The old shopkeeper sent away another customer with a smile on his face, then turned around and his expression darkened: "This is not right!"
"Shopkeeper, we don't have enough grain and rice in the warehouse. This is really new..."
An errand boy came over with a smile on his face: "Several waves of high-rollers came today. It was really generous of us to make the move. We all raised the price by 30%, and we actually made the deal in one go. We still paid real money!"
"Real money? Real money!"
The old shopkeeper suddenly came to his senses and came to the cashier: "Those waves of customers all used gold to pay their bills?"
"Yes, some are gold sand, some are gold nuggets, and some are gold in bamboo tubes. They are obviously melted by themselves..."
The gentleman who settled the accounts said slowly and calmly: "How come there are so many customers using gold recently?"
Seemingly sensing the shopkeeper's worry, he smiled and said: "Don't worry shopkeeper, I have checked everything carefully. They are not medicinal gold or silver, but 98% real gold. Can you trust these eyes of our old Xue?"
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"This is surprising!"
The old shopkeeper was not angry, he just stroked his beard and said, "This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a strange thing."
Just then, a waiter ran in and Gululu drank a pot of tea. He was the one sent by the old shopkeeper to find out the news.
"How is it? Did you find out?"
The old shopkeeper's expression changed and he asked.
"Most of these food buyers are original villagers, and they are from the Qingquan Mountain area... Although they are well hidden, I still found out that there may be... a gold mine there!"
The clerk said greedily: "Some scoundrels in the city have gone together to see the excitement, but they were almost beaten back by hundreds of farmers. That attitude is not fake!"
"Hiss...gold mine?"
The ears of those present pricked up, their eyes lit up, and then they became a little sad.
Obviously, if he had a chance to make a fortune, why would this guy come back?
"The villagers nearby are so lucky!"
Accountant Xue couldn't help but envy him, his eyes were a little red.
"So that's it..."
The old shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief: "This is because they are lucky...but in the end they still have to take advantage of the big business and the official..."
There really is a gold mine, how can the villagers defend it?
And the gold mine is deep, how much is there on the surface? At most, you can search for a little bit of floating wealth.
The last big buck will still fall on the government.
But after knowing this, he felt much more relaxed: "I asked why so many high-rollers turned out to be gold diggers... Huh? Why do they spend it so quickly? Don't they know that wealth should not be revealed?
Although the people are ignorant, they are still cunning... No, there is something wrong with this gold!"
He quickly grabbed a gold nugget, weighed and tested it repeatedly, but could not find any flaw.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.
The old shopkeeper's eyes seemed to be dazzled, and the gold in front of him turned into a pebble.
"What?"
He was startled, rubbed his eyes, and continued to look, only to find that it was still a stone.
"The shopkeeper..."
Next to him, Accountant Xue's voice was also trembling: "Sand... why did the golden sand turn into sand..."
He looked at the gold that turned into gray stone and gravel, and felt bad all over.
"A blind trick! A legendary blind trick?"
A thought emerged uncontrollably, making him scream.
"No, no, it's not a cover-up!"
The old shopkeeper shook his head slowly.
We have tried all kinds of tests before, even resorting to slanderous methods. If it were the legendary evil spell, it would have been broken long ago.
He doesn't know that ordinary Taoists, even if they have blinding methods, can only confuse their eyesight. In addition, the disadvantages of the power of incense and vows are indeed suppressed by filthy things, so this is effective and spread among the people.
It's a pity that this kind of earthly method is useless against traditional Chinese medicine.
He thought for a long time and couldn't figure it out. Looking at the worthless rubble, he suddenly felt so angry that he felt a rush of blood rushing to his throat, and he fainted.
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night.
Qian family.
"Dad, our family will suffer a heavy loss this time...70% of the grain inventory has been reduced, and we have got a pile of rocks in vain...We can't let it go like this."
A young man was holding an account book, feeling as if he was chopping off flesh.
I used to feel very happy when I saw the steady flow of gold coming into my account, but now I am so depressed that I want to vomit blood.
The head of the Qian family, named Qian Shangmu, remained calm at this moment, but his slightly twitching body clearly showed that he was extremely uneasy inside: "This matter...can't be let go like this, but there are too many people buying food. My Qian family
No matter how powerful you are, can you convince so many people at once? After all, my family is just a grain merchant, and the adults behind me will not force the people to rebel. Do you still think Zhengyang Mansion is not chaotic enough?"
The young man was shocked. After learning about what happened in Dazheng County, the officials were very sensitive to such things and restrained many of their behaviors.
"master!"
At this time, there was another knock on the door.
"The money is expensive, come in."
Qian Shang Mou said that the young man recognized him as the second housekeeper and the person his father trusted the most.
"Greetings, Master, Young Master."
Qian Gui's meticulous courtesy gave people a sense of indifference.
But the young man knew that this was a poisonous snake raised by his father.
"How's the matter you were asked to check done?"
Mr. Qian asked in a deep voice.
"The fake gold has been seen by Taoists from Tongxuan Temple. It is said that Taoists can't make anything so fake as to be real... and the source is Qingquan Mountain outside the city... I spent a lot of manpower to find out that a man went there a few days ago.
Taoist, turn the clear spring into a spring of golden sand and give it to the nearby villagers."
"The magic of turning stone into gold is the coming of an immortal from the earth?"
Mr. Qian was startled, stood up, walked away, suddenly stopped, and said in a deep voice: "This matter ends here, none of you are allowed to retaliate! If you meet, you should be respectful..."
"Dad, why?"
The young man was puzzled. He couldn't understand this behavior of slapping the left cheek with the other.
"They are immortals who have attained the Tao, and they are playing in the world of mortals... How dare we mortal ants compete with them? My Qian family can't even offend Xuan Guan, so why do we still want to offend them?"
Qian Shangmu glared at his son: "If you still have this intention, I will kill you first to avoid causing trouble to my family."
"My son doesn't dare."
The authority of the feudal patriarch is difficult for outsiders to imagine.
The young man immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
Obviously, his father really had the ability to let him die, and the government would not care.
"Okay, that's it."
Mr. Qian waved his hand, looking a little confused, and murmured: "First there is a white ape, and then there is a demon with high Taoism... This Zhengyang Mansion is probably going to be in chaos..."
What we fight in war is money, food and logistics.
If this is done, Zhengyang Mansion will definitely be in chaos for a while.
Putting aside everything else, it is almost impossible to kill Wang Shun of Baimao Village with the help of one government.