LRAB Chapter 5: Unexpected Wealth!
Chapter 5: Unexpected Wealth!
"This plan absolutely cannot fail! Otherwise, our Nine Chrysanthemums faction will completely lose its eligibility to be selected for the 'Imperial Shrine'."
A veiled woman spoke in a cold voice.
"We won't fail. Eighty percent of the experts from our Nine Chrysanthemums Sect have come this time. We're sure to succeed."
"That's right!"
"We heard that there are experts from the Maoshan sect near Renjia Town, so we should be careful not to alert them."
"These mere branches of Maoshan dare to obstruct our plans? Kill them all!"
"This is the worst-case scenario. We should avoid confronting the Maoshan people unless absolutely necessary. This time, we are using the spirits of the Empire's fearless warriors as the core of the formation to pollute the last dragon vein of the Great Xia Dynasty. This is of paramount importance to the Empire's future plan and we absolutely cannot allow it to fail."
"Let the Plum Blossom Group be responsible for the three array points near Jiajia Town."
"Hi!"
......
"So, to truly master Maoshan magic, one must reach the Dao realm."
"If one has not yet entered the Dao, one can only barely use some simple talismans and spells."
Zhao Yi looked at the "True Explanation of Maoshan" in his hand and became more and more excited as he read.
He learned many secrets, as well as knowledge that he had never seen in movies before.
This captivated him, and he watched it for more than an hour.
"Before entering the Dao, the Daoist Realm, the True Person Realm, the Celestial Master Realm, and the Tribulation Transcending Realm."
"The cultivation levels of my Maoshan lineage are much simpler than those in novels, such as Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation. There are also several fewer levels, but after transcending the tribulation, one becomes an immortal."
"With the system in my hands, I'll definitely have a chance to become an immortal in the future." Zhao Yi became increasingly expectant.
He read it carefully for another half an hour before reluctantly putting it away.
"I need to prepare lunch. I don't know if Uncle Jiu will be back for lunch, so I'll make an extra portion for one more person."
Zhao Yi stretched and prepared to go to the kitchen to make lunch.
After all, food is essential for life; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal.
Especially Zhao Yi, who has been a cook for nearly 20 years, he will never go hungry.
"The only thing in this world you should never miss is delicious food!"
Zhao Yi stretched as he walked and went to the kitchen to start washing vegetables.
At that moment, the door of the mortuary was pushed open, and several people walked in from outside.
Because it was broad daylight and there were people at the mortuary, the main gate was not closed.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Yi looked out through the wooden window of the kitchen.
"It's Master!"
However, behind Uncle Nine were several other people, including members of the security team and those who looked like local gentry.
"yawn!"
Wencai seemed to have had enough sleep; he rubbed his eyes as he walked out of the house.
"Master, you're back!"
Upon seeing Uncle Nine and the others enter, they immediately greeted them.
"I told you to practice your skills more, but you just love to sleep in. You're hopeless," Uncle Nine said irritably.
He was truly at his wit's end with Wen Cai.
Not only are his talents in Taoist arts and martial arts poor, but he's also lazy and gluttonous.
Fortunately, Qiu Sheng has decent talent in martial arts. He has worked hard over the years and has reached the peak of Ming Jin, not far from An Jin.
Especially in the last two years, there has been some progress in Taoist arts.
Perhaps he can break through to the Dao realm before the age of forty and become a true Daoist.
But his literary talent is lacking; his martial arts skills are shabby, and his Taoist arts are utterly incompetent.
"hehe......"
"Where's your junior brother?" Uncle Jiu frowned upon seeing Wen Cai's appearance.
"Master, I'm preparing lunch."
Zhao Yi came out of the kitchen and looked at Uncle Jiu with some curiosity.
"Yes, A-Yi, this is Deputy Director Ding from the township office, and also some elders from Renjia Town."
Uncle Nine pointed to the people behind him and introduced them to Zhao Yi.
"Hello, Deputy Director Ding! Hello, fellow villagers!"
Zhao Yi was stunned, wondering why Uncle Jiu had brought these people here.
"They came here mainly to talk about things in your village, because..."
Seeing Zhao Yi's confusion, Uncle Jiu didn't waste any words and explained directly.
"So that's how it is!" Zhao Yi immediately understood.
Their village was robbed by bandits, and everyone in the village except Zhao Yi died.
Gold, silver, jewelry, and copper coins were looted, but the fields and houses remained.
Even though a large fire was set on them, Uncle Nine and his men arrived in time to rescue them.
So about one-fifth of it was burned.
The village still has quite a few houses left, and when you add in the farmland, it's definitely a large fortune.
The entire village was dead, and Zhao Yi was the only survivor.
So the people in the town discussed it and decided to let Zhao Yi inherit the position.
After all, the people in Huaxi Village are all related by blood, and the whole village shares the same family tree.
Is that so?
After learning the whole story, Zhao Yi was completely dumbfounded.
He wondered if such outrageous things would have happened in the Republic of China of that previous world.
But the huge windfall that had fallen from the sky truly shocked Zhao Yi.
"One moment he was penniless, barely able to share a room with Wencai in the mortuary, and the next he inherited a fortune?"
Zhao Yi's face immediately lit up with joy.
Regardless of whether this is reasonable or not, there's no reason not to accept free wealth.
"Whether you use it for spending or to redeem prizes, it's very useful."
He was determined to get that money.
"Junior Brother's life is just too good!"
Wen Cai, who was standing next to him, also stared wide-eyed at Uncle Jiu's words, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
"Ah Yi, what are your plans?" Uncle Nine asked at this moment.
Previously, Uncle Nine explained not only the purpose of his visit but also the method of distributing the wealth.
After discussion among the village elders, Deputy Director Ding, and others, two solutions were proposed.
The first thing was that the town would reissue the house deeds and land deeds to Zhao Yi, and then they would leave it to him.
Secondly, the elders in the town colluded to collect these things, gave Zhao Yi a large sum of money, and then these things had nothing to do with Zhao Yi anymore.
"Is there even a need to choose?"
Zhao Yi immediately chose the second option.
He didn't want to spend his whole life collecting rent in the village, after all, it was a remote village, not the provincial capital.
Moreover, the current warlord era is chaotic and the situation is far from stable.
Furthermore, having witnessed extraordinary power, Zhao Yi was even more unwilling to remain an ordinary person.
With the system at his fingertips, even if Zhao Yi's talent is average, his future is destined to be limitless.
What he needs is time and money!
I won't pass up the money that's being offered to me now.
"Okay, then it's settled!"
An old man with a goatee stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.
This choice is the most beneficial and hassle-free for them.
I thought I would have to persuade him, but Zhao Yi agreed right away.
"Uncle Jiu, let's give it to your apprentice at the price we agreed on before."
An elderly villager wearing black-rimmed glasses took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket; the cinnabar on them was still very bright.
"This is a bank note for 17 silver dollars. You can withdraw it from several money shops in the provincial capital."
As the old man spoke, he handed the silver note to Uncle Jiu.
"17 silver notes?!"
Even Zhao Yi was taken aback. He had thought that ten or twenty thousand silver dollars would be enough, but he didn't expect it to be so much.
Wen Cai, who was standing next to him, couldn't take his eyes off it.