Returning to his room, closing the door, Zhou Ang slumped on the Hu chair, first thinking about what happened that day, and then sat up straight and took out the money bag and dagger in his arms.

To put it bluntly, it's dead man's money.

But since there is such a rule on the side of the county Zhu Yamen, of course he will not be stubborn - as for the dead people, there is nothing to say about taking his things. Obviously, if it wasn't him who died tonight, it would have been four or five people on his side. Including yourself.

Open the money bag and pour out all the contents - there are five small silver ingots, which should be five taels, and in addition, there are four small silver nuggets, which together can look like about three taels. That's a lot. In addition to this, there are more than a dozen copper coins.

Summing it up, it's about twenty-eight taels of silver, plus a dozen copper coins.

If it is converted, it will be 20 months' salary.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ang got up and took out a broken scoop from under the bed.

I was afraid that the rats would take me away from other places, and I didn't want my mother and sister to see it for the time being, so I didn't have to make up stories and make excuses, so Zhou Ang thought of a way to tie a broken scoop that was cracked and could no longer be used to the bottom of the bed with a rope.

It's not very stable, but if you don't toss around in bed, you generally can't fall off.

In the scoop were ten ingots of silver, large and small.

The big four ingots, all of which were twenty-five taels and one ingots, were sent by Lu Dayuan, and the small six ingots were ten taels and one ingots, which were the rewards given by the county Zhu Yamen after killing the weasel demon that day.

Combined with today's income, the total is about 188 taels.

That's all he's saving now.

Under the night vision, although there is no light in the room, everything is still clearly visible. And at this moment, looking at the small pile of silver with white flowers on the bookcase in front of him, Zhou Ang couldn't help but sigh: It's still a person who has no windfall and is not rich!

There should have been more than 1,000 yuan, but Zhou Ang gave it to his mother a few days ago, and when he told her at the time, he said that it was a reward from the yamen.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ang felt that the bag containing the money looked beautiful and sturdy, and it could be closed, which was very practical, so he discarded the broken scoop and put all the silver on the table into it, leaving only some scattered pieces outside-a total of one hundred and eighty-five taels of silver, and when it was loaded, he checked it with his hand, and pressed his hand heavily.

What should I do with it?

Buying a house? seems to be enough.

Because it doesn't need to be too big, it is enough to change to a similar square and buy a small courtyard with two entrances. I don't plan to get a bunch of servants and slaves or anything like that, I don't have that arrogant and lascivious habit for the time being, and I don't have that much money.

Therefore, it is still a family of three, the mother lives in the backyard with her sister, and she lives in the front yard by herself, and there is a small yard with two entrances, which is clean and tidy, which is enough.

If you find a better position, you should have a lot of money.

In addition to buying some new furniture and utensils, the rest can also be used for the family to eat and drink for a long time - by the way, neither I nor my mother and sister have bought new clothes for many years.

I had to add two clothes to each person, and then buy some jewelry for my mother and sister—the fact that my mother sold out of jewelry again and again to support the family is still in my old memory.

Now that their jobs are stable, it's time to make their lives more comfortable.

As for excuses...... Big head...... Looking back and thinking about it, if it doesn't work, it will be said that it is a reward from the yamen?

With these thoughts spinning wildly in his mind, Zhou Ang put the money bag aside first, and reached out to pick up the short dagger—it was very short, and the sheath made of fine leather felt great.

After a moment of stroking, Zhou Ang opened the clasp on the sheath and pulled out the dagger.

It is only about a handful long, about a dozen centimeters long.

The surface is not smooth, there is an obvious concave and convex feeling, jet black, but there is a strange luster, the blade is white and cold, rubbing the edge lightly, the intuition knows that it is quite sharp.

After thinking about it, Zhou Ang subconsciously put down the dagger and got up, ran to his bed, gathered it on the pillow, and really found more than a dozen hairs.

Briefly put it together, about a little shot, carefully held the dagger upside down, put the hair on the edge of the blade, and blew gently, and immediately the seven or eight hairs broke in unison and fell down.

Zhou Ang was taken aback.

He didn't expect this guy to be so sharp!

You must know that such a sharp edge means that its material must be particularly hard, and the craftsmanship must be particularly excellent, otherwise the cutting edge will not be sharp.

In this day and age, such a good dagger is not easy to get!

Anyway, the two swords distributed in the county Zhu Yamen, one long and one short, are absolutely impossible to sharpen so sharp, because they dare not - if they are sharpened so sharp, if the material and craftsmanship cannot support it, they will easily roll the blade, collapse, or even break - and you must know that the sword of that level is already the standard craftsmanship of national craftsmen, and it is a technical level that ordinary craftsmen on the street cannot reach at all.

It can only be said that although this dagger is short, it is undoubtedly a sharp blade.

There was even a moment when Zhou Ang couldn't help but weigh in his heart whether such a dagger was more valuable, or the black brand that was forced to be taken into public ownership so that it was easier to report the merits was more valuable.

If you think about it, it seems that the black brand that can perform illusions is more valuable, after all, it is something that involves spells, and it is more valuable than a simple sword blade in terms of level.

It's just that for myself, it's not necessarily.

Because tomorrow I can ask my uncle how to use the illusion.

If you can't learn it for a while, at least Uncle Shi must have a way to teach it - that is, illusion can be learned by yourself.

But such a sharp blade is not easy to obtain.

Fingers gently stroked over its jet-black shiny dagger again, and Zhou Ang couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction: This harvest is good!

............

The next morning, I went to the mountain gate, and showed the dagger to my uncle Zheng Huan, Zheng Huan saw the dagger and took it first, and first praised it, but then pulled it out, and flicked it lightly on the dagger.

At that moment, Zhou Ang vaguely felt that something had happened that he didn't know and understood, and when he saw that Uncle Shi then put the dagger into the sheath and handed it back, he asked, "Uncle Shi, what's wrong......?"

Zheng Huan said lightly: "It's nothing. It's okay now, feel free to use it. ”

Out of absolute confidence in his uncle, Zhou Ang only thought it was okay when he heard this, and then put away the dagger and asked about the illusion. And not at all, Uncle Zheng immediately said: "This matter is easy!"

But soon he said: "You don't always pay attention to these little things, these things have to be taught to you to be simple, but these are just small skills of carving insects, and it is not worth learning too hard." The most important thing for you at the moment is to lay a solid foundation as soon as possible. You must know that what you are practicing is the Great Way, and the Great Way is the simplest way. ”

When Zhou Ang heard this, he had no choice but to bow down and be taught.

............

Zhou Ang had dinner in the mountain gate as usual at noon, and when he went down the mountain to the yamen, he had just entered the "office", and he happened to hear Du Yi, Wei Ci, and Fang Jun laughing and talking about the affairs of the county Zhu Yamen.

He Yi sat alone in his seat and did not participate.

When Zhou Ang asked, he found out that in the morning, the two prisoners arrested in Baoguo Temple last night had been transferred to the Lingzhou County Ya. This is as it should be, those ordinary prisoners are not the ones who should be in charge of the county Zhu Yamen. But when the prisoners were handed over, the people from the county Zhu Yamen actually came down.

The people who came didn't say anything, just asked to go into the dungeon to see the thunder shock with a broken arm, and then left-Fang Jun said with a smile: "It seems that I haven't thought about whether to rob it, because the clue has obviously been broken, and it may not be easy to dig down...... Hahahaha!"

When he said this, even Du Yi laughed, so that Zhou Ang knew, and it was estimated that he guessed nine times out of ten.

It seems that the two brands that he seized and handed over last night are indeed a lot of credit, at least worthy of the hesitation of the county Zhu Yamen to grab it......

Thinking about it like this, Zhou Ang seemed to see a large amount of silver again, and suddenly felt happy.

Thinking about whether to buy a bigger yard in his mind, he saw Du Yi laughing a few more words, so he got up to leave, hurriedly stood up, and said, "Brother Ziyu, I want to borrow the file, can you give me a key?"

As soon as he said this, he didn't wait for Du Yi to speak, but Wei Ci immediately answered: "Brother Zixiu wants to see the file, I'll take you there, it just so happens that I went to look through the file in the morning, and the key is still here." ”

When Du Yi heard this, he waved his hand and left.

Zhou Ang immediately agreed, but he was a little surprised in his heart: Wei Ci Wei Ziyi suddenly seemed to be so enthusiastic, he was not so friendly to him before.