I became a god after resigning

Chapter 5 Gold Ingots

Song Ci turned his head and looked at the pillow. The little guy was sleeping in a free and unrestrained posture. He was sleeping obliquely on the bed, holding his own little pillow in his arms, with one foot arched and the other over his shoulder. The little guy was blushing, sleeping soundly .

Song Ci gently took off the pillow in her arms, put it under her head, and repositioned her restless little feet, but the little guy probably felt that this position was uncomfortable, turned over, and lay sideways on Song Ci In the arms of her, her body curled up like a cute little watercress.

Song Ci stroked the little guy's messy hair with pity, the little guy clicked his mouth, and he didn't know what to eat in his dream.

Song Ci helped her cover her belly and got out of bed gently.

The little guy sometimes sleeps with him, but more often with grandma.

Song Ci got out of bed without turning on the light, went straight to the bathroom, and picked up the jar from under the sink again.

Glancing inside, Jin Yuanbao was quietly staying at the bottom of the tank. As for the light ball he was expecting, of course it was not there.

It seems that the guess that the light cluster is automatically generated should be wrong. Of course, it is not possible to draw a conclusion directly. After all, it has not even been twelve hours since the afternoon, so maybe there is not enough time.

Song Ci looked at the jar in front of him carefully again. He also reads online novels on weekdays, especially during the time when he is driving an online car-hailing car. He often likes to listen to audio novels, so he is no stranger to the routine of Goldfinger , Guessing in his heart, this might be his golden finger.

Song Ci couldn't help but feel a little excited. Although the function of the pot is not clear yet, there has never been a golden finger of trash in this world. The trash is only a human being.

As for the origin of Goldfinger, he didn't care about whether there was any conspiracy, whether there was a big boss behind him manipulating, using and assassinating him.

Every time he read a book and saw the main character in the book, after getting the golden finger, he was suspicious, and he wanted to laugh.

Because an ordinary person like him has [-] million if there is no billion in Daxia. If there is someone really capable of seeing him and using him, that is also his opportunity. , that was also his honor.

And even if you know you are being used, what can you do, can you resist?

So accept it calmly, accept it with pleasure, and only when you become stronger can you talk about other things.

So he is not at all curious about the origin of this jar, he just wants to find out how it is used and what it can bring him.

I found an electronic scale from the kitchen, put the gold ingot on it and weighed it, about 310 grams.

It is said that there are ten taels of gold on the base of the ingot, calculated according to one or two to fifty grams, this brand new ingot, if it is fully weighed, should be about five hundred grams.

But obviously, this is not calculated according to the current weight, but calculated according to the ancient Sima catty, 16 taels is one catty, and one catty is five hundred grams.

Therefore, the weight of this gold ingot is about 310 grams, and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, the purity of ancient gold is not high, so it is unlikely to be pure gold.

The current price of gold should be about 370 per gram, because the purity is not enough, based on 300 yuan per gram, this ingot of gold ingot should be worth about [-].

After the jar was cleaned, it was indeed made of jade, as Song Ci thought, but there were many impurities in it, and some places even turned white like stone, so it should not be worth much.

However, he is already satisfied with that ingot of gold ingot, so one cannot be too greedy.

After thinking about it, he put the gold ingot back into the jar, put the jar back again, and then went back to the room.

After just a while, the little guy changed his posture again, and turned around on the bed. The pillow was not under the head, but under the buttocks. He fell asleep with his legs crossed. With short legs, the posture is a bit gimmicky.

"Do you think you are Sleeping Arhat?"

Song Ci picked her up and straightened her up, then lay down beside her, holding her in his arms, not letting her move around, and soon he himself fell asleep.
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Morning is the peak time for taking taxis and ordering food, so Song Ci naturally can't sleep in.

But he is not going to deliver food in the morning, but is going to run Didi, and the food delivery needs to get up earlier.

But when Song Ci got up, Zhao Caixia not only got up, but even made breakfast.

"Did Nuan Nuan wake up?" Seeing Song Ci coming out, Zhao Caixia asked her granddaughter first.

"No, I slept like a pig." Song Ci said.

"That's good, let her sleep for a while. Yesterday I took her to the park for a day, and I walked a lot by myself..."

Zhao Caixia talked a lot, full of love for the little guy.

"Mom, wake her up at eight o'clock, and don't let her sleep for too long." Song Ci said helplessly.

"Don't worry, don't worry about these things, I'll be busy after breakfast." Zhao Caixia waved her hand impatiently.

After breakfast, Song Ci found a canvas bag to bring the jar, which was only the size of an incense burner and didn't take up much space.

"Mom, I'm going out."

Song Ci yelled towards the kitchen, where Zhao Caixia was busy.

"Oh."

Zhao Caixia responded casually, and when she heard the sound of closing the door, she came out of the kitchen, stared blankly at the closed door, finally sighed, and turned back to the kitchen.

When Song Ci drove the car out of the community, his genius was bright, but he received the first order as soon as he opened the software. Usually, at this time, the distance is relatively far, so he woke up early.

This order was no exception, basically spanning the entire Jiangzhou City.

Before the person received it, Song Ci gave the customer a rough portrait in his heart.

The age should be under 40 years old, and men are more likely.

The reason why Song Ci guessed this way is that people over 40 years old have different consumption concepts, and the fare is close to more than 40 yuan. Generally, those who are slightly older will choose the bus or subway, and rarely choose to take a taxi.

Of course, this is not absolute, it's just Song Ci's guess.

The reason why it is guessed that men are more likely is because the destination of the other party is a machinery factory in Dongcheng.

Most of the employees in the machinery factory are men, and there may be a small leader, but the position is not high.

Guess the small leader is because you are willing to take a taxi for more than 40 yuan, and the income should not be low. The reason why the position is not high is because if it is a big leader, who would get up so early to go to the factory?Even if you go, you should drive yourself.

Of course, all situations are based on conventional inferences, and some small accidents will overturn all his inferences.

But today's deduction is not wrong. Although a man in his thirties is not wearing a suit, his hair is neat, his clothes are clean, and he is carrying a briefcase. He doesn't look like a person who is going to work in the workshop.

After confirming that he picked up the wrong person, Song Ci started the car directly.

From the west city to the east city, the fastest and shortest way is to walk from the city center. It is not the rush hour yet, and the road is still smooth, so he must hurry up and pass through the possible congested roads as soon as possible.

In fact, Song Ci didn't really like to send such customers. Although he made a lot of money by making a trip, he basically sold out when he came back, and received very few orders, because there were few residents in the machinery factory, and few of them would go to the city center early in the morning.

"It won't be raining, will it?"

The passenger sitting in the co-pilot looked up at the sky outside the window, murmured something, and then lowered his head to play with his phone.

Song Ci also glanced at the sky when he heard the words. The sky was gloomy and there was no sunlight. It seemed that it was really going to rain today.

As soon as Song Ci sent the guests to their destination, the sky began to rain heavily.

Re-opened the order receiving software, and there was no sound at all. I took out the tightly wrapped jar and took a look inside. Except for the ingot of gold ingot, it was still empty and there was nothing there.

Song Ci was not disappointed either. If there was still only one ingot of gold ingot in the jar by the afternoon, he would find a gold shop and sell it.

After putting away the things, Song Ci started the car again. This area is mostly a factory, and even if there are residents, most of them are elderly people. It is early in the morning, and it is raining so hard, and few people go out.

But there are exceptions. For example, Song Ci saw an old man trembling under the station sign with a plastic bag in one hand and a thermos in the other.

(End of this chapter)