Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 228 The Joy of Counting Money

Duan Yanqing was overjoyed when he heard that he had the opportunity to kill brothers Duan Zhengchun and regain the throne.He originally thought that such a powerful enemy was entrusted by Brother Duan Zhengchun to deal with him, but he didn't expect that it was a friend rather than an enemy.

Others don't know how high the martial arts of this mysterious man who calls himself Yan Longyuan is, but he knows it.Without his guidance back then, with Duan Yanqing's crippled body, no matter how strong his perseverance is, I am afraid that his martial arts today would not be top-notch.And this mysterious old gentleman just gave him a little advice, and his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. One can imagine how high the other party's martial arts are.

Duan Yanqing was overjoyed and said: "If you get the old man's help, you will definitely be able to easily handle this matter. It's just that Gusu Murong's martial arts are too powerful, I'm afraid I won't be his match."

The man in black smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about this, I will help you to lure Murong Fu away. In the past few days, Murong Fu took Duan Zhengchun to his uncle's house. Let's go, killing Duan Zhengchun is nothing for you."

After hearing this, Duan Yanqing was overjoyed. Hearing that the mysterious person in front of him was willing to risk his life to deal with Murong Fu, he was even more grateful. Excited, he hurriedly said: "Mr. With the help of Duan Zhengchun, he succeeded in getting rid of Duan Zhengchun, and on the day of restoration in the future, he will share the wealth and honor with the old man and share the Dali country!"

The man in black smiled mysteriously, and didn't take the other party's bad check to heart.His purpose of helping Duan Yanqing was not for the other party's illusory resettlement cause.

"It's good that you have this thought. It's just that the road is difficult and dangerous, and you have to be careful in the future. Well, it's about time, let's go!"

In the water moor, there was already a black-covered boat waiting.The boatman who punted the boat was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, and Duan Yanqing could tell at a glance that the man possessed not weak martial arts.Duan Yanqing was even more curious about the true identity of this mysterious old man, even the subordinates who punted the boat could do such a thing.

Yan Longyuan gave a look, and the boatman untied the cable, propped a penny a little towards the shore, and the boat slowly sailed towards the depths of the lake.

It was already late at night, and there was no one around, and the lake was like a huge mirror reflecting the moonlight.

The three of them sailed all the way to Mantuo Mountain Villa in a boat. The small black-covered boat was like a sneaking mouse in the dark night.

In Mantuo Villa, Murong Fu was alone in his room looking at the books.

That's right, as one of the top experts in the rivers and lakes, in the middle of the night, he didn't compete with beautiful women, but read the books by himself, doing the things that accountants do.

Without it, just because the money is too much!

Although Wu Yazi only took part of the wealth with him when he left the Xiaoyao Sect, it was already quite a lot.In addition, when he and Li Qiushui were searching for martial arts cheats of various sects and sects in the rivers and lakes in those years, there was a wave of Song Dynasty-style robbing the poor and helping the rich.The wealth accumulated over the decades is an astronomical figure.

Although Murong's family can't be said to be incomparably rich, they can also be said to be top-notch rich, but when Murong Fu saw the account books that Su Xinghe had sorted out during this period, he was still deeply shocked.

98 taels of silver, 5 taels of gold, 24 top-quality East China Sea jade corals, [-] opals, [-] purple jade agates, and [-] buckets of South China Sea jade pearls.
A series of things were listed in front of his eyes, which made Murong Fu dazzled.

Good guy, were Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui living in seclusion back then, or were they working as male and female thieves in the name of seclusion?
In this era, silver had not yet flowed into the Central Plains on a large scale, so the purchasing power of one tael of silver was quite high, enough for a family of three to live comfortably for a month.The value of one tael of gold is not like the one tael of gold and one hundred taels of silver in later generations. It is roughly exchanged according to the ratio of one tael of gold to 16 taels of silver.

These yellow and white things are second to none, and Li Qiushui doesn't think much of them. The value of these things is only the tip of the iceberg, and the real high value is the pile of rare treasures. It is an astronomical sum.

Translation translation, what a surprise!

It can be said that with this wealth, Murong Fu can pull up an elite armed force of tens of thousands of people at any time to do something well.

How could there be any need to be like the original owner, haggling with Duan Yanqing for [-] soldiers?He was also bargained down to five thousand!
He knew that the Xiaoyao faction was rich, and he could easily deduce this from various details, including the Wuliangyu Cave built by the lake in Dali back then, which was decorated with extremely precious crystals of this era.There is also the operation of Child Elder gargling with ginseng tea, which reflects the profound material heritage of the Xiaoyao School.

He didn't know that before Xiaoyaozi entered Taoism, he was a child of a secular family, and he was also a high-ranking official with a high salary. Otherwise, he would not be qualified to participate in the turmoil of the heir to the throne. Needless to say.

For a moment, facing this huge wealth, Murong Fu was also a little dazed.

Is the place where the master lives is Wuliang Mountain or Monte Cristo?

No wonder it is said that martial arts is the hardest currency in the world, and I have never seen a hero who is short of money.In contrast, Qiao Feng, Yang Guo, and others' behavior of prying the county government's safe is simply weak, okay?

No wonder Ding Chunqiu wanted to be the head of the Xiaoyao School even if he killed his master, not just for those few martial arts secret books.

Under the candlelight, Murong Fu calculated the value of these treasures again and again with his abacus.

Compared to Murong Bo who kills people for money and food, this is the one he got without any effort.

Calm down, Calm down, Murong Fu, this little money scares you?ridiculous!
"Master! You are so kind to me! Aww!"

In the middle of the night, Nan Murong, who is famous all over the world, and the legendary handsome and handsome Mr. Murong, hugged an account book and cried loudly.

How do you say something?The two great pleasures in life are sleeping until you wake up naturally, and counting money until your hands cramp.The two most tragic things are counting money until you wake up naturally, and sleeping until your hands cramp.Murong Fu now experienced the joy of counting money until his hands cramp.

It was precisely because he was concentrating on counting the money that Murong Fu didn't notice that a black shadow quietly appeared outside the door.

With a "bang", the door of the room was smashed open with a strong force.The cold wind outside the door combined with the palm wind blew out the candles in the house instantly.

Surprised, Murong Fu subconsciously kicked over the round table in front of him, and threw it towards the black shadow that suddenly appeared.Then he waved his palm to block the punch that was coming towards his face.

Why is this scene so familiar?As if seen somewhere?In the next second, Murong Fu was furious: "My good fellow, the robbery hit me, right? Don't leave when you come!"

(End of this chapter)