"Kids, don't be timid, just be generous!"
Lao Huang shouted, and the yellow-skinned creatures in his stomach crawled out one after another. Zhou Xuan estimated that there were not just seven or eight, but at least a dozen.
The yellow-skinned creatures, each shiny with fur and with large bellies, crawled up making clanking, metallic collision sounds.
"Mr. storyteller, what a fine skill."
The thinnest and smallest yellow-skinned creature crawled to the stage, stood on its hind legs, and straightened up. It reached into its mouth with a front paw, kept reaching in until the whole forearm was inside, and then pulled out a jade ring.
"I am Huang Yaoer from the Huang Family, I'm financially tight, don't have much spare wealth. Even this small ring is a significant part of my stash, Mr. storyteller, please don't disdain it."
Bang!
The jade ring was thrown in front of Zhou Xuan's table.
People of Jing Country don't love jadeite but adore white jade,
