Qin Di washed the bracelet and handed it to her, and said, "There are a few ancient books inside, a flying sword, and more than a dozen real spirit stones, see if you can take them out." ”

Yan Xue took the bracelet, and while she was happy, she also had doubts: "Sir, I saw the ancient book inside, and there was a small silver sword, I don't know how to take it out." ”

Qin Di said: "First input the spiritual energy on the Naxu Stone, and then take it out with your divine sense and mind. ”

Yan Xue tried several times, and suddenly pulled out a silver sword, which shone brightly and was only three inches long.

Qin Di said: "Your skill is too weak, you can't use this sword for the time being, take it back." ”

Yan Xue put the sword back and took out another ancient book.

Qin Di glanced at it and found that the title of the book was written "Yunhai Mirror Source", and he couldn't help but be a little surprised. He took the ancient book, opened it and looked at it carefully, and found that it was Yan Zhenqing's true handiwork that had been lost for thousands of years!

"Ah, this is a national treasure! I can't get it for any money! I have to keep it well, and don't break it. ”

He looked at Yan Xue and said, "There are still a few books, take them out and take a look." ”

Yan Xue took out all the books.

Qin Di looked at it and said, "These books are Taoist classics of the Tang Dynasty, although they are of some value, they are far less valuable than Yan Zhenqing's authentic works. ”

He asked Yan Xue to put away all the ancient books, and then helped clean the remaining items.

He was cleaning a belt by himself, this belt was made of the belly skin of a python, and there was a piece of white jade inlaid in front of it, and there was a broad bean-sized Naxu stone inside, which was enough to hold dozens of cubic meters, and what was even more valuable was that there was a small Naxu stone on the right side of the belt, and there were hundreds of spirit stones in it!

Qin Di pinched the belt, looked over and over, and suddenly, he found that the inside of the white jade was engraved with two very small words "Zuo Ci".

Seeing these two words, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and thought: "Zuo Ci is a person from the Three Kingdoms period, he is the legendary earth immortal, can it be said that he has not risen in the day?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh!

Qin Di looked at the rest of the treasures again, including two flying swords, an axe, and a hoe, all of which looked sharp, as well as some gossip mirrors, law seals, ruyi, tokens, town altar wood, magic rulers, wooden fish, ghost sticks, copper bells, bells and drums, and other things.

He didn't need most of these magic weapons, because the times had changed, and he didn't want to be a Taoist.

He cleaned all his belongings and put them in the storage belt, then returned along the same route, collected some lingzhi, walked out of the spiritual cave, and continued westward along Kunlun Mountain.

When they walked near Hotan, Xinjiang, they found a large area of jade veins.

Qin Di tried to dig in the mountains with a magic tool hoe, and found that it was not difficult to use it to dig mountains and mines.

He spent half a month digging dozens of meters along the ore veins and found dozens of lower-grade spirit stones. He put away the spirit stone, and then dug up a lot of mutton fat white jade and put it in the storage belt.

At this time, it was the Republic of China, because the people's livelihood was withering, even if it was mutton fat and white jade, it could not be sold for high rank. If you stay in the 21st century, it's worth the old nose money!

The two continued westward, all the way to the Pamirs, where no further discoveries were made.

By the time they returned to the magic capital, it was July 1925.

Beginning in February of that year, the Red Party and the Blue and White Party jointly launched a series of general strikes, including the Modu workers' strike in February, the Qingdao workers' strike in April, and the Japanese thug shooting Chinese worker Gu Zhenghong in May, causing the May Day Massacre. In June, all the workers in the entire city went on strike. On June 11, British sailors shot and killed Chinese in Hankou; on June 23, British Marines shot and killed 59 Chinese in Guangzhou, resulting in the Shaji massacre, followed by a general strike in Guangdong and Hong Kong!

When these things are mentioned, they are all stained with blood and tears! Every Chinese should not forget.

However, for the Qin family, the yarn mill and the printing and dyeing factory were seriously affected and suffered great losses.

Qin Hanliang was so anxious, but he couldn't think of a way.

When Qin Di came back, he saw the uncle's sad face, so he asked what happened.

Qin Hanliang complained bitterly: "The workers are all on strike, no one is working, what can I do!"

Qin Di smiled: "If you strike, you will strike." The Qin family should support the workers and not hold them back. ”

Qin Hanliang almost jumped up: "What you said is light, every day of stopping is a loss! The signed contract can't be completed, and our business is at a loss!"

Qin Di asked, "Can the workers get their wages when they go on strike?"

Qin Hanliang said angrily: "What kind of wages do you have for the strike? If you don't expel them, it's already calculated!"

Qin Di said with a smile: "In this case, we will give half a catty of rice to the workers who participate in the strike, and then discuss with them to see if we can take turns to strike? Let some people return to work, and those who return to work will have their wages increased by 20 percent." ”

Qin Hanliang's eyes widened and he shouted, "How can there be such a good thing? If we do this, we won't be able to make any money." ”

Qin Di said: "In extraordinary times, do extraordinary things. Half a catty of rice per person is considered a charity of the Qin family, and I will help you make up for the loss. ”

Qin Hanliang muttered a few words, but he couldn't think of a better solution, so he had to agree to try it according to Qin Di's words.

The Qin family provided half a catty of rice to each striking worker, which quickly won the praise of the majority of workers, and these people reciprocated, and sixty percent of them returned to work.

To be honest, for Qin Di, because of the continuous funding from pharmaceutical factories, it doesn't matter if the yarn factory and the printing and dyeing factory are closed.

But for Qin Hanliang, it was different, it was his life's work, how could he give up? Moreover, these businesses were not small, employing more than two or three thousand workers, and if the factory closed, the workers' lives would not be easy.

The national capitalists and the workers are closely related, and the relationship between the two sides is both contradictory and unified.

The workers' strike, mainly against the Japanese and British mills, was only affected by the Qin family, not the object of the workers' resistance.

In his spare time, Qin Di used thirty-six lower-grade spirit stones to set up a simple spirit gathering array in the Qin family's garden to gather the spiritual energy of the demon capital.

Soon, the flowers in the garden grew inexplicably lush, and the people of Qinfu also followed the benefits, and their bodies became healthier.

At this time, Inoue Kamezaburo came to the door and said to Qin Di: "Qin Shaojun, I heard that you are very good at Go, can you have a discussion?"

Qin Di shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Inoue, I disappointed you." I'm not interested in playing chess. ”

"But I heard Keiko say that your chess skills are very high. ”

"That's fake, she was wrong. ”

"Qin Shaojun, I've been waiting for you for months, please give me a face, let's go next. ”

"I'm really sorry, I still have something to do, I'll talk about it another day. ”

In any case, Qin Di just doesn't play chess, which makes Inoue Kamezaburo feel both helpless and confused.

Qin Di knew in his heart that as long as he played a few games of chess with the other party, he would soon be famous all over the world, but he didn't want this kind of false fame, fame was like a floating cloud in the sky to him.