Chapter 7 Wanfu Chamber of Commerce
Yang Fang thought in his mind and fell into hesitation.
“How much money can be exchanged for one tael of silver?”
“Ten thousand yuan is exchanged for one tael. Please note that I am not using the actual price of silver!”
Jiangnanke responded.
Yang Fang was secretly speechless.
This is simply a money grab!
The price of silver is very cheap in reality.
But he has no choice now. He just killed someone not long ago. Once the other person's brother finds out, he will not be able to eat and walk around.
After much hesitation, Yang Fang decided to buy a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill first, and then a Shadowless Sword, and then exchanged it for three taels of silver. In total, it cost 170,000.
His heart suddenly felt bitter.
This is what he earned from two years of hard work. He was reluctant to eat or wear clothes in the past two years in order to save money to buy a house. But now it was all taken away from him, which made him feel uncomfortable.
He quickly responded to what Jiangnanke needed in the group.
“Okay, I’ll pay the down payment of 50,000 yuan first, and when I get the items, I’ll pay the rest when I come back next time!”
Jiangnanke responded.
This is good!
Yang Fang was secretly happy.
In this way, even if he is cheated, he will not lose too much.
Jiangnanke gave Yang Fang an account, and Yang Fang directly transferred 50,000 yuan to it.
“Brother, just remember to find Wang Donglai at the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce. The secret code is: odd changes to even and does not change. The symbols look at the quadrants!”
Jiangnanke warned me again.
"OK!"
Yang Fang responded.
Next, everyone started chatting again, discussing various situations and gangs in the Black Iron settlement.
Yang Fang said nothing and dived the whole time, silently watching all this.
I have to say that people in the group can really chat.
We chatted from about eight o'clock in the evening until late at night.
Yang Fang captured a lot of information and learned more about the Black Iron Settlement. Overall, the entire Black Iron Settlement had a population of 70,000 to 80,000, which was extremely complex.
The next morning.
Yang Fang continued to go to work despite a pair of thick dark circles under his eyes.
When he looked at the familiar mental hospital, he felt extremely emotional.
No one knows what these mental patients really think unless they experience something personally. Perhaps only the world of these mental patients is the real world.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
In two days, he tried his best to learn something about time travel.
Just after getting off work on the third night, Yang Fang felt a burning tingling sensation on the skin of his left hand. He was startled and quickly rolled up his sleeves.
0 days 0 hours 9 minutes 58 seconds.
57 seconds
56 seconds
"here we go again."
It has just been two days, and the journey has begun again.
He immediately looked at the time on his phone. It was 07:25 pm, which was not much different from last time.
This made him speculate whether every time he traveled through the future would be at this point.
Yang Fang immediately walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and began to lie down quietly.
Not long after, a strong feeling of dizziness emerged. His eyelids became extremely heavy, and his body began to fall infinitely, as if he was sinking into an invincible whirlpool. It took a long time before this feeling disappeared again.
Before his eyes, the oil lamp flickered.
The smell of burnt clothes kept coming.
Yang Fang suddenly stood up from the bed, panting heavily, as if he had just come out of the pool, and looked around.
It is still the same dilapidated house as before.
The clothes in the brazier have just been burned.
Everything seems to have just passed.
“Looking at it this way, two days have passed in reality, and it’s only half an hour to an hour at most.”
Yang Fang whispered.
It’s really weird.
This really feels like an online game.
He looked at the panel again.
Name: Yang Fang
Life expectancy: 21/32 years
Cultivation level: Not yet admitted (20/30)
Heart Technique: Introduction to Yang Yan Jue (6/100)
Martial skills: Mastery of Thirteen Gale Swords (1/300)
Nothing about the panel has changed.
The swordsmanship and internal strength he has practiced in reality cannot change the panel here.
It is equivalent to saying that practicing in reality is completely in vain.
He directly picked up the rusty iron sword and started practicing in the room again.
As soon as I practice, the whole morning and half of the night will pass.
The Thirteen Gale Swords enter mastery (17/300).
Yang Fang let out a breath of turbid air and began to lie down to rest.
Early the next morning.
He took a day off and rushed to the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce.
The entire Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is extremely grand and located in the middle of a busy city. It has wide lintels, high pine walls, and a pile of large stone lions in front of the door, which are exquisitely carved and majestic.
Several boys were standing there, motionless.
“Are you looking for our young master?”
A boy frowned and looked at Yang Fang's clothes.
“Yes, please let me know.”
Yang Fang opened his mouth, wearing a newly bought bamboo hat on his head, which cost him ten cents.
"You wait."
The young man responded and reluctantly walked toward home.
Where did my young master get to know these idiots recently?
He has seen Yang Fang come to see his young master more than once wearing tattered mud legs.
The key is that his young master has never refused, and even specifically told himself that if someone comes to see him, he must go in and report. This makes the young man unable to understand it.
Not long after, the young man walked out again and said solemnly, "Come with me, the young master wants to see you!"
He led Yang Fang and walked inside.
Yang Fang immediately took steps and followed the young man.
The two of them walked directly from the side door, passed through the corridor, and entered a hidden room.
Inside the room.
A young man wearing a moon-white gown and a purple-gold crown sat on a chair with a smile on his face. He had been waiting for a long time. His face was like a crown jewel, his skin was fair, and he was as pampered as a cloud high above.
The moment he saw the other party, Yang Fang couldn't help but froze, and then he felt a strong sense of envy in his heart.
It’s so irritating that people are so different from each other.
Why are the identities of others who have traveled through time so noble?
He himself became a piece of mud!
“You are Wang Donglai?”
Yang Fang hesitated for a moment and then said.
“Credit code.”
The young man looked at Yang Fang with a smile.
“It doesn’t change from odd to even, the symbols look at the quadrants!”
Yang Fang responded.
“As expected, he is one of our own.”
Wang Donglai smiled slightly, warm and bright, and looked extremely handsome. He picked up a package from one side and said, "I have prepared everything you want. You can take inventory."
He handed the parcel to Yang Fang.
Yang Fang took the package and checked it immediately.
There is a bottle of pills inside, with eight pills in total.
A secret book written about the Shadowless Sword.
There are also three taels of broken white silver, each piece is only the size of a fingernail.
"no problem!"
Yang Fang nodded.
"It's no problem. By the way, brother, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. If you pick up a black crystal stone in the ditch one day, you might as well come to me. The price is easy to negotiate!"
Wang Donglai smiled.
“Black spar?”
Yang Fang frowned.
“Yes, that’s what it is!”
Wang Donglai specially took a fist-sized sample from one side and showed it to Yang Fang. The black light flashed and was quite exquisite.
It is almost identical to the one Yang Fang picked up before.
“What does this thing do?”
Yang asked, letting go of his consciousness.
"This thing is of no use to you, but it is of great use to us superiors. However, I can't tell you the specific usage now. You just need to pay attention to it for me. In short, in terms of price, everything is easy to say."
Wang Donglai smiled.
Yang Fang's heart suddenly felt sour as he caught those special words in the other party's mouth.
Higher people.
When can I become a superior person myself?
He didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
(End of this chapter)