Zhengyang Prefecture City.
Qian Family Rice Shop.
The old shopkeeper sent off another customer with a face full of smiles. He turned around and his expression turned gloomy. "This isn't right!"
"Shopkeeper, we don't even have enough grain in the storehouse. This is really something new …"
A waiter who ran errands came over with a face full of smiles. "Today, several waves of rich guests came in a row. They were really generous. We raised the price by thirty percent, but they still made a deal. And they paid with real money! "
"Real money? Real money! "
The old shopkeeper came to a realization and went to the cash register. "Those waves of customers paid with gold?"
"Yes. Some used gold sand, some used gold, and some used bamboo tubes. They obviously melted themselves …"
The accountant said slowly, "Why are there so many customers using gold recently?"
As if he could see the shopkeeper's worry, he smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, don't worry. I've checked them carefully. They're not medicinal gold or medicinal silver. They're all ninety-eight percent real gold. Do you trust Old Xue's eyes?"
"That's strange!"
The old shopkeeper was not angry. He just stroked his beard. "This is the first time I've seen such a strange thing in my life."
At this moment, a servant ran in and gulped down a pot of tea. It was the servant the old shopkeeper had sent to gather information.
"How is it? Did you find anything? "
The old shopkeeper's expression changed as he asked.
"Most of the people who bought grain were villagers from Mt. Qingquan … Although they hid it well, I still found out that there might be … a gold mine there!"
The servant said greedily. "Some scoundrels in the city wanted to join in the fun, but they were almost beaten back by hundreds of farmers. It doesn't seem fake!"
"Hiss … a gold mine?"
Everyone's ears perked up. Their eyes lit up, but they soon became gloomy.
Obviously, if there was a chance to make a fortune, why would this servant come back?
"The villagers nearby are really lucky!"
Accountant Xue said enviously. His eyes were a little red.
"So that's how it is …"
The old shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief. "They are lucky … But in the end, it still belongs to the rich and the officials …"
If there really was a gold mine, how could the villagers guard it?
Moreover, how many gold mines were there on the surface? At most, he could scrounge up some superficial wealth.
In the end, the main responsibility would still fall on the government.
But after knowing this, he felt a lot more relaxed. "I was wondering why there were so many rich guests. So they were all digging for gold … Eh? Why did they spend it so quickly? Didn't they know the principle of not showing off one's wealth? Although the villagers are ignorant, they are still cunning … Oh no, there's something wrong with this gold! "
He quickly grabbed a gold nugget, weighed it repeatedly, and tested it, but he couldn't find any flaws.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past.
The old shopkeeper's vision blurred, and the gold in front of him turned into a pebble.
"What?"
Startled, he rubbed his eyes and continued to look, only to find that it was still stone.
"Shopkeeper …"
Accountant Xue's voice trembled as well, "Sand … How did the golden sand turn into sand?"
He looked at the gold that had turned into ashes and gravel, and he felt terrible.
"Camouflage! The legendary camouflage technique? "
A thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, causing him to involuntarily scream.
"No, no, it's not a camouflage!"
The old shopkeeper slowly shook his head.
He had experimented in every way, even using the black dog's blood. If it was a legendary demonic technique, it would have been broken long ago.
He did not know that ordinary Daoists, even if they had a camouflage technique, it could only confuse the eyes. Coupled with the drawbacks of incense and vow, it was indeed suppressed by filthy objects. That was why it was effective and circulated among the people.
Unfortunately, such an old-fashioned method was useless against a magical technique.
He thought for a long time but could not figure it out. Looking at the worthless rubble, he suddenly felt so angry that a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he fainted just like that.
…
At night.
The Qian family.
"Father, we've suffered a huge loss this time … Seventy percent of our food storage has been lost, and we've gotten a pile of stones for nothing … We can't just let it go like this."
A young man held the account book, his heart aching as if his flesh was being cut out.
Previously, he was very happy to see the endless flow of gold into the account, but now he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
The head of the Qian family was called Qian Shangmou. At this moment, his face did not move, but his slightly twitching body showed that his heart was extremely disturbed. "This matter … We can't just let it go like this, but there are too many people buying food. No matter how powerful the Qian family is, can we suppress so many people in one go? After all, we're just a grain merchant. The lords behind us won't force the people to rebel. Do you think that Zhengyang Manor is not chaotic enough? "
The young man shuddered. He knew that after what happened in Dazheng County, the officials were very sensitive about such matters, and many of their actions were restrained.
"Master!"
At this moment, there was another knock on the door.
"Qian Gui, come in."
Qian Shangmou said. The young man recognized the person who came was the second butler, and also the person his father trusted the most.
"Greetings to Master and Young Master."
Qian Gui bowed meticulously, giving off a feeling of numbness.
However, the young man knew that this was a poisonous snake that his father had reared.
"How's the matter I asked you to investigate?"
Master Qian asked in a low voice.
"The fake gold has been examined by a Daoist from Philosophy Watch. According to them, even humans can't make something so fake … The source is Clear Spring Mountain outside the city … I spent a lot of manpower before I found out that a Daoist went there a few days ago, and turned the spring water into Golden Sand Spring for the nearby villagers."
"The art of turning stone into gold, could it be an immortal descending to the mortal world?"
Master Qian was startled. He stood up and walked away, but suddenly stopped and said in a low voice, "This matter ends here, none of you are allowed to take revenge! If you meet him, you will have to show respect … "
"Father, why?"
The young man was puzzled. He could not understand this kind of behavior.
"He is an enlightened immortal, playing games in the mortal world … how can we mortals dare to compete with him? Even the Qian family cannot afford to offend Philosophy Watch, how can we provoke him? "
Qian Shangmou glared at his son. "If you still have such thoughts, I'll kill you first, lest you cause trouble for our family."
"I dare not."
The authority of a feudal family was hard to imagine.
The young man knelt down and kowtowed.
It was obvious that his father had the ability to kill him, and the government would not care.
"Alright, that's it."
Master Qian waved his hand, his eyes filled with doubt. He murmured, "First a white ape, and now a powerful demon … I'm afraid this Zhengyang Manor is really going to be in chaos …"
War was about money, food, and logistics.
With this, Zhengyang Manor was bound to be in chaos for a while.
Everything else aside, it was almost impossible to kill White Hair Village's Wang Shun with the power of the manor alone.
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