A gold and silver processing shop in an alley in the old city.
Lin Ye was smelting industrial silver for him at Master Qian.
What he bought from the metal company was silver plate, but if he wanted to bring it to ancient times, he naturally couldn't use the silver plate, but had to smelt it into silver ingots.
Lin Ye was not worried about privately casting official silver or anything like that. When he was imprisoned in the yard, he read a short storybook that mentioned privately casting silver ingots.
The bureaucrats of the Great Qian Dynasty were corrupt, and not much of the tax money collected went into the state treasury. It was all corrupted at all levels. At the beginning, the officials of the Great Qian Dynasty had to smelt the official silver to avoid having a bad impact when they were spent.
But later on, things were completely settled. In order to save trouble, the procedure of re-casting the tax silver and stamping it with the official silver seal was canceled. Governments in various places only had to smelt the collected tax silver for easy transportation.
This also makes it easier to line your own pockets. You can go out and spend the tax money directly without having to find a place to smelt it privately.
"The props in your movie are very thoughtful, and they are made of real silver."
"Of course, we are a big investment, and we strive to be realistic in every aspect."
Lin Ye and Master Qian were laughing and chatting. The reason why he came to smelt industrial silver was that he was an employee of a film and television company and was filming a costume drama to create some ancient silver ingots as props.
Master Qian happened to have a mold for silver ingots. Modern people play with flowers and make many gold ingots and silver ingots, but most of them use pure gold and pure silver, and less industrial silver.
The processing fee is fifty yuan per pound.
"Master Qian, look at this bracelet?"
At the entrance of the store, a middle-aged woman and an old man walked in. The woman held a jewelry box, and when she opened it, there was a gold bracelet inside.
Lin Ye glanced at the gold bracelet and saw that the style was from more than ten years ago.
"Old man, please sit down."
Looking at the old man following the middle-aged woman, Lin Ye stood up from the stool and gave up his seat to the old man.
But after Lin Ye finished speaking, Master Qian and the middle-aged woman both looked at him, both of them looking confused.
"Little brother, what are you talking about? Where did this old man come from? As you said, I can barely hold the musket in my hand."
Master Qian's words made Lin Yeru stunned by lightning. He looked at the expression of the middle-aged woman and confirmed that Master Qian was not joking with him. Neither Master Qian nor the middle-aged woman could see the old man in front of them.
Damn it again!
For a moment, Lin Ye thought of that old man Li and the words of Taoist Dingxuan.
It is easy to see ghosts if your soul is unstable.
It turns out that not only other worlds, but also the real world can be seen by oneself.
"Haha, I was just kidding."
Lin Ye laughed and walked over, looking at the old man. The old man also smiled at him at this moment. This smile made the old face wrinkled, and Lin Ye felt a little scared in his heart.
"Young man, don't be afraid. I am Aixiang's father. He just died yesterday. He followed my daughter and I didn't have time to say something to my daughter. But now that I'm dead, my daughter can't hear anything I say. I want to ask you to help me, young man." I relayed some words to my daughter."
Lin Ye's mouth twitched, he just died yesterday.
The old man talked as easily as eating. Why, the body was still fresh.
"Ahem, Master Qian, please be busy first. I'm going to go out and take a breath. My butt hurts after sitting for too long."
There was a wealthy master and the old man's daughter in the store. Lin Ye couldn't talk much, so he said hello and walked out of the store, walking towards an alley on the side.
Two minutes later, Lin Ye knew what happened to the old man.
During his lifetime, the old man worked in a lumber factory as a lumber guard and earned more than 2,000 yuan a month. He lived and ate in the factory on weekdays because the factory distributed cash. The old man was afraid that the money would be stolen, so he kept the money where it should be.
He put it in a jar and found a place to bury it.
Originally, the old man thought that he would take the money and go home when he was old and could no longer work. But he didn't expect that he accidentally fell down after having dinner at his daughter's house yesterday. Because it was night, he was not found until a few hours later.
, already out of breath.
As the saying goes, children are afraid of choking and old people are afraid of falling.
Even if the body of an old person looks strong and healthy on weekdays, once he falls and gets injured, various diseases will follow, and his body can easily be broken down.
Because he didn't tell his daughter about hiding the money during his lifetime, the old man's soul refused to leave after his death. However, people and ghosts were in different directions, and his daughter couldn't see him, let alone hear him speak.
Lin Ye was a little embarrassed. If he told the old man and his family, wouldn't it be equivalent to telling them that he could see ghosts?
At that time, the old man's descendants will pester him again, wanting to see the old man and so on, but they will cause trouble for him.
"Young man, I won't let you help me in vain. If you find it troublesome, you can just dig out the money and put it secretly at the door of my daughter's house. To express your gratitude for your help, you can take three thousand yuan as a reward."
Lin Ye was a little moved, but wouldn't it be a bit immoral to make money from dead people and shorten his life?
Thinking of this, Lin Ye thought, and traveled back to another world. He opened the package on the ground and put on clothes from another world.
"Taoist Priest Dingxuan... open the door, Dawu... little Taoist Dawu, open the door quickly!"
Back in another world, Lin Ye walked out of the house he wanted to buy, walked to the door of Qingfengguan, and started knocking on the door and shouting loudly.
Three minutes later, the gate opened and Taoist Dingxuan looked at him coldly with dark circles under his eyes.
"Taoist Priest, I have something to ask."
Lin Ye ignored Taoist Master Dingxuan's unkind expression and said with a smile: "If there is a family...will I lose my life or suffer retribution if I accept this money?"
Taoist Master Dingxuan remained silent.
Lin Ye thought for a moment, then took out another small silver shard from his sleeve and handed it over.
Taoist Master Dingxuan looked better and said: "Young Master Lin, don't worry. Accepting this money will not bring any retribution to Young Master Lin, let alone shorten his life."
"Why?"
"The old man came home after drinking late at night. If his daughter and son-in-law were filial and sent the old man home, the old man would not have fallen down and died. The children were not filial enough. The old man died suddenly and failed to tell where the money was buried, which led to the old man having to make a deal with Mr. Lin.
, this is a financial loss caused by their own reasons. If they were filial enough, how could they have a share in Mr. Lin? As long as Mr. Lin is not a lion, it will be fine if he asks for more than half of the money he has hidden."
"Thank you, Taoist Master, for your guidance. I understand."
Lin Ye clasped his fists and turned to leave. Taoist Master Dingxuan said coldly: "Master Lin, I would like to advise you not to deal with ghosts."
Lin Ye was stunned. When he looked back, Taoist Priest Dingxuan had already closed the gate. He had no choice but to smile. Taoist Priest had misunderstood him. It was a ghost who took the initiative to find him.
Behind the door, the little Taoist priest Dawu asked in confusion: "Master, what do you mean by your last sentence?"
"In just an hour, his soul became a little more unstable. It is estimated that he earned his money from Yin Hun. How can Yin Hun's money be so easy to earn? If he continues like this, he will become a human in less than three days.
The lost soul."
"Then master, why don't you persuade Mr. Lin?"
"Dawu, you have to remember." Taoist priest Dingxuan said earnestly: "It's hard to persuade a damn devil with good words, especially when it comes to money. This kind of people have tasted the sweetness of making money. They can't be persuaded. They will only
He will pester you to solve it for him."
"But I feel that Mr. Lin is not such a person."
"How old are you? Your master and I have traveled all over the country and have seen a lot of people. Don't pay attention to such people, otherwise it will be easy to get involved."
Lin Ye went back to the house to change his clothes, teleported back to modern times, looked at the old man standing in front of him, and said: "I promised, I will give the money to your daughter, I will only take three thousand."
"Thank you, young man." The old man expressed his thanks quickly.
Lin Ye waved his hand: "No, I'm getting paid too, it's just a transaction."
After walking out of the alley and returning to the store, the old man's daughter had already left. Lin Ye pretended to be curious and asked: "Master Qian, did the elder sister change the bracelet for you just now?"
"What kind of model are you changing? It's for sale. He is also a poor man. Yesterday, my old father fell to death while walking. My husband has cancer and has been taking medicine all year round. Now I don't have any money for my father's funeral. I am thinking of pawning it."
Exchange the bracelet for some money."
Lin Ye was stunned and glanced at the old man on one side.
Good guy, my son-in-law doesn’t even have money for medical treatment. You, the father-in-law, hide the money. Isn’t it an only daughter? You keep the money for your own retirement.
The old man had a bitter expression on his face and explained: "My son-in-law's disease cannot be cured. He even gave up on his own. Keiying is stubborn and refuses to give up. All the money at home is spent on his treatment. The two children will go to school in the future."
What should I do if I go to school? I keep this money for my children."
Lin Ye was silent. Maybe the old man's behavior was a little selfish, but from a certain perspective, it was the right decision.
Too many families have been ruined by these incurable diseases. People have not survived and are still in debt. The elderly are thinking about the future of their grandchildren and they cannot be wrong.
"Little brother, it's done. The total is thirty kilograms. I'll give you a discount, it's only one thousand and three kilograms."
"Thank you, Master Qian."
Lin Ye gave the money, put the silver ingots in his schoolbag, carried the schoolbag and walked out of the store, looked at the old man and said, "Take me to dig for money."
An hour later, Lin Ye was in the corner counting the money he took out of the jar. They were all one hundred dollars, a total of sixty-seven thousand.
After taking the money, Lin Ye followed the old man to his daughter's house. When passing by the entrance of a bank, Lin Ye stopped and walked towards the bank.
"Young man, what are you doing?" The old man seemed a little afraid of the bank and did not dare to follow him in.
"I'll save the three thousand yuan I should take." Lin Ye didn't look back, his voice floated out from the door of the bank.
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Fifteen minutes later, Lin Ye walked out of a unit building in an old community.
"No need to give it away. I also know from Master Qian that your family is not easy, and our foundation just recently held a donation event for cancer patients."
"This money is not mine, so you don't need to thank me."
Lin Ye quickly walked out of the community under the grateful gaze of the woman.
As soon as he walked out of the community, the smile on his face disappeared.
Behind him, at the gate of the community, the old man was bending and bowing towards him.
Lin Ye didn't look back, and waved his hand behind him impatiently. He didn't want to look back at the old man, it would make him annoyed.
I didn’t make any money, but I still took 3,000 in by myself.