212. What does one hundred million mean?
"Then let me ask you this: after all that I said, is this all you listened to?!"
【…Host, please calm down.】
The system actually regretted it a bit; how did it end up drawing her in the gacha?
Complaining is pointless now, isn't it? We need to find ways to solve the problem.
"I don't want to solve it."
As far as I know, your modern life isn't good, and it seems there's nothing you'd miss.
So why not stay in this world peacefully?
[If you're willing to work hard, you can live a life countless times better than what we have today.]
"Heh, what good can a place be if it has no internet, no computers, and no mobile phones at all?"
[...But once we complete our mission, you'll return to the modern world with a hundred million, and then you can live the life of your dreams.]
Since ordinary people don't really have a concept of one hundred million, the system thoughtfully broke it down for her—
[Host, you should know that if you deposit 100 million yuan in a bank, you'll earn 7,000 yuan in interest every day, 210,000 yuan a month, and 2,520,000 yuan a year.]
[This is just pure interest, and you have a total of 100,000,000 yuan.]
Tao Wanbi was momentarily stunned by the long string of numbers.
Let's do the second calculation. Many lottery jackpots are five million dollars, which is a huge sum for the average person.
However, you would need to win 20 five-million-dollar prizes in a row to reach one hundred million.
Tao Wanbi swallowed.
If you earn 3,000 yuan a month and want to earn 100 million yuan without any expenses, it would take you 2,778 years.
In other words, you need to start making money from 753 BC.
This timeline predates Qin Shi Huang's unification of the six kingdoms by more than 500 years.
At that time, it was still the Western Zhou Dynasty, and people were still using bronze tools...
"Alright, stop talking." Tao Wanbi clutched her conscience and leaned back in her seat.
Are you really going to miss out on this 100,000,000 yuan opportunity?
"Waaah..."
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The next day.
It's getting dark later and later.
Jiang Xiyue sat by the little dumpling's bed, buttoning up her padded jacket, while gently rubbing her soft belly: "It's windy today, so you have to keep your cloak tight. You're not allowed to take it off in the palace, understand?"
"I heard you, Mommy!" The little dumpling swung its short legs, then suddenly remembered something and tugged at its mother's sleeve. "Oh right, Mommy, is Sister Tao from yesterday coming to our house again today?"
Jiang Xiyue paused, then smiled and gently pinched her nose: "She went somewhere else, why are you asking this, Yue'er?"
The little dumpling blinked her round eyes, and before she could say anything, her second brother's voice came from outside the door: "Little sister, come and eat breakfast, today's breakfast is delicious!"
The little dumpling quickly ran towards the food.
After breakfast, the brother and sister happily held hands and boarded the carriage to head to the Wenhua Hall.
Inside the Wenhua Hall, the little princess had been eagerly waiting for a long time: "Little Moon! Why are you late today? I've been waiting for you for quite a while!"
"The moon is here, it's here~"
The two little ones held hands and adored each other for a long time.
"I'm so bored, Little Moon. Has anything interesting happened lately? I heard your father is back?"
"Something interesting..." The little dumpling held her hand, tilting her head thoughtfully, "Little Cloud, have you ever seen someone pretend to faint?"
The little princess paused, blinking her big eyes: "Pretending to faint? Like on stage, suddenly collapsing?"
"That's right!"
"What are you talking about?" the young prince asked curiously.
The little dumpling pulled the two of them to sit down, gesturing with her little hands: "Yesterday, a Sister Tao came to Little Moon's house and suddenly fainted!"
The little prince frowned and asked like a little adult, "Was she faking fainting?"
The little princess's eyes widened: "Huh? Why is she pretending to faint? Is pretending to faint fun?"
"I don't know!" The little dumpling shook her head, her face full of confusion. "Mommy said she wanted people to pity her, but why would she want others to pity her?"
The little prince pursed his lips and suddenly said, "Father said that some people like to use these little tricks to deceive others, and they are not good children."
“Yes!” The little princess nodded immediately, taking the little dumpling’s hand with an expression of admiration. “Little Moon, you’re so amazing! You could actually tell she was faking it! I definitely couldn’t!”
The little dumpling was a bit embarrassed by the praise, and her little face turned rosy.
The second brother, watching from the side, couldn't help but add: "At the time, Dad was in a hurry to call for help, afraid that something had really happened to that person, but it turned out that the person woke up on their own, which gave us all a fright."
"Wow!" The little princess covered her mouth and laughed. "Was she very embarrassed?"
"Yes!" The little dumpling nodded vigorously. "Her face turned red. Later, Daddy sent someone to the estate to let her think it over."
The young prince's furrowed brows relaxed, revealing a slight smile: "That's how it should be! Lying is wrong! Little Moon, you did well!"
The little princess asked curiously, "Little Moon, Little Moon, besides pretending to faint, did that person do anything else?"
Upon hearing this, the second brother recalled Tao Wanbi's actions from the previous day and exclaimed indignantly, "She not only pretended to faint! She even turned around and falsely accused her sister, saying that her sister pushed her and caused her to fall!"
"What?!" The little princess suddenly raised her voice, her little fists clenched tightly. "How could she do that! Little Moon is so small, how could she push her!"
The second brother frowned even more: "What's worse, she even pushed her sister down!"
The little prince, who had been maintaining a composed demeanor, couldn't sit still any longer upon hearing this. He slammed his hand on the table, his little face filled with anger: "That's too much! How could she bully Little Moon! Little Moon is so well-behaved, and she actually lied and framed her!"
"That's right!" The little princess's eyes reddened as she took the little dumpling's hand and touched her tenderly. "Little Moon, you must have been in so much pain back then, right? That person was so mean!"
The little dumpling shook its head: "It doesn't hurt at all."
"That's really going too far!"
"That's right!"
"That's outrageous!"
The children were furious when footsteps came from outside the door. Qu Zijin walked in carrying a book.
The children had no choice but to obediently return to their seats, though their faces still held lingering anger.
-
The morning of reading flew by.
As soon as Qu Zijin left, the little princess eagerly grabbed the little dumpling and ran outside the palace. Her face was flushed red, and her tone was firm: "Little Moon, I'm going to find that person! I want to ask her why she bullied you! I want to avenge you!"
The little dumpling paused for a moment, then quickly waved its hand: "No way! Little Cloud is a princess, she can't leave the palace."
"I can sneak out!" The little princess had obviously thought of this plan beforehand. "I know there's a small side gate in the palace wall that the guards don't go there often. I can slip out through there!"
"No, no!" The little dumpling grabbed her hand anxiously. "It's dangerous to sneak out! There are so many strangers outside. What if you get lost? And if His Majesty and the Empress find out, they'll definitely be angry. They might even make you copy lots and lots of books!"
The little princess bit her lip, her face full of resentment: "But she bullied you! I can't watch you suffer!"
“Moon didn’t suffer any injustice!” The little dumpling looked up and said earnestly, “Father has already sent her to the manor to reflect on her actions. She won’t bully Moon anymore. Besides, Little Cloud is Moon’s good friend. Moon doesn’t want Little Cloud to take risks because of Moon. If something happens to Little Cloud, Moon will be sad.”
She took the little princess's hand and shook it gently, saying sweetly, "Let's play happily in the palace, okay? Next time, Yue'er will ask Mother to make the cakes that Little Cloud loves to eat, and Yue'er will bring them to you. It's much more fun than going to find that naughty Tao sister!"
Looking into the little dumpling's sincere eyes, and remembering the risks of sneaking out of the palace, the little princess's anger gradually subsided.
She sighed and nodded, "Alright, I'll listen to you. But if that person dares to bully you again, I definitely won't let her get away with it!"
The school bell rang again, and they jogged back to the classroom.
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