Chapter Thirty-Seven: Became Rich

  "We're rich, we're rich!" So much gold! Even if the purity isn't that high, it's still a fortune. At least it's worth tens of millions. Now the price of gold has dropped too much, but if you wait for a while, the price might go up again. What a pity, Wen Fei is waiting to buy a house with this money.

  "So many people saw me earning so much gold, what if someone harbors evil intentions?" Wen Fei thought about it and those people's eyes, feeling that they contained too much greed, making him still feel a bit fearful now.

  "This crossbow doesn't seem very reliable, does it?" Wen Fei muttered to himself. The crossbow could only be fired once and then had to be reloaded for half a day, its deterrent effect was extremely limited. If only he could get his hands on a gun... But where would he go to get one? It would be great if this were America... Wen Fei sighed.

  For an otaku, getting something like this is as difficult as going up to the sky to pick a star.

  Forget it, let's just sell these gold first. Let Wen Fei handle these things, it will be very difficult. But if Zhang Yu that fat guy handles it, it will be much simpler. After all, his family has money and he is also a semi-antique collector himself. He has more connections than someone like me who is penniless.

  It's all over, I rushed back and forgot about the Chinese medicine. This is going to cost me a lot of money!

  While complaining in his heart, Wen Fei was on the phone with Zhang Yu.

  Zhang Yu listened and shouted over the phone: "You little devil, didn't you go rob a bank? How else would you get tens of kilograms of gold?"

  "Go die," Wen Fei said without any interest in joking around. "Have you ever seen gold sand and dog-headed gold in a bank?"

  "How big is the Dog's Head Gold?" Zhang Yu's interest was clearly piqued.

  "About four or five catties more, what's wrong?" Wen Fei said.

  "This is a good thing!" Zhang Yu was somewhat excited: "It might be worth a lot of money!"

  Wen Fei snorted: "This gold nugget makes me, an outsider, feel that the purity won't be too high. If half of it is gold, that's already good enough. It's only worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, what's the big deal?" Talking about this, Wen Fei got a bit angry. At the time, he was blinded by the gold and didn't think carefully about how much this gold was actually worth!

  "Yeah, right," Zhang Yu thought for a moment and said: "Speaking of dozens of kilograms of gold, it feels like an astronomical figure, but it doesn't seem to be worth that much money!" He sighed and suddenly felt something was off, recalculated again, and shouted at Wen Fei on the phone: "Taoist, did you learn math from an illiterate? Who told you it's just 200,000 or 300,000? One gram is calculated as 300, one kilogram is 15 million!"

  Wen Fei snapped out of it, suddenly realizing that he might have made a mistake. Probably because there was too much gold, which got him dizzy. One kilogram is worth 1 million, so this time he almost got nearly 100 million, almost enough to solve the problem of buying a house...

  But what about his own cost? A hundred kilograms of liquor, blended wine, no more than two hundred yuan. Several pieces of broken cloth, candles, matches, and a vegetable knife... added up will not exceed one thousand yuan. How many times the profit is, Wen Fei's math is not good, calculated for half a day and still didn't figure it out.

  "Daoist, you've made it big," Zhang Yu said excitedly over the phone, even more thrilled than Wen Fei: "Where are you? I'll come find you?"

  Wen Fei lazily said: "Dao Ye, I'm now in rural xx township xxx village, come pick me up!"

  "Wait for me, I'll be right there. I'm going to be your bodyguard so no one can snatch you away!"

  In less than an hour, that fat Zhang Yu actually rushed over. You know it's a hundred miles away, and it's in the countryside, not on the highway... This speed is really scary. It can also be seen how anxious this fat Zhang Yu is.

  "Haha, our house is finally going to be rich!" Seeing this pile of gold sand and dog head gold, Zhang Yu exaggeratedly threw his head back and laughed: "This pile of things, at least worth one million ah, one million!"

  "Look at you, you're so pathetic!" Wen Fei said with disdain, completely forgetting that his own behavior just now wasn't much better than this guy's.

  Wen Fei rented this house with a single gate and yard to avoid prying eyes, no matter how loud they were, he wasn't afraid of being heard by others. After Zhang Yu got excited, he wandered around the yard, looking here and touching there.

  "What are you looking for?" Wen Fei asked strangely.

  "Where is the hidden cave you opened?" Zhang Yu said mysteriously, "Daoist, this time you must tell me the truth. Is there a large cave under this house?"

  Wen Fei couldn't help but laugh bitterly, it turned out that this guy still thought the things he came up with were from the tomb. He couldn't help but despise him: "Don't you even think about it, would they use gold sand for burial in the tomb?"

  Zhang Yu thought so too, the copper coins from before could still be said to have been poured out by Wen Fei's inverted fight. But this golden sand and dog-headed gold wouldn't also have been poured out from the tomb, would they? Suddenly, he felt disheartened.

  "Go, go. First, let's have a big meal!" Wen Fei said: "Then sell these gold bars, I want to buy a car!"

  "Are you buying a car too? What kind of car?" Zhang Yu asked.

  "Of course it's Pikachu!" Wen Fei's answer earned him a disdainful look from Zhang Yu.

  Of course, Wen Fei was unable to buy a pickup truck in the end. He spent around 300,000 to 400,000 yuan on a used small van that was about 50% to 60% new.

  After buying the car, Zhang Yu casually asked: "Taoist priest, when did you take your driver's license?"

  "Uh, I haven't taken that exam yet!" Wen Fei exclaimed excitedly, only to suddenly remember...

  After going through time and space so many times, Wen Fei found that the acceptance of ancient people is much higher than that of modern people. For example, if Wen Fei were to disappear in public now, it would be a shocking event that could potentially change the entire scientific system of the world...

  But in ancient times, Wen Fei pushed the cart and disappeared like that, and the ancients just thought it was a magical technique. Although it's a small trick, it's not surprising at all.

  So Wen Fei decided this time, Dao Ye simply drove a car over. Firstly, sitting in the car ensured his personal safety. Secondly, only this vehicle could carry more goods. His pushcart, no matter how hard he tried, could only hold over 200 catties of goods, and that would exhaust him to death.

  This time Wen Fei is preparing to do a big business, as long as this business is successful, he will be able to make a fortune. After that, even if he can't continue doing business in Ma Ji Cun, it doesn't matter. This time his goal is to sell two tons of wine, plus some other goods. After doing this once, he will retire and not dare to do it again. Anyway, the money earned is already enough for him to live a lifetime!

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