Chapter Sixteen: Saving Money Can Also Lead to Trouble

  After a while, the door curtain of this house was lifted, and the account room that had just gone out with his eyes came back, followed by a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression. They entered the house, and the gaze of both the account room and the middle-aged man fell on Jiang Feng who was chatting happily with two guards there.

  The middle-aged man took a step forward, just about to say something when the accountant who exchanged silver returned, looking at this scene with an awkward expression and shouting:

  "Director Xu, Director Xu, sorry about this. It was a small mistake made by Xiao, and it's troubling you to come all the way here!!"

  Upon hearing this, the people in the house all looked somewhat embarrassed. However, the middle-aged man called "Mr. Xu" did not show any emotional fluctuations and took a step forward towards the receptionist Jiang Feng at the counter.

  "How much money did he deposit here?"

  Sweat suddenly broke out on the accountant's forehead, his excessive caution had not anticipated such an embarrassing situation, and this business was probably going to be ruined. However, business is not as important as life, and the person in front of him was definitely not someone to be trifled with. He hastily bowed his head and replied:

  "As for the adult's words, just now this military officer exchanged a total of 200 taels of loose silver and 10 taels of gold beans in the small shop, and stored a total of 2600 taels of white silver on the counter."

  Even with a calm expression, Mr. Xu's face turned pale in surprise after hearing this relatively large number, and the gloomy expression on his face became even more intense, coldly saying:

  "A small school, the annual salary is only four taels of silver, how can you accumulate so much wealth?!" The words were spoken with a stern tone and a fierce expression. Jiang Feng looked at his opponent, who was dressed as a commoner, but spoke with an air that was quite grand. He knew in his heart that he might have encountered some kind of official, but his own bold and daring nature didn't make him afraid of this attitude. Instead, he lowered his head to take a peek at the other's waist to see if there were any firearms or similar objects hidden there, but there weren't any.

  Estimated that with a short knife, Jiang Feng's courage grew even bigger. He stood up calmly and wiped his nose with his hand, saying to this Mr. Xu:

  "My money was left to me by my old man, I wonder what opinion this gentleman has."

  Lightly trembling fingers, the joints crackling with a crisp sound, provocatively staring at each other, Mr. Xu's expression remained unchanged, coldly saying:

  "Look at your attire, this warrior's uniform is probably worn for three years, the rich families in the capital wear such clothes......"

  Mr. Xu suddenly stopped talking and stared at Jiang Feng's hand, which was mimicking the action of a hoodlum wiping his nose in a certain Hong Kong movie, making an extremely arrogant expression, but the people around him, including the two guards holding firearms, were all trembling with fear.

  To put it bluntly, even if someone appreciates him, no one in this era can understand what he is doing, and will only think that his nose is not good. This is the meaning of some bright pearls being thrown into obscurity.

  Mr. Xu's expression changed several times, and he didn't continue speaking. He looked deeply at Jiang Feng as if trying to remember something. His next action was unexpected by the people inside - he turned around and walked out, making it seem like the severe questioning that had just occurred never happened.

  Everyone in the house was stunned, and it wasn't until Master Xu lifted the curtain and walked out that Jiang Feng came to his senses. He followed a few steps behind, poked his head out, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. Outside, dozens of knights wearing light armor sat on their warhorses, each one with a robust physique and an aura of deadly intent.

  As soon as Jiang Feng came out, dozens of knights were already shouting and driving their mounts to leave. The street was filled with the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground. In the distance, he saw Mr. Xu turn his head and glance at him, as if being stared at by a venomous snake. Suddenly, Jiang Feng's back was covered in cold sweat.

  The wolf-like man retreated, even if it was his own skill, facing so many seemingly elite knights would still end in him being minced into meat paste. Not to mention that gloomy Lord Xu, who looked slender but remained unmoved by the fierce aura, clearly wasn't an ordinary person either.

  It just feels a bit off, why did the other party let themselves off so easily? Seeing Mr. Xu staring at his hand for half a day earlier, is there something strange going on?

  Jiang Feng raised his hand and took a look, both hands were still the same, but the iron ring on his right hand was particularly eye-catching...

  The accountant inside the money house obviously did not expect that this matter would end like this, and he was stunned in the room, unable to react at all. Jiang Feng had already turned around, stretched out his big hand and pulled out the accountant who was staring blankly at the counter.

  He cursed loudly in his mouth:

  "I came here to take care of your business for you, and yet you dare to cheat me..."

  The whole store was filled with Jiang Feng's angry roar.

  After a while, Jiang Feng brought 50 taels of silver and a complete set of silver bills to express "apologies" to Qian Zhuang, and sat on the large carriage heading from Beijing to Tianjin Wei. The large carriage was a transportation facility that existed in private during the Ming Dynasty, relying on the post station. In some economically developed areas, such as around Beijing and Jiangnan, where fish and rice were abundant.

  Jiang Feng spent a couple of silver coins and directly booked a horse-drawn carriage from the carriage company, complete with a coachman. By the time they set off, it was already noon. With his newfound experience, Jiang Feng bought some steamed buns and salted beef, brought a few calabaza fruit juices and boarded the carriage.

  Autumn breeze brings coolness, without the artificial waste gas of the industrial era, the air is fresh, and the surrounding fields are golden in color. Under the blowing wind, a wave of wheat waves rolls over, making people feel carefree and joyful. The suburbs of Beijing are filled with the estates and properties of the wealthy.

  Nature is also perfect, Jiang Feng sat in the front of the car with the driver, looking at the surrounding scenery with great interest, secretly admiring it in his heart. This is the best eco-tourism, compared to the previous life where he went deep into the mountains and still saw plastic bags, discarded batteries and artificial garbage everywhere, this is a real bargain.

  However, there was one thing that Jiang Feng had not expected. From Beijing to Tianjin Wei, even if they changed horses at the relay station halfway and didn't stop along the way, it would still take until the next morning to reach their destination. After learning this, Jiang Feng's earlier praise for the good air, environment, and scenery disappeared without a trace. In his previous life, the journey between Beijing and Tianjin only took an hour, how convenient was that?

  Sweat, new rules have changed, everyone recommends me more, collect it, this is the second update, there will be another one in the afternoon.