MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 12 Just died yesterday, still fresh
Chapter 12 Just Died Yesterday, Still Fresh
Old Money and Silver Building!
A gold and silver processing shop in an alley in the old town.
Lin Ye is currently melting industrial silver for Master Qian.
He bought silver plates from the metal company, but he wanted to bring them to ancient times, so he couldn’t use silver plates, but had to smelt them into silver ingots.
Lin Ye wasn't worried about the private minting of official silver. When he was locked up in the courtyard, he read a small storybook, which mentioned the private minting of silver ingots.
The bureaucrats of the Dagan Dynasty were corrupt, and not much of the tax money collected went into the treasury.
But when they got to the back, they lay completely flat. In order to save trouble, the procedure of returning the tax silver to the furnace and recasting it with the official silver stamp was directly cancelled.
This is also convenient for filling private pockets, and you can go out and spend directly with tax money, saving you having to find a place for smelting in private.
"In your movie, the props are quite thoughtful. They are really silver."
"Of course, we are a big investment, and every link strives to be realistic."
Lin Ye chatted with Master Qian with a smile on his face. The reason he came to smelt industrial silver was that he was an employee of a film and television company, and he wanted to shoot a costume drama to make some ancient silver ingots as props.
Master Qian also has molds for silver ingots. Modern people play with flowers and make gold ingots and silver ingots a lot, but most of them use pure gold and silver, and less industrial silver.
The processing fee is fifty yuan per catty.
"Master Qian, do you have a look at this bracelet?"
At the door of the store, a middle-aged woman and an old man walked in. The woman was holding a jewelry box, and after opening it was a gold bracelet.
Lin Ye glanced at the gold bracelet, and saw that the style was more than ten years ago.
"Old man, sit down."
Looking at the old man following behind the middle-aged woman, Lin Ye stood up from the stool and offered his seat to the old man.
Just after Lin Ye finished speaking, both Master Qian and the middle-aged woman looked at him, both of them looked confused.
"Little brother, what are you talking about, where did the old man come from? You said that I almost couldn't hold the musket in my hand."
Master Qian's words made Lin Yeru stunned by lightning. He looked at the middle-aged woman's expression and confirmed that Master Qian was not joking with him. Neither Master Qian nor the middle-aged woman could see the old man in front of him.
Hell again!
In an instant, Lin Ye thought of that old man Li, and thought of the words of Daoist Dingxuan.
One's soul is unstable and easy to see ghosts.
It turns out that not only the different world, but also the real world can be seen by oneself.
"Haha, I was just kidding."
Lin Ye let out a haha and walked over, looking at the old man, and the old man smiled at him at the moment. With this smile, the old face was all wrinkled, and Lin Ye felt a little nervous when he saw it.
"Young man, don't be afraid. I'm Aixiang's father. He just died yesterday. I didn't have time to say something to my daughter when I was with her. But now that I'm dead, my daughter can't hear anything. I want you to help me, young man. I relayed some words to my daughter."
The corner of Lin Ye's mouth twitched, he just died yesterday.
The old man said it as easily as eating, what's the matter, the corpse is still fresh.
"Ahem, Master Qian, you are busy first, I'm going out to take a breath, my **** hurts from sitting for too long."
There was a rich master and the old man's daughter in the store. Lin Ye couldn't talk, so he said hello and walked out of the store, walking towards an alley beside him.
Two minutes later, Lin Ye knew what happened to the old man.
Before his death, the old man worked as a lumber guard in a timber factory, earning more than 2,000 yuan a month. On weekdays, he lived and boarded in the factory, because the factory gave out cash. The old man was afraid that the money would be stolen, so he put the money where it should be. I put it in a jar and found a place to bury it.
Originally, the old man wanted to wait until he was too old to work, and then go home with money, but he didn’t expect to come back from dinner at his daughter’s house yesterday, and accidentally fell down in the dark, because it was night, and he was found after a few hours , is out of breath.
As the saying goes, children are afraid of choking, and the elderly are afraid of falling.
Even if the old man looks strong and healthy on weekdays, once he falls and gets injured, various diseases will follow, and his body can easily be crushed.
Because he didn’t tell his daughter about the hidden money before he was alive, the old man’s soul refused to leave after death, but people and ghosts travel different ways, and the daughter couldn’t see him, let alone hear him speak.
Lin Ye was a little embarrassed. If he told the old man's family, wouldn't that be the same as telling them that he could see ghosts?
At that time, the old man's younger generation will pester him again, wanting to see the old man or something, and make trouble for himself for no reason.
"Young man, I won't let you help for nothing. If you find it troublesome, you can dig out the money and put it secretly at the door of my daughter's house. In order to express your gratitude for your help, you can take three thousand yuan as a reward."
Lin Ye was a little moved, but wouldn't it be a bit immoral to earn money from dead people?
Thinking of this, Lin Ye had a thought, and he traveled back to the different world again, opened the package on the ground, and changed into the clothes of the different world.
"Daoist Dingxuan... open the door, Dawu... Dawu little Taoist priest, open the door quickly!"
Back to another world, Lin Ye walked out of the house he wanted to buy, walked to Qingfengguan gate, and began knocking on the door and shouting loudly.
Three minutes later, the viewing door opened, and Daoist Ding Xuan looked at him with a cold face with dark circles under his eyes.
"Master Daoist, I have something I want to consult."
Lin Ye ignored Daoist Dingxuan's unfriendly expression, and said with a chuckle, "If there is a family... Will I suffer retribution if I accept this money?"
Daoist Priest Ding Xuan remained silent.
Lin Ye thought for a while, then took out another small silver shard from his sleeve and handed it over.
Daoist Dingxuan looked better, and said: "Young Master Lin, don't worry, taking this money will not bring any retribution to Young Master Lin, let alone shortening his life."
"Why?"
"When the old man comes home after drinking late at night, if the daughter and son-in-law are filial and send the old man home, the old man will not fall and die. If the children are not filial, the old man dies suddenly and fails to tell where the money is buried, so the old man will make a deal with Mr. Lin , This is their own financial ruin, if they are filial enough, how can they have Mr. Lin's share. As long as Mr. Lin is not a lion, it is fine to ask for more than half of the hidden money."
"Thank you for your guidance, I understand."
Lin Ye clasped his fists and turned to leave. Daoist Ding Xuan said coldly, "Mr. Lin, the old Taoist advises you, don't deal with ghosts."
Lin Ye was stunned. When he looked back, Taoist Dingxuan had already closed the gate, so he could only smile helplessly. The Taoist priest misunderstood him. It was the ghost who came to him on his own initiative.
Behind the door, the little Taoist Dawu asked in bewilderment, "Master, what do you mean by your last sentence?"
"In just one hour, the soul in his body became a little unstable again. He estimated that his money was earned from Yinhun. Yinhun's money is not so easy to earn. If this continues for three days, he will become a The lost soul."
"Then master, why don't you persuade Mr. Lin."
"Dawu, you have to remember." Ding Xuandao said long and earnestly: "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost, especially when it comes to money. This kind of people have tasted the sweetness of making money, and they can't be persuaded. pestering you to solve it for him."
"But I feel that Mr. Lin is not such a person."
"How old are you, your master, I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen a lot of people. Don't talk to such people, otherwise it will be easy to implicate yourself."
Lin Ye went back to the house to change his clothes, teleported back to the modern age, looked at the old man standing in front of him, and said, "I promise, I will give the money to your daughter, and I will only take three thousand."
"Thank you, young man." The old man hastily expressed his thanks.
Lin Ye waved his hand: "No, I'm paid too, it's just a transaction."
Walking out of the alley and returning to the store, the old man's daughter had already left. Lin Ye asked curiously, "Master Qian, did that elder sister change the bracelet for you just now?"
"What kind of money to change? It's for sale. It's also a miserable person. Yesterday, the old father at home fell to his death while walking, and my husband got cancer and took medicine all the year round. Now I don't have any money for the funeral of the old father. I want to **** it." Bracelets for some money."
Lin Ye was taken aback, and his eyes turned to the old man on one side.
Good guy, the son-in-law has no money for medical treatment, and you, the father-in-law, hide the money, aren’t you the only child, and keep the money for your own retirement.
The old man had a bitter expression on his face, and explained: "My son-in-law's illness can't be cured. The son-in-law gave up on himself. She is stubborn, but she doesn't give up. The family money is spent on the son-in-law's treatment. The two children will study in the future. What about going to school, my money is reserved for the children."
Lin Ye was silent. Maybe the old man's behavior was a little selfish, but from a certain point of view, it was the right choice.
Too many families have been dragged down because of these incurable diseases, people have not survived, and they owe a lot of debt. The old man can't be wrong when he thinks about the future of his grandchildren.
"Little brother, it's ready, it's thirty catties in total, I'll give you a discount, one thousand and three will be enough."
"Thank you, Master Qian."
Lin Ye gave the money, put the silver ingots in a schoolbag, walked out of the store with the schoolbag on his back, looked at the old man and said, "Take me to dig money."
An hour later, Lin Ye was in the corner counting the money he took out from the jar. They were all worth a hundred, and the total was 67,000.
After taking the money, Lin Ye followed the old man to his daughter's house. When passing by the door of a bank, Lin Ye stopped and walked towards the bank.
"Young man, what is this?" The old man seemed a little afraid of the bank and didn't dare to follow him in.
"I'll save the 3,000 yuan I should take." Lin Ye didn't turn his head, and his voice floated from the door of the bank
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Fifteen minutes later, in an old community, Lin Ye came out of an apartment building.
"No need to send it away. I also know from Master Qian that your family is not easy. It just so happens that our foundation has a donation activity for cancer patients recently."
"The money is not mine either, so don't thank me."
Lin Ye quickly walked out of the community under the grateful eyes of the woman.
As soon as he walked out of the community, the smile on his face disappeared.
Behind him, at the gate of the community, the old man was constantly bowing towards him.
Lin Ye didn't look back, but waved his hand impatiently to the back. He didn't want to look back at the old man, he was annoyed when he saw it.
I didn’t make any money, so I paid 3,000 by myself.
(end of this chapter)
