this moment how terrifyingly tempting these items were to women.

For many years... he hadn't seen his daughter or wife looking at him with such eyes. There was a moment; he felt more manly.

A friend... Seriously, a friend? That's a benefactor, isn't it? The two women were already so thrilled in their hearts they were nearly in hysteria.

To get such things, she must be a close sister! The best kind! A lifelong buddy! Quick! Prepare the car! I want to see my good friend!

"Tomorrow you can go get acquainted, you'll need to keep frequent contact; leave a good impression." The City Lord tiredly sank into the sofa, suddenly feeling a bit regretful.

Sigh... That Rolls-Royce's sofa is really soft; Pan Yiping said he could get him a new one... How long would that take? I wouldn't mind your second-hand car... really, I wouldn't.

"His daughter is named Pan Qi; you'll want to socialize with her more, learn from her!" Thinking of the poised and distinguished girl, the City Lord surprisingly felt a bit envious: How wonderful it would be if his daughter were that excellent?

At this point, the heart of the City Lord's daughter had already drifted off to distant places; she began to plan how to befriend this girl named Pan Qi, hoping to get more good stuff from her.

Hmm... that shoulder bag she had longed for yet couldn't buy, Hyacinth's earrings, those beloved heels, and that dress, oh, and that bracelet...

"He sent you so many valuable items... accepting them won't cause any issues, right?" The wife's generosity aroused a bit of concern.

"A noble just arrived at Winterless City, the especially wealthy kind." The City Lord loosened his collar, comforting his wife: "It's hardly a big deal to them, these things are just trivial."

"Trivial? Do you know how much this necklace is worth? Trivial." The wife glanced at her husband in disdain: "This necklace is worth at least 50,000 Tang Yuan."

"50,000?" The City Lord disdainfully pulled out a check from his pocket, handing it to his wife: "The toll they paid was 500,000! Tang Yuan!"

Upon hearing the figure from her husband, the wife's hand shook, almost dropping the check. She was aware of wealthy individuals, but witnessing someone so wealthy... it was her first.

"When you take our daughter over, be careful! These people aren't ones we can offend; get your act together and flatter them... we've invested in this major financier for future prosperity." Once the City Lord finished speaking, he closed his eyes, acting as if about to sleep.

The City Lord's daughter uncharacteristically behaved obediently, walking to her father's back, and began massaging him.

The wife also abandoned the TV, sitting by her husband's side, while admiring that precious gemstone necklace, and began rubbing her husband's leg: Men become fatigued outside; this is only right.