In a world of immortals and swordsmen, a young Taoist named Mu Shao'ai loves flying swords, raising poison insects, drawing talismans, and refining pills. Isn't it delightful to live a care...
Although he didn't know why, Bai Cang was very perceptive in sensing his own "economic crisis".
For Bai Cang, the rise in the price of gold and silver in the mortal world was undoubtedly a great thing.
However, if gold and silver notes depreciate "for no reason," that would be a very bad thing!
You should know that he still has eight million taels of silver notes and three hundred thousand taels of gold notes that he hasn't cashed out yet.
If it were cut in half or more, wouldn't he suffer heavy losses?
This has made things even worse for an already impoverished family. Who could possibly bear this?
"Geneva, cash out!"
"Open the door quickly, I know you're inside."
"If you're so capable, then open a money exchange! If you're so capable, then open a door!"
"Oh no! Tonghui Money Exchange has run away with the money!"
"Tonghui Money Shop, Tonghui Money Shop, that bastard manager has run away with his mistress! All the silver notes that used to be worth 100,000 taels are now being sold for 60,000 taels in cash! 60,000 taels! 60,000 taels..."
"I have 200,000 taels of silver notes here, but I only need 110,000 taels of cash. Buy it quickly..."
"You mother, is this how you steal business?"
"So what if someone robbed us?"
"Try saying that again?"
"Let's give it a try, you motherfucker!!"
When Bai Cang arrived at Tonghui Money Shop, it was already in complete chaos.
Nearly a hundred "immortal masters" blocked the gate, shouting incoherently.
However, the doors of Tonghui Money Shop were tightly shut, with only a large wooden board hanging on the door: "All gold and silver have been exchanged today. If you wish to exchange them tomorrow, do so quickly!"
Seeing this scene.
Bai Cang's blood pressure spiked immediately!
Holy crap, nobody has ever dared to steal my money before!
Thinking of this, Bai Cang felt a surge of anger and malice. He pulled a token from his waist and threw it out.
"boom!"
The next moment.
The Tonghui Money Shop's signboard was shattered into pieces, with only a token stuck in it.
In an instant, the entire hall fell silent!
The once noisy scene was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The already indignant crowd all turned to look at Bai Cang.
The faces and eyes of the crowd were filled with a hint of schadenfreude, and even a sense of excitement as if a badger had entered a melon patch.
Good heavens! Whose general is this, that he is so brave?
Since Tonghui Money Shop opened in Taiyin City, this is the first brave person to dare to smash their signboard.
With their superior numbers and overwhelming public sentiment, they dared not engage in any extreme behavior.
This boy doesn't seem stupid, so why would he be so suicidal?
What a waste of such a handsome appearance; I guess I'll have to be careful in my next life!
"Bang!"
Just then, the doors of Tonghui Money Shop suddenly swung open.
A group of muscular, burly men charged out menacingly.
A horse can run on its arm, and a person can stand on its fist; it embodies the word "virtue" in every way.
"Who dares to cause trouble on my territory, Zhang San's territory?"
One of them, with a face as red as a jujube and a long, beautiful beard, held a ten-foot-long spear. "Those who are not involved, get out of the way, or you'll get splattered with blood!"
Before he finished speaking, with a "whoosh," the crowd parted as if cleaving through waves, revealing Bai Canglai at the end.
The Yellow Turban Warriors of Tonghui Money Shop are renowned for their fighting prowess; who would dare to underestimate them?
"boom!"
The next moment.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of "Zhang San of Yan," and a look of regret crossed his face. Without hesitation, he moved like lightning, and his eighteen-foot spear shot out through the air.
A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the spear thrusting out like a dragon!
The combined aura of more than a dozen Yellow Turban warriors faintly outlined the phantom of a celestial serpent swallowing the moon, as if they were about to devour Bai Cang completely, displaying an extremely domineering and imposing presence.
Seeing this, Bai Cang remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged. Suddenly, he uttered a thunderous roar, "My master is Han Qinhu, how dare you, a petty scoundrel, deceive me?!"
"Whoosh!"
Before the crowd could even gasp, "Zhang San of Yan" suddenly sheathed his spear in mid-air, slid down to his knees with fluid grace, and knelt before Bai Cang, holding his eighteen-foot spear.
"So you are a highly accomplished disciple of Inspector Han. No wonder I couldn't help but feel respect upon first meeting you and wanted to bow down in reverence."
Zhang San, a man from Yan, remained expressionless and asked in a serious tone, "May I ask, sir: do you have any proof?"
"It's not that I don't believe, but I simply wish to admire Inspector Han's demeanor. I humbly beg Your Excellency to grant my request!"
You bastard, you're really something else!
Bai Cang's face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of threat that "this child is like me, and must not be allowed to live."
"Take a look back!" Bai Cang said calmly.
Upon hearing this, not only did "Zhang San from Yan" hurriedly turn around, but everyone present also turned to look at the area above the entrance to the money exchange.
There was a tiger-head token nailed to the shattered signboard.
The metal tiger head seemed to exude a fierce aura, coldly "looking down" at the crowd.
"boom!"
The next moment.
A figure shot out from the gate of Tonghui Money Shop like the wind.
"My name is Yu Yuju, the head manager of Tonghui Money Exchange. I greet you, young Taoist priest!"
In the blink of an eye, this pale-faced, beardless woman with a face like a steamed bun bowed down before Bai Cang and asked, "May I ask you, young Taoist, to come inside and discuss this further?"
Bai Cang couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing this: Isn't this Teacher Donkey's father, Old Master Wang? They look so alike!
"Your surname is Yu? What's your relationship with Senior Brother Yu from the Guest Hall?" Bai Cang asked casually, without giving a direct answer.
"He is indeed my cousin!" Manager Yu straightened his back slightly upon hearing this, speaking with a touch of humility.
"I see. Out of respect for Senior Brother Yu, I'll give you a chance to explain."
Bai Cang nodded. "If it weren't for Senior Brother Yu just giving me a Dan Fire, and this favor being so fresh and hot, I would definitely make you pay today."
After saying that, Bai Cang strode confidently into the gate of Tonghui Money Shop.
Everyone present quickly made way for him, and Manager Yu looked utterly bewildered.
He said that "Brother Yu" was his cousin, but that was just self-aggrandizement. In reality, he was just using "Brother Yu" as a front.
But it was precisely because of this that he understood even better what kind of person "Senior Brother Yu" was.
Did you save his whole family's life or have some kind of leverage over his disgrace that allowed you to extract such benefits from him?
Thinking of this, Manager Yu couldn't help but feel even more "awe" for Bai Cang.
"Bang!"
Upon entering, before the shopkeeper and others could react, Bai Cang slammed a large stack of gold and silver notes onto the counter.
"Three hundred thousand taels of gold and eight million taels of silver, redeemable immediately upon presentation of the bill, no problem, right?"
Bai Cang glanced sideways at Shopkeeper Yu, his expression conveying the message, "If you dare utter a single word of dissent, I'll make sure you face a life-or-death situation," making no attempt to conceal his threat.
However, upon hearing this, Manager Yu's face contorted in pain, and he immediately knelt down on the ground, saying, "It's not that I'm unwilling, but I truly cannot do it!"
Under the shopkeeper's trembling explanation, Bai Cang finally understood the truth behind the surge in gold and silver prices and the resulting shortage.
His eyes immediately lit up: Holy crap, I'm going to strike it rich!
[Thanks to "Insect Emperor"! Requesting a free gift!]