In the bag, the so-called "private money" has a full 12 silver snakes.

Having learned about the surrounding monetary system through memory, this is not a huge amount of money, but it is definitely enough.

1 silver snake can be exchanged for an average of 200 copper swallows, which will fluctuate slightly depending on the situation, but generally does not exceed 10.

And one kilogram of ordinary bread, the staple food of the islanders, is worth 1 copper swallow.

That's how much an adult eats in a day.

An ordinary boatswain knife costs more than 100 copper swallows on this island.

The amount of money that a carpenter who has graduated from the school can earn in a year is about a little more than five silver snakes.

That is to say, the private money in his hands now is worth two years of carpenter's salary.

For the average family, it is a good choice to let their children become carpenters.

The father in my memory is about this level, maybe better but not much better.

"Private money" equivalent to two years' salary?

Is it really okay?

With so much money, was it true that he was not beaten to death by his mother at that time?

"Oh my God, little Arka, what are you doing?"

At this time, a woman in a linen shirt with a yellowed apron stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

When she saw Arka doing something, she hurried over.

He patted the dust on his body vigorously, then held his head with both hands and carefully examined it up and down.

"You've just been sick, and you should be resting in bed now. There's no treasure to dig up in the house, my little treasure hunter. ”

In response to her, Arka smiled somewhat awkwardly.

In the past few days, in order to recall all the memories of the original body, Arka has been lying in bed pretending to be sick, trying not to communicate too much with former acquaintances.

The one in front of him is his neighbor, who seems to be very familiar with his former mother, and can be regarded as a relative.

She pretended to be sick for the most frequent time, and she cared most about Arka.

I didn't expect to be arrested directly.

The brain is running like crazy.

Arka said directly: "Aunt Marcy, I just remembered that my father once left some money for me here. ”

He smiled a little awkwardly as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, congratulations, you've dug up the treasure again."

Aunt Marcy said in a slightly perfunctory tone.

Picking up the bag of gold coins wrapped in a lot of dirt in his hand, he grabbed Alka's shoulders and pushed him into the room.

He kept muttering, "But now, you should lie in bed and get some rest." ”

It's so strong.

Arka was completely incapable of resisting and was pushed into the room.

I could only sit on the edge of the bed helplessly.

Aunt Marcy patted the gold coin bag in her hand, slapped almost all the dirt off it, and nodded with satisfaction after looking relatively clean.

The bag of gold coins was placed on the bedside table.

A series of movements, none of which left Arka's line of sight.

"Your father has finally done some work, and he has left you a good fortune."

As soon as she lifted the gold coin bag, she could detect the approximate number of silver coins inside by the weight and the sound of the collision.

And the reason why Arka said it directly is also because this amount of money is not enough to move people's hearts.

There is less need to be secretive.

Aunt Marcy went to the kitchen on the side of the room, and the kitchen in the stone house was open.

"With this money, you can learn a little trade, stonemasonry and carpenter, Hans and Thoma's skills are not bad."

"Maybe you can go outside the island to learn how to cook, the food in the tavern is too uncomfortable, but go to the outer island......"

Her voice began to babble, along with the sound of her cooking.

"If you don't like it, just plant the land, the two fields left by your mother, we still help you plant.

With this money, two more plots of land will be enough to live on every year. ”

"All of this is thanks to the protection of the Stone Mother."

Hearing this, Arka who had not spoken all this time hurriedly replied: "Thank you for the protection of the Stone Mother." ”

It's almost instinctive.

However, Alka's silence gradually stopped Aunt Marcy's nagging.

As she was washing the vegetables, she turned her head to stare at Arka next to the bed.

With a little unknown emotion in his tone, he said: "I know that your dream has always been to become a treasure hunter on the sea, but you must know that the sea is too dangerous, and the so-called treasure hunter is even more so.

Pirates, storms, sea monsters, all of these can easily take your life. ”

"If anything happens to you, your mother's soul will not rest in peace, and your damned father."

After that, the whole room fell silent.

Only the sound of cooking can be heard from time to time.

Alka's memories show that his parents disappeared when he was about 10 years old.

Although no bones were found, it wasn't long before Aunt Marcy said that her parents were dead.

That's what the people on the island say.

Since then, although he has lived alone at home, Aunt Marcy next door has basically become his second mother.

In my memory, I was still more afraid of her.

Aunt Marcy was not short in stature, and it was said that the few big men waiting for her were not necessarily her opponents.

Arka, who was accustomed to being a gentle mother, can imagine what kind of sanctions the naughty would receive at that time.

But I learned about it through the memory of Alka.

Aunt Marcy is really nice person.

It's just a little bit of violence.

Well, it's really just a little bit.

……

At dusk, Aunt Marcy brought the prepared meal to the table.

"Let's eat, Siggett is coming back, and I have to go back to cook for them."

After saying that, he wiped his hands on his apron, and pushed open the wooden door without waiting for Arka's answer.

At this time, he stopped by the wooden door and turned his head and said, "Let's have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow I feel fine, and then go on your treasure hunt." ”

There was a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"Hmm."

Arka nodded hurriedly, the tone was all too familiar to him.

Aunt Marcy then walked out satisfied.

After leaving, he sat down at the table, picked up bread, dipped it in the stew, and ate it.

The bread is unexpectedly good, but the stew has no taste, only a slight salty taste.

After all, all kinds of spices are expensive in this era.

But at least it can be eaten, and it won't make him feel sick or unacceptable.

Flip the treasure hunt to that page of the map and read it.

In the field of vision, the small white dot next to his house on the map has completely lost its light and has dimmed.

Does that mean you have got the treasure?

Reaching out and trying to click on it.

【Hidden Private Money】(Harvest)

【Difficulty: Junior】

[Popularity: 2]

[Treasure information: Something that my father buried many years ago.] 】

[Treasure Harvest: "Silver Snake" ×12. 】

"It's not much different from before, and there is an extra word (harvest) after the name.

An additional entry shows the benefits of the treasure. ”

At this time, Arka inexplicably felt a whim.

Pick up the quill on the side of the table and dip it, and tick the location of the white dot on the map.

Seeing this tick, Arka smiled.

Instinctively reacted, and great satisfaction rose in my heart.

Then, I couldn't help but go towards the last white dot that I didn't check.

This white spot is at the back of the island, on the edge of a cliff by the sea.