Otherworldly, in a secluded study.

Ten gold ingots are neatly stacked in a delicate wooden box, which exudes an intoxicating luster under the illumination of the light.

Qin Feng's eyes were a little fluttering, in his original world, this at least meant hundreds of thousands of wealth. Even in a cosmopolitan city like the seaside, it's like a house...... The down payment was made.

Of course, he had to bring it back smoothly, and then find a suitable channel to get rid of it safely, and then exchange it for cash before he could consider buying a house or a car.

“…… How is it? ”

A hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly, pulling his thoughts back.

The man who spoke was a man in brocade clothes in his thirties, who looked quite handsome, but his face was quite pale and haggard, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his bloodshot eyes were looking at him with hope. It's as if a desperate drowning man is looking at the only straw that can be saved.

That's right, in the eyes of Zhao Yuanjin, the envoy of Jiedu, this young man with strange clothes, an unfamiliar accent, and appeared in his study without warning is the only lifesaver he can count on at present.

Outside the walls of the county town, tens of thousands of counterinsurgency troops of the imperial court have been besieging the city for many days. The grain and grass in the city are almost exhausted, people's hearts are fluctuating, rumors are spreading, and the city is afraid that it will only be overnight.

At that time, he, the self-proclaimed envoy of the Cangshui Festival and the leader of the righteous army, Zhao Yuanjin, was beheaded by all the people, and the nine clans of Zhulian were killed, and it became an inevitable outcome without a place to be buried, and there was absolutely no reason to be spared.

Take the initiative to surrender the city? To save your life?

The bureaucrats and subordinates under his command may be able to do so, and perhaps when the chief general of the imperial court is in a good mood, he can also generously take credit for it. But if it were Zhao Yuanjin himself, the result would still not make any difference, at most he would die happily and get a whole corpse.

No way, he is the leader of the rebel army, a traitor giant who has a name registered in the temple. It is possible for anyone not to die, but he must die!

Therefore, Zhao Yuanjin, who knew that there was no way out, chose to defend the city. With less than 10,000 men and horses under his command, he fought fiercely with the imperial army for many days, and now he is on the verge of exhaustion.

There are no reinforcements outside, and there is no food and grass inside. The unsolvable predicament forced this festival to make the adult want to commit suicide several times, but there was always an unwilling anger in his heart, which made him continue to grit his teeth and hold on, looking forward to the moment when a miracle would appear.

Then, Qin Feng appeared.

At that time, Zhao Yuanjin was thinking hard about a good way to retreat from the enemy in the study, and this young man who quietly appeared like a ghost frightened him a lot, and once thought that he was hallucinating.

Qin Feng was actually traveling through time and space for the second time, and the first time he was unprepared, he didn't stay long before returning to his original world when he was flustered, and he didn't alarm anyone here. The second time I came, it was just when the lord of the festival was sighing and frowning sadly in the study.

After a short period of fright, he found that he could barely understand each other's language, and after some exchange and answers, Qin Feng finally roughly understood the situation in this world, and also understood what kind of crisis Zhao Yuanjin was facing.

Today's Great Qi Dynasty has been plagued by natural disasters for many years, the people are not living well, and the court and the officials and aristocracy have been corrupted to the extreme. Since three years ago, the world has been full of smoke, wars have been continuous, and the homeless rebels have emerged in endlessly.

Zhao Yuanjin is one of the many rebels of the homeless people. This guy, who was originally from a wealthy family and had also been admitted to the exam, saw that the imperial court was about to run out, the law was collapsing, and the world was about to usher in great changes. finally couldn't stand the prodding of his henchmen, scattered all his wealth to recruit troops, and also pulled up a rebel team.

At first, with a little momentum, a little shrewdness, and a little necessary luck, this Zhao Yuanjin actually won several battles in a row. In more than a year, he won the land of the two counties one after another, and then proclaimed himself the envoy of the festival, established the official system, and gathered many people, and the team quickly expanded to more than 30,000 people.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, although the court was decayed, but the hundred-legged insect died but did not stiffen. With the return of several veteran generals who have lost power for many years, they regained control of the army and led the army to quell the rebellion and extinguish the fire. Many short-sighted and unlucky rebel army exiles were exterminated one after another.

The territory occupied by Zhao Yuanjin belonged to the rich Jiangnan region, and the momentum of tossing was not small, so he was unfortunately targeted by the imperial army all the way.

After several battles, this Jiedu envoy, who had only been in business for a long time, was mercilessly beaten back to his original form. Along the way, the soldiers were finally trapped in this Jingnan county town, and the territory they had worked hard to build was completely lost.

After many days of siege battles, Zhao Yuanjin's men and horses were killed and wounded, and now there are less than 5,000 soldiers who can fight, and there is not much grain and grass left.

If Qin Feng hadn't appeared, his bleak ending would have basically been without suspense.

"Immortal Chief, what do you think of this gold?" Zhao Yuan asked nervously.

"Very good, you wait for me two...... No, in an hour, I'll be back. ”

Qin Feng just wanted to talk for two hours, but immediately realized that this was a parallel world similar to ancient China, and immediately changed his words.

"That's okay, I'm waiting for the good news of the immortal chief." Zhao Yuan said earnestly.

In his eyes, this young man who came and went without a trace should be the legendary immortal, right? That's why he tried to ask Qin Feng to help him with advice and solve the current predicament.

Of course, Qin Feng is not the kind of peerless national warrior with the talent of heaven and earth, how can there be any way to think about it? Moreover, in the face of such a dead situation, I am afraid that even the resurrection of Guo Jia, Zhuge Kongming, Liu Bowen and others will be powerless.

It's just that I've never eaten pork, and I've always seen pigs run. He loves online literature, he has read countless novels about farming in another world, and in the face of the current situation, he quickly found the key point: food.

What conditions are the most important in the troubled times and competing for hegemony in the world? Some say talent, some say it's financial resources, some say it's territory, some say it's timing, and all have quite good arguments.

Of course, these statements are correct, but in Qin Feng's view, the core condition is still food. The soldiers and horses did not move, and the grain and grass went first. Without it, your million-strong army will fall apart in an instant.

A very key reason for the many changes of dynasty in history is that a large number of landless and hungry people have no livelihood, and they have to rise up in order to have a full stomach, killing officials and rebelling and eating big households in order to fight for a way to survive.

Therefore, Qin Feng naturally put forward the request of gold for food, which is also a choice that can maximize his own interests.

With a wave of his hand, a clear light swept through, and the wooden box containing the gold ingots on the table had already been stored in the dimensional space in his body. Immediately, Qin Feng's figure also disappeared without a trace.

In the dark, the simple furnishings of the rental house reappeared.

Qin Feng took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was almost noon at the moment, and there was a time difference of three or four hours between him and the other world, and the speed of time passing seemed to be somewhat different.

He thought about it for a while, rummaged through the cabinets and found an old electronic scale, took out the gold ingots and weighed them. The ten gold ingots are all the same size specifications, and each ingot weighs ten taels, about 385 grams.

According to Zhao Yuanjin's statement, what he took out was a hundred taels of gold, and Qin Feng did not suspect that he was lying to himself. It is normal for weights and measures in ancient times to differ from those of today.

In the new century, one tael is equivalent to 50 grams. However, in the Qin and Han dynasties, one or two only had more than 16 grams, from the Northern and Southern Dynasties to the Tang and Song dynasties, the Ming and Qing dynasties, the standard of weights and measures has also changed many times, and in the early Ming Dynasty, the standard of one or two was roughly 37.5 grams.

The parallel world that Qin Feng traveled through is similar to ancient China, but it is not clear what period it is in, and we will gradually understand it later.

He didn't linger too long, pulling out a black backpack and stuffing the wooden box with gold inside. I put on a coat and hurried out, walked to the street outside the community, hailed a taxi, and headed for the city center.

Lu Fu Yuan gold shop.

The taxi stopped at the door, Qin Feng got out of the car, took a slight look at the richly decorated storefront, took out his sunglasses from his pocket, and walked inside.

Gold can be recovered by state-owned banks, well-known large gold shops, private gold shops, numerous pawn shops, legal or illegal. However, in order to avoid attracting the attention of interested people, the bank is not suitable to go, and it must be a formal invoice procedure; The price of the pawn shop fluctuates greatly, and it is easy to be cheated without an acquaintance's introduction; Therefore, only the gold shop is the most suitable choice.

Of course, a large amount of handling fees will also be deducted in the gold store, 30 to 40 yuan per gram, which is indeed relatively dark, but now the market practice is like this, and there is no way to care too much.

Qin Feng walked into the main entrance, came to the counter on the inside, and said a few words to the young waiter, who immediately called the manager and politely invited him into the reception room inside.

A moment later.

“…… Sir, after testing, the purity of your gold is not very high, only more than 90%. The manager said to him.

"This is something handed down from the ancestors, it's normal that the purity is not high, right?" Qin Feng said with a smile.

Due to smelting technology, the purity of ancient gold is generally not very high. Even the pure gold in the treasury of the imperial court in the past dynasties, the purity standard fluctuated between 77% and 93%, and the purity of gold exceeding 93% is rare, and it is obviously not comparable with the thousand pure gold in modern society.

The manager nodded and said: "Since this is the case, remove the impurities, and give you 280 yuan a gram, and make up a whole number to give you 960,000, after all, it is very troublesome for us to repurify it." ”

Now that it is the first half of 2023, the market price of gold fluctuates around 360 yuan, and the manager's quotation is indeed dark, but Qin Feng is too lazy to care, nodding and agreeing.

By the time he left the main entrance of the gold store, there were already 960,000 Huaxia coins in his bank card.

With the money, the rest is simple. Qin Feng went straight to the car rental market, spent money to rent a small sealed container truck, and then drove to the door of a large supermarket. He himself had a driver's license after graduating from high school, so he had no problem driving this car.

I went in and bought 30 bags of rice and 30 bags of flour, all of which were 10 kilograms of size, and they were the cheapest kind, and I used a shopping cart to get them out in multiple times and paid at the cash register, which cost no more than 4,000 yuan.

Then Qin Feng hired two people to help move things into the car, drove around the suburbs, and picked a place where there were no surveillance cameras and stopped. Open the back door of the container truck and go in, put all sixty bags of grain into the dimensional space, and then come out as if nothing happened, and drive back to his rental house.

"There will be a lot of transactions in the future, and maybe you should consider renting a warehouse as soon as possible, and in an unobtrusive part of the suburbs." He pondered silently.

Enter the bedroom, turn around and lock the door and close the curtains. After confirming that there was no problem, his figure disappeared from the room in the next second.