Zhang Dagui, Lin Chao and Wu Sheng felt that their livers were about to pop out of their throats.

It's the first time that the three of them have grown so big, and it's the first time they've seen so much money, on one side is the broken silver of the white flowers, and on the other side is a string of copper coins piled up in boxes.

Liu Fu is very determined, because this thing used to be seen from time to time in the Dong Mansion, and more than these can often be seen, and it is no longer strange.

Cai Yao glanced at it and said: "Look at it like this, no one has touched these four boxes of money in the past half a month, and the last time the account was three thousand two hundred and sixty-seven taels of broken silver, and the total amount of copper coins was one hundred and fifty yuan." ”

Wu Sheng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, staring at the white silver and foaming: "It's still worth silver!" ”

"Nonsense!" Lin Chao pursed his lips and said, "Just hold a hand of silver, you can reach a box of copper coins, do you say it's worth it." ”

The silver of the Ning Dynasty is not a circulating currency, only some wealthy people will use it for the convenience of carrying, and the common people still use copper coins to trade, but it does not mean that silver cannot be spent, the silver flowing from the hands of the rich goes to the hands of the people, and they can also get the silver shop to exchange for equivalent copper coins, which can also be understood as silver is just a kind of goods.

In the face of so much money, Dong Ce was not only unhappy, but a little unhappy, after all, Cai Yao also said that there were at least 20,000 guan, but now it is only more than 3,000, but this is not the time to pursue Cai Yao, so he said: "Move back." He and Liu Fu picked up a box of silver and left first.

Although in ancient times, it was half a catty and eight taels, and a box of silver was two hundred catties, it sounds like there should be no problem for two people to carry it, but in fact, for Dong Ce, whether it is two hundred or three hundred, the weight is very terrifying, but compared to the three boxes of copper coins, Dong Ce would rather take silver!

Although a box of copper coins is only fifty yuan, Dong Ce has weighed it, which has always been calculated by his later generations, at least seven or eight catties, and a box is at least three hundred and five, even if two adult men lift it up, it is laborious enough.

But Dong Ce never expected that he was the first to lift the silver, but the result was far less efficient than Zhang Dagui's four people, these four girls lifted the box of more than 300 catties and looked excited, walking like flying, and instantly overtook him and carried it into the carriage.

At the end, Zhang Dagui also pulled Wu Sheng to run over with a hippie smile and said: "Sect Master, this kind of rough work is still reported by his subordinates, you rest, don't flash your waist!" ”

"Holy." Dong Ce scolded secretly, and immediately beckoned Liu Fu to put down the silver, and then asked Zhang Dagui and Wu Sheng to carry the silver into his carriage.

After a few people filled in the dug vegetable patch, Cai Yao didn't forget to lock it, and the group secretly returned to the Xicheng courtyard from the secluded path.

This time back and forth, it was almost dawn at the end of the toss, Dong Ce asked Zhang Dagui to take three boxes of copper coins to the Xuezi Temple and wait for the victims who would buy firewood, rice, oil, salt, clothes and quilts tomorrow, by the way, let him take Cai Yao over to live, of course, before leaving, he naturally had to remind Zhang Dagui!

But after they left, Dong Ce and Liu Fu hid the silver, and he hid the silver very ordinarily, leaving a few hundred taels of expenses, and pouring the rest into the rice jar, and then adding a few wooden planks, and then pouring the rice into it and burying it.

When the work was over, Dong Ce washed casually, undressed and rested.

On the third day of the next day, Dong Ce got up in a trance in Liu Fu's cry, and asked Liu Fu to boil a bucket of water, while waiting for the water to boil hot, he practiced yoga, and after stretching his muscles and bones, he did some strengthening exercises, and then he sweated profusely to take a bath.

Dong Ce basically insisted on these simple exercises once a day, but he recently considered whether to strengthen it a little, otherwise he would not be able to make others fight with a few words when he encountered the situation like last night.

Cai Yao's gang, the leader speaks without brains, and the loyalty of his subordinates is pitiful, they are all working for money, in this case, he can naturally make the other party infighting, but if he is replaced by the backbone of the cult, there are a few more ruthless people like Fan Guan and Tie Xiong, he is really dangerous!

Although it is true that if you encounter this situation, you may still die nine times if you practice, but if you don't practice, you will definitely die ten deaths, Dong Ce once again feels how important the famous words of the helmsman Chen are!

It wasn't until noon that Dong Ce came to the art garden.

Now that the government has issued a notice saying that the murder case has been solved, even the reason is not leaky, what kind of cult bribed and arrested Yang You'er, so that he pushed the location of the deceased to the head of the art garden, and wanted to use this as an excuse to disturb the peace of Jinling Mansion, and the government ordered Qin Qi to be shrewd and saw through the cult's tricks at a glance, so he led the torture and arrest room to use the trick and how to set the trap, and after several open and secret battles, he finally found out the traitor and wiped out the cultists.

Among them, there is nothing to do with Dong Ce at all, but he is also happy to relax, Qin Qi is not afraid of the retaliation of the Shanhe Society, that is because he has a master guard under his hands, but Dong Ce is different, although there are also a group of people under his hands, but most of these people are women and children, even if there are a few young people, they have never been exposed to this dangerous situation, and I am afraid that Dong Ce will have to protect it when something happens!

It's not a wise move to clash head-on with the Shanhe Society now, although the paper can't hold the fire, but it can drag on for a while.

Although the case has been solved, the business of the art garden is far from what it used to be, there can be three to five hundred customers during the day, and barely more than 100 at night, and the money received every day is not enough to maintain the livelihood of the art garden.

It is also mainly a drama with three shows a day, and Dong Ce has not stopped a relationship, otherwise he can save a lot of money just for lamp oil.

After having lunch with everyone in the art garden, Dong Ce was about to make a round, when he suddenly heard that Liu Fu hurriedly came over to report, saying that Fang Zhutou was coming, and he heard that he had come once in the morning, but he left when he learned that Dong Ce was not there.

After hearing this, Dong Ce suddenly remembered what he promised Fang Shuwei last night, and he couldn't help but be short of breath for a while, and he regretted causing this trouble, but since he agreed, with Dong Ce's temperament, how could he treat his words as a fart.

When Dong Ce came to the teahall and saw Fang Shuwei for the first time, his eyes lit up, because it was the second time he saw Fang Shuwei wearing a skirt, although it was still dark, but in addition to the skirt, she seemed to have dressed up a little, looking more beautiful, and even Dong Ce had a sense of excitement, but when he saw this woman coming, he immediately frowned, and seemed to be about to have a seizure, so he hurriedly said: "Come with me." ”

Not allowing Fang Shuwei to ask, Dong Ce had already left the tearoom first.

"Hey, can you tell me something?" Fang Shuwei was stunned for a moment, and immediately chased out of the tearoom in a hurry.

When he arrived outside the art garden, Liu Fu had already brought out Dong Ce's new mount, the little donkey Chilu.

Dong Ce is still quite satisfied with this donkey, although he has a horse, but it is a pack horse, as for what breed Dong Ce is not clear, he only knows that the horse was cultivated by the westward caravan of the merchant guild, and I heard that they are a horse breed bought from the southwest, which should belong to a kind of plateau horse.

Although he can also ride, Dong Ce can't come, and secondly, his horse is actually not much different from this donkey!

In this case, Dong Ce would rather ride a donkey.

"Where are you going?" After Fang Shuwei saw Dong Ce riding on his Chilu, she asked curiously.

"Ming Jian Xuan." After Dong Ce finished speaking, he shook the reins, and the little donkey carried him slowly towards the center of the city.