Chapter 112 Fat Sheep

But even if all the money in the account was spent, plus the 50,000 yuan donated by Sun Cai, it would still be far from the figure of 200,000.

Sun Cai sent someone to invite the owner of the largest pawnshop in town to go to Mu Qing's house with him to estimate the value of those items.

The pawnshop owner's eyes almost popped out when he saw so many treasures.

"Can we wait a few more days?" he asked, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "The only silver I can withdraw immediately is 50,000 taels."

The most valuable things in a pawnshop are actually the hidden items. It is truly a case of "if you are closed for three years, you can make enough money for three years after reopening".

Moreover, those large items all had royal logos on them, and the remaining items that were not marked as being exclusively for royal use were scattered and were sold in a hurry. He believed that the price he offered was very fair.

Mu Qing endured the pain and removed the cloud-shaped gem from his dagger: "How much is this worth?"

The pawnshop owner's eyes widened: "I can also ask relatives to borrow 20,000 taels of silver."

"This gem is obviously priceless, and the things you brought, though small, are incredibly exquisite and extraordinary!" Sun Cai bargained for Mu Qing. "You're being a bit too shady!"

The pawnshop owner quickly complained, "I'm strictly following the market price, and with so many items at once, if I can't make ends meet, my shop will go bankrupt! Master Sun, you can't bully me!"

He insisted on paying 20,000 taels. Mu Qing was concerned about Hu Xiner's safety, so he had to agree.

He went to the money shop again, exchanged the silver for silver notes, and hurriedly took the money he had collected to the place mentioned in the bandit's note.

There was a bandit waiting there. Seeing him coming so quickly, he looked greedy and said, "Hand over the banknotes!"

Mu Qing said coldly: "Hand over the person in one hand and the money in the other!"

The bandit saw that he looked like a weak scholar and immediately had evil intentions. If he took the 200,000 taels of silver, wouldn't he be able to live a good life anywhere?

So he took advantage of the night and quietly picked up a wooden stick, but a dagger was quickly put to his neck.

"Stop playing tricks and take me to your stronghold quickly." Mu Qing moved as fast as a ghost, and his cold expression under the moonlight made people feel even colder.

The bandit's face was filled with fear: Who was the real bandit? Why was he the one leading his men to his stronghold with a dagger at his neck?

However, as he passed through layers of grass and got closer to the village, he became more and more confident.

No matter how powerful the person behind me was, it couldn't change the fact that he was thin. He only took me hostage when I was not prepared.

"Let me go!" he whispered.

If his brothers knew that he was being held hostage by a pretty boy, how would he survive in the underworld?

Mu Qing let him go as he was told. The two of them walked to the front of the mountain stronghold. The bandit guarding the gate, holding a torch, asked cautiously from behind the door, "How many lotus flowers are in bloom?"

"One and a half!" the bandit leading the way roared with full energy.

The gate of the mountain stronghold opened, but they were stopped: "Sixth son, why are you back at this time? Didn't I tell you to wait for someone in the mountains?"

"Aren't we bringing the people here?" Liuzi proudly raised his thumb and pointed at the people behind him.

"Bring her here so soon?" The bandits laughed. "Could it be that you were attracted by her beauty and brought her back directly?"

"Sixth son, you can't keep this pretty boy around! Even if you were sold to a brothel, you wouldn't be able to pay back the 200,000 taels of silver!"

Liuzi spat fiercely: "Pah, pah, pah, you are a bunch of ignorant people. The pretty boy took 200,000 taels of silver from his family overnight to honor us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Really?" The gatekeeper's eyes almost popped out. "First, take out the banknotes. I'll count them."

Liu Zi asked cautiously, "Aren't you going to hand it over directly to the boss? You don't want to take the money and run away, do you?"

The bandit guarding the gate laughed loudly: "I'm right here, where can I run to? I'm afraid you don't want to run away with the money, do you?"

Thinking of this possibility, he glanced at the bearded bandit next to him.

The bearded man immediately understood and picked up Liuzi in his hands.

"What are you doing?" Liuzi was panicked.

The bandit guarding the gate sneered, "Sixth Son, it's a good thing you're brave, but you absolutely shouldn't be so focused on these 200,000 silver coins."

"I don't, I don't!" Liuzi shouted.

"Save these words for the chief manager!" The bearded man stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth.

Mu Qing gripped the dagger defensively and took out the banknote.

"Well, why are there still 30,000 missing?" The bandit guarding the gate finished counting the banknotes and glared at him fiercely, "Boy, you dare to play tricks on me?"

He went up and wanted to punch Mu Qing, but was stopped by the bearded man: "Second brother, don't be impulsive. This pretty boy stays at home embroidering every day. I'm afraid he doesn't know how to settle accounts. Let him go and raise some more money."

Yes, to be able to raise 200,000 taels of silver in such a short time, it seems that the boss still has less!

The bandit guarding the gate chuckled and said, "Little pretty boy, kneel down and call me Grandpa three times, then go get 100,000 taels of silver and give it to the grandfathers, and I will let your wife go!"

"I'll send the remaining 30,000 taels of silver later," Mu Qing said coldly. "First, let me go in and see your chief manager, or see how my wife is doing."

The bandits guarding the gate refused to let him go no matter what. They were robbers who took advantage of every opportunity to plunder the passing geese. Now that they had captured Mu Qing, this fat sheep, they were determined to squeeze him dry.

So he said in a very tough manner: "Little pretty boy, how dare you talk like that? Why don't you kneel down and apologize to your grandfather?"

The bandits nearby all burst into laughter, each calling themselves "Grandpa." Seeing that Mu Qing refused to comply, they suggested, "Why don't we strip him and sell him to the Luo family? That way we can make another fortune!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qing felt a chill in his heart.

These bandits clearly have no bottom line or principles. Even if he brings 200,000 taels of silver tonight, they will not let Hu Xiner go easily.

At the same time, the bandits slowly approached him with vicious eyes.

In desperation, Mu Qing pulled out a dagger.

The bandits saw the short dagger and laughed contemptuously: "If you know what's good for you, you little gigolo, get out of here! Leave Boss Hu to us to play with!"

"Yes, yes! When we become her husbands, her money will be ours, right?"

Mu Qing was completely enraged. He pressed the mechanism of the dagger, and the dagger instantly turned into a soft-edged sword.

No one could have imagined that beneath the scholarly exterior, Mu Qing was actually a martial arts expert and extremely ruthless. He actually fought his way to the highest point of the village!