"Okay, Feng Gongzi, I haven't encountered such a rare object in the next place, so I can't be sure for a while, if it is less, Gongzi can mention it again,"

After Hong Million finished speaking, he stretched out a palm and separated his five fingers, "Five hundred taels, how about it?"

"Can Hong Chaofeng make it clear? What is five hundred taels?" Feng Fei knew that Hong Million was deliberately saying this unclearly, the consistent method of businessmen, but he really didn't understand, if he was talking about gold and he understood it as silver, then it would be a big loss, so he simply asked directly.

"Hehe, of course it's gold, how about it?" Hong Million smiled and took a sip of tea.

Feng Fei remembered that the current price of gold is about 300 per gram, one tael is 15,000, 500 taels is 7.5 million, and the cost is only five cents for a lighter.

"Okay, deal!" Although Feng Fei was amazed in his heart that a fire machine was sold at such a high price, but seven and a half million yuan could not make him as excited as he was now, after all, he was now worth tens of millions.

Hong Million was stunned, the price he offered was the lowest price in his mind, he thought that the other party would make a counteroffer, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth, his mind changed rapidly, this person either didn't care about this product, or his family was extremely rich.

"Hehe, okay, refreshing, I don't know if Feng Gongzi wants a silver ticket or cash?"

"Cash, but I'm tired of the red shopkeeper to help me find an inn to live in, and five hundred taels of gold will be sent to the inn," It's not okay to put the money in ancient times, Feng Fei has to find a private place and quietly bring it back to the space.

There is no particularly complicated procedure, the two sides sign on the note, and then press the handprint, there is a small episode in the middle, Feng Fei lied that his wrist was injured, and it was inconvenient to use the pen, so he asked Hong Million to help him sign, anyway, Feng Fei didn't care about a lighter, and he wouldn't come to redeem it in the future, and he wasn't afraid that he would do anything on the note.

The young man Xiao Liuzi drove a carriage and sent five hundred taels of gold and Feng Fei to an inn called "Tongfulai", and the store money was red and one million to help pay in advance for ten days.

Sending off Xiao Liuzi, Feng Fei hurriedly closed the door, and then took out a piece of gold to look at carefully, the shape was not "ingot", but an ordinary trapezoidal gold bar, with a groove at the bottom, engraved with the word "Rongqing".

Feng Fei knew that gold was not a commonly used currency in circulation in ancient times, and it would not have a fixed style like silver, and many owners would melt it into their liking according to their own preferences.

However, gold also has a very strict exchange system, for example, one tael of gold in the Ming Dynasty is equal to eight taels of silver, and one tael of silver is equal to one thousand copper coins, but each dynasty is different, and Feng Fei still doesn't know which dynasty this is.

The two of them sent the gold back to the space, leaving only a gold bar, weighed it, about half a catty, and kept it for a silver ticket or silver after dawn.

Feng Fei's curiosity about the ancient world is no worse than Hu Xiaoli's, but he also has his own plans, in ancient times, just sell things for gold and silver, and then take them to the real world to exchange for RMB, less is okay, once he takes out more gold and silver, it will inevitably attract the attention of some people, so this method can be used once, and it can't be used more.

But Feng Fei has other ways, he has made a fortune by growing vegetables, and he has come to this ancient era when wasteland is full of mountains and wilderness, how can he let it go?

The immediate goal is to find a way to buy a piece of land, build a farm, and transfer all the harvest to the real-world farm, so that you can make money in the open.

Now that the night is very deep, Feng Fei always felt that he had no sense of security at all in ancient times, and he often played in TV dramas, what kind of thieves, flower thieves, and all kinds of thieves, human life is like grass mustard, and the main role of the government is to oppress the people.

In such a chaotic society, Feng Fei really didn't want to spend the night here, but Hu Xiaoli was so excited that she lay on the bed and said that she wouldn't go back, "I haven't slept in bed yet! ”

Feng Fei felt aggrieved in his heart, and muttered, "I thought you monsters didn't need to sleep......

"What are you muttering?" Hu Xiaoli's ears were very pointed, and she immediately got up and glared at Feng Fei.

"Hehe, I said I'll go open another room, and you take a break. After saying that, he ran out as if he were running away.

Feng Fei slapped the gold bars on the counter, and when he was shouting to open the room, the counter guy was scared, knowing that this was a distinguished guest of Rongqing Pawnshop, he didn't dare to offend, but he didn't take the gold bars to pay the bill, so he asked cautiously, "Childe, can you pay the bill with silver?"

"Why, you don't take gold?" Feng Fei asked in surprise.

"Hehe, receive, of course receive, but your gold bar, to say the least, is half a catty, and it is more than sixty taels in silver, and the small shop can't earn so much in a day, and the shopkeeper is not there at night, and there is not much money left, all for you to redeem huàn, and then the guests who come to stay in the hotel, the small one can't find money......" The guy explained with a sad face.

"Then how much does it cost for you to stay in the hotel for a day?" Feng Fei wondered, Ququ was dozens of taels of silver, and an inn couldn't take it out.

"If you go back to Gongzi, if you stay in a small shop for a day, the best room will be 500 yuan,"

Feng Fei suddenly thought that he had read too many novels, and always thought that a tael of silver in ancient times was like a dollar now, but in fact, a tael of silver still had a lot of purchasing power in ancient times, about equivalent to more than 600 yuan in modern times, and a catty of gold was 16 taels in ancient times, and half a catty of gold was equal to 8 taels, which is the saying of half a catty and 8 taels.

Feng Fei, who understood the reason, also felt that it was too much to show off his wealth by taking out the gold bars to pay the bill, so he smiled and said to the guy, "Brother, then I'll stay in the hotel first, and I'll give you money tomorrow, okay?"

"Hey, the son is tormenting the little one, the little one doesn't dare to call you a brother, you can live there, you can give the money whenever you want, I'll open an upper room for you, well, it's next door to the room you just had, this is your key," the guy didn't expect this son to speak so approachable, he was a lowly guy, how dare he have a relationship with the noble guest of the Rongqing pawnshop, and hurriedly opened a room for Feng Fei.

Feng Fei is very helpless about the psychology of ancient people, this can't be helped, feudal society, some people are born to be superior, and some people are inferior all their lives, the best fate is the shop pù guy or something, worse, can only enter the house of some dignitaries and nobles to be a house slave, when the time comes, a bad service, beating and scolding is light, and Yan zhòng's life may be gone.

These identity concepts have been integrated into their bones, and the scenes of those minions and masters who are called brothers and sisters in the TV series are pure nonsense.

After staying in this world for five days, only one night had passed in reality, Feng Fei had plenty of time to experience the ancient world, and a night's sleep could be completely wasted.

Early the next morning, the guy knocked on the door to deliver washing water, which was much better than the current hotel service, Feng Fei simply washed his face, and the guest room would be cleaned up by the guy, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.

The guy who cleaned up the guest room was not the one on the counter yesterday, but a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, who looked very good-looking, but he was very thin and small, and he often drank poorly, Feng Fei sat on the seat and drank the tea he sent, and said, "Little brother, can you do me a favor?"

The young man hurriedly stopped what he was doing and stood in front of Feng Fei with a respectful face, "The little one is called Ma Wu, what does the son need to order?"