Chapter 89 Jinbao Bank

He has had enough of his life now.

Before this drought, he lived a good life, his family was well-off and his parents were loving. As the eldest son in his family, he was also loved by all. Although he was not a luxury, he was not short of food and clothing.

But everything has changed since the drought. The land that my parents have collected has not been harvested, and then my father got sick and then my mother...

He can live until now simply by relying on his expectations for him before his death.

In order not to drag him down, his parents resolutely chose to commit suicide and left all the remaining food in the family to him, which is why he can survive until now.

But these days are really hard.

He wants to be a rich man, and he can eat well with money, and wear well and buy the best coffin for his parents.

But if you don’t have money... it’s better to die now than to live in poverty.

"He said how much money he would give you?"

Mu Zhixu looked at the expression in the eyes of the man in yellow.

"Two hundred taels."

Mu Zhixu nodded, then looked at Gong Yan's whole body, and finally his eyes were frozen on his chest, which obviously bulged out, "Take it out."

She doesn't want to do it herself, she thinks it's dirty.

"I, aunt, I was wrong. This money... I only have this little property left..."

When death is about to begin, Gong Yan still wants to struggle.

Mu Zhixu's eyes swept over coldly, "Don't you want me to do it, do you?"

"I, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that Mu Zhixu was soft and hard, Gong Yan could only take out the silver bag hidden in his chest and serve it with both hands for his own life.

Just bear it for a while, and when it is over, he insists on this little bitch, the officer, soldier, and that man, don’t think about it!

Mu Zhixu looked at the money bag, with a hint of disgust in his expression.

But who would think that the money was too much? At worst, you could wash your hands hard later.

Mu Zhixu took the money bag and felt that the weight inside was quite heavy.

When I opened it, I saw that it was full of silver.

Each piece is not small, about two taels of silver, but this area adds up to only one hundred taels of silver.

She kicked Gong Yan, "It's not enough."

Gong Yan, a magistrate, was a magistrate who had been a magistrate for more than ten years. He always called him brothers and brothers. She didn't believe that he had just the money?

Gong Yan was kicked in a daze. No one stood up and fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to scold him. He took out a few more tickets from his cuffs, "Auntie, I ran away before I had time to leave. These are my last possessions."

After Mu Zhixu took it from him, he looked at it. There were about five of these tickets, each of which had a denomination of one hundred.

It says Jinbao Bank, which opened all over Fengchao, almost from the capital to the small towns and towns, with his voice.

So Jinbao Bank can be said to be universally used across the country, so there is no need to worry that the banknotes cannot be exchanged for money.

Mu Zhixu took out two silver notes and threw them to the man in yellow, "You deserve this money, and you will get both money and goods."

No need to say more about it next?

Looking at the silver notes thrown at him, the man in yellow looked full of joy and couldn't wait to rush over. After confirming that the silver notes were true, his face was about to be distorted with joy.

Money, a lot of money.

With these two silver notes, it is at least enough for him to open a shop in a safe place, so he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

OK, really good.

Before, he saw Mu Zhixu as if he was a female devil, but now he held the silver note and looked at Mu Zhixu again, but he looked very grateful.
Chapter completed!