"System, how much silver is left from Cheng Biting Jin's last time?"

With a sigh in his heart, Meng Fan sent a divine thought to the system.

At present, it is too difficult to earn 200,000 taels of money a day, and I can't even sleep well, and I don't know how long there will be left.

Even he had to watch out for his own subordinates.

Who knows if someone will blow up another thunder on which day, and then happily run to him and tell him, "Childe, we made a lot of money this time....."

At present, the main target is Cheng Biting Jin, followed by Jia Yun, who is in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, and it is better to say something about the rest.

Needless to say, this guy has never been a safe master!

Although he was not by Meng Fan's side, he contributed almost ninety percent of the silver, which can be said to be the top priority of the guard.

Half a month ago, Meng Fan felt that Jia Yun was quite reliable, and he spent a lot of money in the early stage.

But recently, through Su Cheng's secret letter to him, Meng Fan felt more and more that Jia Yun might be a time bomb for a long time, and once he didn't handle it well, he would directly send him to the sky!

This guy gave him 5,000 sets of battle armor in the capital and cooperated with Yang Qing, the son of the king of the mountain, Yang Qing, to complete hundreds of war horses.

If these things were to be calculated by the system in silver, they would be a lot of money.

And he took advantage of the soaring price of huanghuali and red sandalwood to hoard a large number of golden silk nanmu, and even bought a lot of real estate in Luoyang City.

If the development continues at this rate, once one day this product wants to be realized, it will be a big pot and it will not be able to carry it at all.

"Remind the host that a month and a half have passed since the hundred days, and there are fifty-five days left!"

Soon, Meng Fan received a systematic reply in his mind.

"Fifty-five days, that means eleven million taels?"

After silently calculating in his heart, Meng Fan unconsciously began to plan again.

In fact, spending nearly 10 million taels of silver in just a month and a half is not a small amount, but it is not enough... It's really not enough.

As the walls of the new city and the general framework are about to be completed, there will be fewer and fewer places to spend money, not to mention 200,000 taels a day, even if it is difficult to spend 50,000 taels a day!

And in order to prevent this Cheng Jin and Jia Yun from suddenly exploding, the best way is to spend all the silver and owe millions of taels of foreign debts, so that it is safe.

"After the new city is built, there should be a lot of other materials, since you have come to this Chang'an City, it is better to turn into a merchant and make a big purchase!

Walking all the way, looking at the bustling people of Chang'an City, Meng Fan's mind moved.

After all, Licheng County is a small county seat, although the population is now the same as the new city, but it is still too far away from many facilities in Chang'an.

"Let's go and see, there's a liar over there, who casually took a broken sword and offered hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, this is crazy for silver!"

"Who said no, and boasted that he was sharpening iron like clay, and he also boasted that his ancestor was Ou Yezi, the ancestor of sword casting!"

Just when Meng Fan was thinking about what he should buy and go back, there was such a discussion in his ears.

Looking up again, it turned out that he had already walked to a market.

At the end of the market, many people were gathering together, pointing and pointing, and even laughing from time to time.

"Broken swords?

At first glance, Meng Fan shook his head slightly.

In the Great Sui, most of the blades used by warriors were long-handled stainless steel, such as purple gold hammers, gilt hammers, etc.

Something like a long sword can only be used as an accessory by literati, let alone a master as a blade.

"Hmm, wait, he's going to sell hundreds of thousands of taels of silver?"

When he was about to step away, Meng Fan's mind moved, and he stopped again.

"If there is a sale, there will be a purchase, not to mention how this thing is, the other party will make a price, I will not counteroffer, and I will not be in line with the principle of buying and selling, so wouldn't it be possible to spend 100,000 taels of silver on the trend?"

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it would work.

On weekdays, if you change to other unreasonable ways to spend money, it is easy to be doubled by the heavenly fortune system, but this is definitely not a problem!

So, after a while, Meng Fan followed the crowd to the end of the market.

......

meanwhile

Heavenly prison, cell A, Sun Simiao is still imprisoned with the crazy old man,

At this moment, the two cell leaders had just walked through the dark passage, and from time to time there was a faint sound of discussion.

"The one in the A-shaped prison, calculate the time, and you can push it out at noon tomorrow!"

"But it's not that this person is strange, the other death row prisoners are locked up in the A-number prison, and they are either scared to death or crazy after a night's work, he is good, like a nobody!"

"Also, after all these years, he is still the first!"

The cell head went farther and farther, and the sound became quieter and quieter!

"Did you hear that, tomorrow should be the time to ask for a beheading!"

After being silent for a long time, Sun Simiao in the cell spoke in a low voice.

The more this time, the more nervous he became.

Of course, he was not worried that he would be beheaded, but that he was worried about whether his son-in-law and Su Cheng would make any outrageous moves tomorrow.

What if there is another robbery field.....

"The old man still said that, I hope you can bring a message to your son-in-law after you go out, and tell him that as long as you save me out, I will be a servant forever!"

The next moment, as soon as Sun Simiao finished speaking, the strange old man's voice came faintly.

"By this time, you're ....."

Hearing this, Sun Simiao raised his head and glanced at the old man, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

He could understand the old man's feelings!

Whoever it is, it's not comfortable to be locked up here for decades, but how can he get out safely....

Crash!

However, at the end of the passage, the sound of chains from the opening of the cell door was heard again.

"The Divine Decree has arrived!"

Then another voice came.

"Wronged....""Wronged....."

As the sound behind sounded, the entire heavenly prison suddenly boiled, and many death row prisoners hurriedly shouted.

It's conventional!

In this kind of prison, every time a holy decree comes, basically one person will leave.

"What is this?"

Seeing such a situation, Sun Simiao was a little stunned.

"Boy, remember what I said!

The strange old man was overjoyed when he heard this, and in a moment of excitement, he shook the chains and rattled.

"Me?"

Just when Sun Simiao was puzzled, the father-in-law of the herald had already stood in front of the door of the No. A cell with two shocked faces.

"Sun Simiao takes the order!"

"Emperor Zhao said: Sun Simiao, the director of Liupintai Hospital, is conscientious and responsible, and after investigation, there is no fault, and he is hereby appointed as the president of the outer hospital of Tai Hospital, and he can be promoted to the fifth grade, and he can go to his post!

Soon, the herald's father-in-law read the entire content of the decree.

"Dean Sun, take the order, the official sedan chair is already waiting outside the prison door!"

The next moment, the father-in-law spoke again.