In Lingzhou, you can buy thousands of acres of fertile land, purchase dozens of shops, and become a rich man in the countryside with peace of mind. Of course, the premise is that you have the ability to hold on to the money.
Even for a prominent figure like Huang Qianhu, this is not a small sum that can be ignored.
But Chu Qianqiu was still not satisfied, so he returned to his long-lost home.
A seemingly ordinary private house with only three bedrooms, a living room, and a hunchbacked old servant Feng Zhong waiting for him.
Except for the first day, when he returned home, he didn't bother to come back for the other two cycles.
Because he didn't want to have too much contact with the hunchbacked old servant, lest people recognize that he was no longer that person.
Judging from the experiences of Huang Xiaoxiao and Huang Qianhu, this kind of caution is correct. It is difficult to hide it from people who are familiar with you and have carefully observed you.
This time Chu Qianqiu returned home, naturally not to catch up with the hunchbacked old servant, but to look for possible property of the Chu family.
Yes, Chu Qianqiu is now more and more certain that his father must have worked for Huang Qianhu and received huge profits from it.
Although Huang Qianhu and Chu's father have a sincere friendship, to be able to be so closely united, both parties must have a very deep combination of interests.
Otherwise, how could Father Chu be a good person at Fahua Temple?
If you don’t have money, what kind of person can you be?
So there must be a lot of money hidden in the family.
Gotta find out.
If there are any house deeds or land deeds, find them all.
A stud was clean.
If Chu's father had known that his unfilial son actually wanted to sell off his family's property and went straight to the business, he might be angry again.
"Master, you are back. Why didn't you say anything? I have already prepared the meal."
"These are the things that the young master likes to eat."
"Songhua cakes, braised pork and offal noodles."
"Old slave, bring it right away."
As soon as Chu Qianqiu returned home, he met a hunchbacked old servant. He only learned from Liumen Tie Qianshan that this old servant was called Feng Zhong.
Chu Qianqiu was afraid of seeing him.
Not only because the hunchbacked old servant's face was a bit hideous, it was covered with scars, as if someone had cut his face with a knife. The scars the size of worms looked particularly terrifying.
Especially because the relationship between the two parties is close, if one word is wrong and doubts arise, it will be very bad.
During the first cycle, Chu Qianqiu didn't eat the food he cooked, and he wouldn't want to eat it this time either.
Chu Qianqiu tensed his face and said slowly:
"I can not eat."
"I want to see my parents' belongings and leave me alone for a while."
Chu Qianqiu quickly walked to his parents' bedroom and locked the door tightly.
"Master, please eat a little."
"These are all your favorite foods, Songhua Pancakes, Braised Pork, and Offal Noodles."
"You've had a hard day today and you've lost weight. How can you have any strength if you don't eat?"
The hunchbacked old servant lowered his head and begged.
But Chu Qianqiu's heart was as solid as stone. If he said he wouldn't eat it, he would definitely not eat it.
He sat in the bedroom, quietly waiting for the hunchbacked old servant to sigh and return to the living room to clean up, before Chu Qianqiu finally started to rummage through the cabinets.
The bedroom of Chu's father and Chu's mother looked very clean. There was nothing else except a bed, a dressing table, a wardrobe, and a storage box.
Chu Qianqiu handled it gently, for fear of attracting attention.
First I looked under the bed and found nothing.
Finally, I opened the closet and found only a few scattered old clothes.
When I opened the dressing table, there wasn't even a piece of valuable jewelry.
As for the inside of the storage box, it was so clean that it couldn't even feed a mouse.
It shouldn't be.
The Chu family should be very rich, but like some corrupt officials, they hide their money deeply to pretend to be poor.
An official who rides a bicycle to work and eats vegetables every day may be a billionaire.
Therefore, if it is not found through regular channels, it means there is a hidden compartment or it is hidden in the mezzanine.
Chu Qianqiu was a patient person, so he knocked gently on the wall in the room. Normally, there would be gaps in the areas used as hidden grids, and the sound would be different.
And according to human thinking, they prefer to put their treasures where the door can cover them, or hide them behind the wardrobe, under the dressing table, etc.
This time the Chu family did not disappoint him. Behind the dressing table, he saw exciting news.
One brick is slightly protruding.
He held the brick with both hands and gently pulled it out. The expected mezzanine did not appear, and there was nothing inside.
But Chu Qianqiu smiled. Such tricks could only deceive ordinary thieves, but they could not deceive him.
Because of the weight of this brick, it is slightly lighter.
He broke the outer layer of the bricks with all his strength, and sure enough, there was a cave inside the bricks, where the banknotes were hidden.
The same banknote from the Shenlong Bank accounted for 5,000 taels.
But what happened next made Chu Qianqiu change his mind.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces...
In the bedroom of Chu's father and Chu's mother alone, six stone bricks containing banknotes were found.
The total amount is 30,000 taels of silver.
According to the imperial court's military pay, the rated salary for a hundred households is 5 taels of silver per month, which is equivalent to 60 taels of silver per year.
When gray income is not included, this salary can support a family and maintain basic martial arts training needs, and then it will be gone.
How did a man from a mere 100-year-old family save a huge sum of 30,000 taels?
Even a wealthy businessman like Xiao Changfeng would find it difficult to spend 20,000 taels of silver, let alone a member of a hundred households.
It seems normal for people from Six Doors to investigate themselves.
The difference between Chu Baihu and Huang Qianhu may be that one pays attention to not showing off his wealth, while the other pays attention to spending money quickly. In the final analysis, they are indeed a family.
But keeping the money would be convenient for me.
Chu Qianqiu packed up the broken bricks and restored the room to its original state. With 50,000 taels of banknotes in his arms, he sat on the bed to recuperate.
It was getting late now, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and it seemed like I was the only one left in the world.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Chu Qianqiu felt inexplicably homesick, but his heart gradually became calmer.
Tomorrow morning will be another dangerous moment.
So far, he has not dared to go to the martial arts hall at noon, so that everyone could not send a rescue message and was killed. One can imagine the strength of these mysterious masters.
When I step into Xiantian, I must investigate the ins and outs of that murder case and seek justice for my classmates.
Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu began to look inside, relax his body, and accumulate his energy, but the vermin-sucking insect that had been anesthetized by the painkiller pills also began to move.
The effect of the medicine has worn off and it is free again.
A whooping sound.
tasty!
The insect happily swam to the Dantian and ate directly the wisp of accumulated Qi.
The pain hormones arrived as expected.
Chu Qianqiu's inner breath was directly interrupted.
Because it hurts too much.
I didn't expect that the real-sucking bug could cause so much pain just by eating a few wisps of Qi.
I really don’t know who can master the "Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm".
Chu Qianqiu opened his eyes with sweat profusely, and couldn't help crying or laughing. It seemed that he had not taken Styraxianum Pills, and he was determined to fail in cultivation.
Let's relax for a while.
Wait, there seems to be someone outside the door.
Under the moonlight, the moment he opened his eyes, Chu Qianqiu seemed to see a long shadow.
"Master, Master, are you asleep?"
Phew, it’s Feng Zhong, an old servant with a hunchback.
"If you are hungry, young master, just call me and I will heat some food for you."
"I saved it."
Under the silent moonlight, Chu Qianqiu replied softly, and the hunchbacked old servant staggered back and walked to his room.