I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 12
Chapter 011

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't love property?

The answer is yes, but very few.

From Song Kangnian's point of view, Cheng Shijie is not a wealthy man with tens of millions of dollars, but why doesn't he love money?You must know that for tens of thousands of taels of silver, countless people are willing to take risks.

That can only explain one problem, Cheng Shijie's picture is not small.

Could it be that Cheng Shijie's fate is really precious?

Song Kangnian fell asleep like this in a daze.

When he woke up again, it was already night.

Song Kangnian came out to stretch, but he didn't find Cheng Shijie. He asked, "Is Mr. Cheng here?"

Cheng Shijie watched Song Kangnian come out of the room, and said hello, "Mr. Song is awake?"

"woke up!"

"Yunniang, is the meal ready?"

"Master, wait a moment, it's almost ready!"

"Mr. Song, please come inside!"

Song Kangnian looked at the three carts outside, but remained unchanged: "I don't know what advice Mr. Cheng has!"

"If Mr. Song finds it inconvenient to carry the money, you can ask Liu Ji to exchange it for gold!"

Although Liu Ji Inn is just an inn, behind Liu Ji is also an enterprise group, involving all aspects.Cheng Shijie originally asked the buddy where he could exchange money in Dengzhou City.The buddy told him directly that Liu Ji would do it.

Of course, exchanging silver is not the same as exchanging change for whole money in later generations, and a handling fee is required, which is fire consumption.

Song Kangnian spread his hands and smiled wryly: "It's more than 1000 taels of gold, and it's not convenient for Song to carry it!"

You must know that 1000 taels of gold weighed about 75 catties. In the Ming Dynasty, a catty weighed 590 four grams, which also means that 200 taels totaled more than 44 kilograms.

Of course, it shouldn't be a big problem for an adult man to carry a 44 kg load, but Song Kangnian's body is only equivalent to a 12-year-old child, and the 44 kg load is also very difficult for him.

Cheng Shijie said, "Why don't you exchange it directly into bank notes?"

"It's not urgent!"

Song Kangnian asked: "I don't know what advice Mr. Cheng has?"

"I don't dare to advise. We had a good time working together. I wonder if Mr. Song has any intention to cooperate again!"

Song Kangnian shook his head and said: "Things are rare and expensive, Mr. Cheng's batch of swords should not be used in Dengzhou in the end. Even if you want to make a move, you have to wait a little longer!"

"I can save this matter!"

Cheng Shijie thought for a while and said, "Mr. Song seems to have said that the governor of Denglai is selling his official title?"

"Not bad!"

Song Kangnian was slightly taken aback: "Mr. Cheng is going to donate an official?"

In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, merchants, gentry, and landlords donated the most officials to Yuanwai, or Yuanwailang.The so-and-so member mentioned in the film and television drama is actually an identity, which is roughly equivalent to Western jazz.It has no power in itself, it is just an honorary title.

Song Kangnian also thought that Cheng Shijie wanted to buy a similar honorary official title, which could reduce a lot of taxes in Ming Dynasty.

"Exactly!"

Cheng Shijie didn't hide it either, and said bluntly: "Mr. Cheng doesn't have enough money for the time being, and Mr. Lao Song is responsible for this matter!"

Song Kangnian thought for a while and said, "Song can inquire about this matter!"

"So good!"

"Cheng, leave first!"

"I don't know when to return?"

"It should be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

Song Kangnian said: "There is nothing wrong with Mr. Song, so he just stayed here!"

There were originally three people in Liu Ji's Dongkua courtyard, no, it was four people, and the baby Xiao Jiaxin was also alone.Now that there is more Song Kangnian, it doesn't seem to be a lot of trouble.

After a meal, Song Kangnian also figured out the relationship between Yang Yuniang and Cheng Shijie. To be precise, including Shen Mingyu and Yang Yuniang, they were all picked up by Cheng Shijie from the street.

……

Opening his eyes, Cheng Shijie has returned to the afterlife.

Now that I have prepared a good thing to mess with Kong Youde.His first thing is not to buy an official, nor is it to make money, but to have the power to protect himself.

The best way to protect yourself is to have a gun, but the problem is that ordinary people in China have no access to guns. I have searched for Mobao, Modong, and Moduoduo, but I can’t find an electric shock device, and I haven’t searched for it. to a crossbow that can be purchased.

Just when Cheng Shijie felt a little lost, he began to search for the three keywords of "high power". He himself wanted to buy a high-power glare flashlight. Although this thing is not dangerous, it can be used to bluff people in the Ming Dynasty.

I never thought that with the results of this search keyword, a large number of wild boars would drive away the electric shock device. This is the electric rod, but the name is different.

Sure enough, the Chinese language is profound.

Without saying anything, Cheng Shijie hurriedly placed an order.

When we came to the mail room at the gate of the community, there were more than a dozen couriers from Cheng Shijie. Although Song Kangnian said that things were rare and expensive, he still took a lot of swords. Even if they didn't sell them, they could at least be used as self-defense weapons.

Cheng Shijie originally wanted to travel back and buy some crystal products from later generations. However, after experimenting, he found out that he can go back once a day at most, and he can only carry the weight that his body can carry.

The fifty swords he purchased each weighed about three and a half catties, and the total weight of the scabbards ranged from five to six catties. As a result, the fifty swords weighed more than two hundred and fifty-six catties, which was beyond what Cheng Shijie could handle. With the weight on his back, not only could he not bring these swords, but he also couldn't initiate the time travel.

In desperation, he had no choice but to choose some handicraft ornaments and crystal ornaments.

Of course, these crystal ornaments are not high-end products. He bought them all in Yiwu Trade City. He spent more than 5000 yuan and bought a box, which weighed more than [-] catties.

This time, Cheng Shijie did not travel directly, but went to the hospital to visit Cheng Jiayue. Fortunately, Cheng Jiayue's condition stabilized in the hospital.

"Shall we leave the hospital?"

"do not want!"

Cheng Shijie smiled bitterly: "Our neighborhood is too remote, and it's not easy to take a taxi at night. In case of any accident, it will not be easy to come to the hospital..."

"But, it costs money here!"

"I'll figure out how to deal with the money!"

Cheng Shijie said: "How about I watch in the hospital, you go back and take a shower."

"No, you can wash in the room, and there is hot water 24 hours a day."

"What delicious food does Jiayue want to eat?"

……

Cheng Shijie was preparing to return to the end of the Ming Dynasty with his belongings, but suddenly felt that something was missing. He hurried to the pharmacy on his electric bike and bought a home medical kit, Baiyao, gauze, and disinfectant for emergencies.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Song Kangnian was no longer in Liu Ji's Dongkuayuan, but went out to work on buying officials.

Staying around Dongkuayuan with nothing to do, Cheng Shijie asked, "Mingyu, can you drive?"

"will not!"

"Take the money and hire a carriage, I want to go out for a walk!"

It's not that Cheng Shijie doesn't want to walk, but that riding a car in the Ming Dynasty is a status symbol and can reduce unnecessary troubles.

Not long after, Shen Mingyu hired a carriage that was probably new, and brought a driver with him. The driver was an old man over half a century old, surnamed Zhou.

Cheng Shijie sat in the carriage, Shen Mingyu and the coachman Lao Zhou sat in front of the carriage, and walked slowly along the street.

"Boss, where are we going?"

"Get out of town!"

Speaking of this, Cheng Shijie felt regretful, because he smelled an unpleasant stench when he left the city, and flies were flying all over the sky not far away.

Cheng Shijie lifted the curtain of the car and looked at a large shantytown outside the city, all refugees, ragged, unkempt, and dull.

It's like mourning, the skinny children are either planted with grass bones and sold as goods in exchange for a little rations for the family to survive for a while, or guarding the dead bodies of their parents and calling for father and mother, the voices of despair His call pierced people's hearts like needles, and those dull and hopeless eyes made people unbearable to look at.

Fortunately, the city is fine, and the soldiers guarding the city do not allow the refugees to enter.But there are at least tens of thousands of refugees densely packed outside the city. Their empty eyes are absolutely waiting for death.

This scene made Cheng Shijie, the soul of the 21st century, feel unacceptable.

"Boss, let's go back!"

With the appearance of Cheng Shijie's carriage, it immediately attracted the attention of countless refugees.

"Your honor, please give me something to eat!"

"Good-hearted people passing by, I beg you to show mercy and buy this child. I kowtow to you!"

"My lord, our children are obedient, hardworking, and eat less, please buy them!"

"Master, please buy this child, I kowtow to you, I kowtow to you..."

The troublesome and mechanical voice made Cheng Shijie feel that there was a world of fire and ice inside and outside the city. Could this be the highly developed Shandong?

At this time, a group of people in charge appeared among the disaster victims. They walked among the children or women who were inserting signs and selling heads, stretched out their hands, opened the mouths of the children or women, and looked at their teeth. The stick beat the child's body to test the child's reaction.

At this moment, Cheng Shijie looked at the trees on the side of the road, and there were more than a dozen bloody corpses hanging from the trees.Several people who looked like refugees were removing the corpses from the tree. They were not collecting utensils for these corpses, but for the tattered clothes on the corpses.

The corpses were stripped naked, and the corpses hanging from the trees were all wearing tattered military uniforms.

Watching Cheng Shijie staring at the corpse in a daze.

Shen Mingyu explained: "Boss, these are the Dongjiang army. A while ago, they fought with the Dengzhou army. These people were all hanged!"

Just when Cheng Shijie looked away, he suddenly saw the fingers of a corpse trembling.

"This person is not dead yet!"

Cheng Shijie said subconsciously.

"It's too soon to die, wild dogs are not picky eaters!"

Those who were collecting the body quickly stripped the living man off his clothes.

Cheng Shijie couldn't stand it anymore: "Ming Yu, put this man in the carriage!"

"But my boss, you..."

Cheng Shijie got out of the carriage. He didn't have any manpower available now, so he could just buy a few people, anyway, he didn't need a few mouths to eat.

Cheng Shijie's fat body made the refugees feel scared, especially Cheng Shijie was also carrying a knife.

"Master, please buy the child!"

(End of this chapter)