Chapter 9: What Do You Want Most?
Shi Zuo's gaze was suddenly attracted by the crisp "click" sound: "...... Good ingenious design. β
The wooden box was not only exquisitely designed, but also gave him a faint sense of familiarity.
Have you seen this kind of wooden box before?
Shi Zuo tried to remember, and looked at Shen Jinchu with a little curiosity, wondering what kind of treasure she was hiding, but the little girl remembered the truth of "wealth is not exposed" instructed by her mother, so she only opened a gap in the treasure chest and groped for a small gold cake.
Only the palm-sized gold cake is engraved with auspicious cloud relief, weighing about 100 grams, a small piece, looking very exquisite.
And behind the gold cake, there is also a seal engraved.
ββThe first year of Anxing.
"Gold?" Jiang Yu, who hadn't noticed the pattern, frowned in disgust, "What is the price of gold now?" β
"It's about 400 yuan per gram," Shi Zuo stared at the auspicious cloud pattern for a long time and muttered, "But Jiang Shao, this, may not be measured according to the normal gold price." β
Jiang Yu casually pulled the bathrobe, draped it on his body casually, and strode over.
Shen Jinchu handed him the golden cake and said crisply: "Is this enough?" β
"One hundred grams of pure gold, the price is only about 40,000 yuan," Jiang Yu casually threw the gold cake into Shizuo's hand, "My Jiang Yu's house will cost you 10,000 yuan for accommodation one night, isn't it expensive?" β
Shen Jinchu tilted his head, his expression was a little confused: "Isn't this enough?" β
Before Jiang Yu could speak, Shi Zuo handed his mobile phone to Jiang Yu: "Jiang Shao, you take a look at this first." β
The screen shows an information page of an auction house, showing a similarly sized gold cake with the words "Anxing First Year" engraved on it, but there is no pattern, just a simple round cake.
The transaction price below is impressively written: 32,000,000.00 yuan
β¦β¦ Thirty-two million?
"If she is ten thousand a day, she can live for three thousand two hundred days, that is, eight years, nine months and ten days," Shi Zuo said with a clear look, "and according to my estimate, the value of this golden cake is much higher than that on the auction page." β
Jiang Yu's eyelids jumped slightly, he took the golden cake again, looked at it carefully, and then said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then you can live first." β
Before Shen Jinchu could be happy, he heard the man say slowly: "The accommodation fee is over, now let's talk about the catering fee." β
Division Left: ......
Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you bullied a little girl like this?
In the end, Shen Jinchu pulled out a small golden cake from the box, and Jiang Yucai took it away with satisfaction and asked Shi Zuo to arrange Shen Jinchu's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
In the afternoon, a gray-haired old man carried a small suitcase, walked slowly into Jiang Yu's study, and bowed tremblingly: "Jiang Shao, good afternoon." β
"Doctor Hu, hello," Jiang Yu sat on the chair and glanced at him, his tone a little careless, "I called you here this time to ask you to help me see if a person is telling the truth." β
Dr. Hu looked at the box he was carrying: "Do you have any medicine?" β
"Use hypnosis," Jiang Yu's eyes sank slightly, "If you find that something is wrong, you can use medicine again." β
The two of them arrived at Shen Jinchu's door one after the other, and just as they wanted to raise their hands and knock on the door, the servant at the door whispered, "Miss Shen is taking a nap." β
"That's more convenient," Dr. Hu smiled slightly, "and the old man has a craft that can guide people to confide in their sleep, and it is more accurate and safe than hypnosis." β
Jiang Yu nodded and pushed the door directly.
This room was originally a guest room, and after Shen Jinchu moved in, Shi Zuo changed the sheets, quilts, curtains, and even wallpaper to baby pink, Jiang Yu looked at the girl who was sleeping sweetly in a patch of pink, and his cold eyebrows slowed slightly.
Just look at the way she eats, sleeps, sleeps, and eats, and she doesn't deserve to be a killer or a spy.
Dr. Hu walked to the bedside, first probed the girl's snort and pulse, and then nodded, "I am indeed asleep." β
Dr. Hu took out a bell and tapped it gently in the girl's ear.
The sound of the bell was muffled, but it was extraordinarily long, and Shen Jinchu chirped and slept more soundly.
Seeing this, Dr. Hu began to ask in a soft voice, "Who are you?" β
The little girl moved, and a soft voice sounded: "Shen Jinchu." β
"How old are you?"
"Nineteen."
"Where are you from?"
"The courtyard on the mountain."
"Where did your gold cake come from?"
"Daddy gave it."
"What do you want most right now?"
Shen Jinchu, who had answered neatly just now, suddenly closed his mouth, Jiang Yu looked at her suddenly tangled little face, his eyes instantly sank, and there was a hint of danger in his expression.
"I, I want to ......" Shen Jinchu frowned, his little nose twitched, looking very embarrassed, "I want roast chicken, grilled fish, glutinous rice balls, Buddha jumping over the wall, West Lake vinegar fish, hibiscus chicken slices, squirrel osmanthus fish, Longjing shrimp ......"
Jiang Yu: ......
He sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, so be it." β
He had no intention of inquiring into Shen Jinchu's privacy, knowing that she didn't want to be unfavorable to him, and he didn't bother to care about the rest.
At most, it is more than one mouth to eat at home, what can be the big deal?