Qing Dynasty Transmigration: After Lying Flat, Kangxi Heard My Inner Voice

Yinreng has lived for three lifetimes. In this life, he just wants to get along well with his brothers, be a carefree prince, live a life without worries about food and clothing, and explore the be...

Chapter 213: Foreigners Pay the Bill

After the Indian nobleman apologized tactfully, Yinreng asked someone to weigh out ten taels of gold beans for the stall owner and his wife on the spot.

The three hundred taels he left behind were all gold beans. Although they looked scattered, they saved him the trouble of cutting them into gold bars.

Watching the stall owner and his wife deftly collect the golden beans, Yinreng asked them whether they would forgive the Indian nobles.

The stall owner and his wife were both so happy that they smiled from ear to ear and nodded quickly to express their forgiveness.

These ten taels of gold would be equivalent to one hundred taels of silver, which was enough for the two of them to support their family comfortably for several years. Even if these foreigners smashed all the stalls, it would not cost them more than ten taels of silver, not to mention that they only overturned a few tables.

Before leaving, Yinreng loudly warned the stall owner and his wife that if anyone dared to covet the gold, he should go directly to the Wucheng Censorate to find Fashishan.

Fashishan, who was following beside him, had a bitter taste in his mouth.

He could imagine that the Five Cities Inspection Office would be as noisy as a vegetable market.

As for those who had some ulterior motives, their eyes flickered for a moment, and then they suppressed their thoughts.

Although one hundred taels is not a small amount, it is far from enough to make them take risks.

Next, Yinreng went from house to house to offer his support until the last family had apologized, and he still had ninety taels of gold left in his arms.

The victims of the families behind were all there, but the foreign nobles who committed the violence had already left Kyoto. Yinreng was so angry that he kicked Fashishan directly.

After those foreigners apologized, Yinreng mercifully released them.

All the foreigners nodded and bowed as if they had been pardoned, and quickly fled.

Yinreng said to Yinzhen,

"Tell your subordinates not to indulge these barbarians in the future!"

Yinzhen nodded in agreement.

Yinreng was too lazy to take the last few dozen taels of gold back to the Zhanshi Mansion, so he returned to the vicinity of Guang'anmen with the people who had followed him eagerly.

First, he ordered the Imperial Guards to fire a warning shot into the air, and then he ordered the commander of the Imperial Guards to climb onto the roof of the carriage and loudly announce to the people:

The people present today can eat at any food stall here, but they are not allowed to fight over food, take food away, or argue with others. Otherwise, they will be arrested and sent to the Wucheng Procuratorate for detention for one month.

In the end, the foreigners will pay the bill! Today only!

The people present were originally a little afraid of the muskets in the hands of the imperial guards, and many of them wanted to sneak away, but when they heard the commander of the imperial guards say that they could eat for free, they instantly became excited again.

Some brave people asked Yinreng,

"Really? My Lord?!"

They could also see that everyone was following Yinreng's orders.

"Of course it's true. Eat as much as you can. Don't save money for the foreigners!"

Yinreng replied with a smile.

Now, all the people began to believe it and quickly dispersed to find stalls to order food.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement, and they no longer felt repulsed by the thought of those foreigners in strange costumes.

How could this be a foreign barbarian? This is the God of Wealth!

Yinzhen was a little stunned when he saw this scene, and then he asked the question that he had been wondering about all the way.

"Second brother, are you only going to compensate them ten taels of gold?"

He was somewhat dissatisfied. The living conditions of the people here were really too poor. The couple who owned the wonton stall were already considered wealthy.

"You think it's too little?"

Yinzhen nodded silently.

Yinreng smiled and took out a gold bean from the small box containing gold. It weighed about one penny and weighed it in his hand.

"Do you remember I once told you about the price of eggs among the common people?"

Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, then his face turned ugly.

"Of course I remember!"

He remembered clearly how the corrupt officials in the Imperial Household Department had treated their masters like monkeys, and he was determined to clean them up ruthlessly if he had the ability in the future.

"Then today I will show you what the prices are like among the common people."

Yinreng said, and found a direction to walk forward.

“Follow me!”

Yinreng first stopped in front of a bun shop. There was a long queue outside. When they saw Yinreng and Yinzhen coming, they enthusiastically made room for him.

While Yinreng was greeting the people, he walked to the front of the team without any hesitation.

"Boss, give me four big meat buns!"

Yinzhen: “…”

He felt a little embarrassed and felt that he should condemn this low-quality behavior, but inexplicably, he still felt a little superior in his heart. Why?

No wonder Liu Er always cut in line for meals at the port back then.

"Okay!"

The owner of the bun shop looked at the God of Wealth in front of him, his face almost smiling, and he skillfully made four big meat buns for Yinreng.

Yinreng took the buns and threw the golden beans on top of the steamer.

"One ounce of gold is enough to buy all the buns you want today."

The bun shop owner stared at the golden bean and nodded repeatedly after hearing the words.

“Enough is enough!”

One ounce of gold is equivalent to ten ounces of silver. His daily turnover is at most three ounces of silver, and he can only sell that much during festivals and holidays when there is a lot of traffic.

Normally, it can only be sold for a little over two taels.

When the people who were queuing up for buns at the back saw this scene, their anxiety instantly subsided.

When this gentleman said he would treat me to a meal, he really meant it!

"Meat buns are good, but you have to save some space to try something else, otherwise you'll be at a huge loss."

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