"Um..., Master...are those porcelains expensive?"

Hearing the young master ask about this matter again, Gao Ming was also moved in his heart. He remembered that when he took a box of porcelain from that warehouse, there were many guards around him, but those people's kung fu was average and they were no match for him.

If I remembered correctly at that time, there were a total of ten boxes in the warehouse.

Facing the young master's gaze, Gao Ming was a little curious.

"Yes, it is very precious."

"And I like it too."

Yi Chusan did not hide his intention. Gao Ming came from a remote countryside. He was different from the countryside in modern society. His heart was simple and pure.

Lend me 500 Yingyang and give it back to me if you say it will be returned to me. If he has any dissatisfaction, he can leave directly without seeing you and treat him sincerely. Gao Ming will not let you down.

"Master, that... I stole a box of porcelain from a dock warehouse in Foshan."

Hearing this, Gao Ming felt a strange feeling in his heart for no reason. He glanced around and saw that there should be no outsiders. He took a small step closer and whispered, if he hadn't stolen it, he didn't have such porcelain.

“Foshan Pier!”

Yi Chusan raised his eyebrows. If what he expected was true, combined with the news Uncle Ning gave him in Foshan, after France and England burned down the summer palace Old Summer Palace, thousands of precious things were leaked out.

Many of them came to Guangzhou and wanted to be transported out through the docks. Of course... the people behind them must be those foreigners. Not only that, Yi Chusan suspected that Foshan had those things.

There will definitely be related things in the docks around Guangzhou Fucheng, but they are hidden very deep and I don’t know about them.

"Master, that dock belongs to Mr. Long Jin Shenglong, a wealthy businessman from Foshan. When Gao Ming was still in Foshan, he often worked at his dock, so he knows a lot about things there."

"But Long Jinsheng has a very bad reputation in Foshan. The dock was obtained by someone who killed the original dock family a few years ago. It blessed his family with a lot of wealth, so there is no problem in Foshan."

"The stewards below also often deduct our wages. Once when I was doing work, I accidentally found a warehouse that was closely guarded by some people, so I took it seriously. It must be something valuable."

"After borrowing the young master's money, I ventured into it. Fortunately, the person I was protecting was not very strong. I took a box and left Foshan. There were ten boxes in the small warehouse. I took one and returned it.

There are nine.”

Gao Ming told the story about the Foshan dock. He had a very bad impression of Long Jinsheng, the man in his house. Otherwise, he would not have stolen the things in his warehouse. He thought they were valuables and could be worth five hundred yuan to the young master.

Yingyang.

Now, listening to the young master's tone, those things are even more valuable.

"Master, do you want the other nine boxes?"

Gao Ming is not stupid. Since the young master asked himself this today, he must be interested in those things. Anyway, Gao Ming has no burden on taking things from the Long Jinsheng warehouse dock.

"Gao Ming, are you willing?"

"Besides, one thing I can tell you is that those things are very precious and their origins are not legitimate, so even if you take away a box, there probably won't be any news in Foshan."

"Gao Ming, if you are willing to return to Foshan and bring back a box, I will give you five hundred taels of hard-earned money!"

Yi Chusan did have this idea. He didn't expect that there were nine boxes left there. He just didn't know if a month had passed and the nine boxes were still there. If they were still there, he couldn't get them without reaching out wisely.

It would be a pity if he wasn't here. Next, he should inquire about the news about Fucheng.

"Master, Gao Ming is willing to return to Foshan!"

Suddenly, Gao Ming was overjoyed and brought back a box with 500 taels of silver. That was not 500 Ying Yang. In terms of value, it was much more than Ying Yang.

In this way, if I get back nine boxes, that would be... 4,500 taels of silver.

The young master will not lie to himself, there are definitely precious things in those boxes.

"Well, Gao Ming, this time you go to our Taixing branch in Foshan first, stay there, and slowly inquire about the news. If you find anything... you can use Taixing's power to return."

"If you really encounter danger then, those boxes can be thrown away directly, and the people must come back. You are more important to me than those boxes."

"Can you remember it?"

Yi Chusan also smiled slightly, Gao Ming's strength has greatly increased now, if it is true, Gao Ming will definitely bring it back.

But I am afraid that I will get nothing, or that I will be in danger when the time comes.

"Master, don't worry, Gao Ming knows."

"Then I will go to Foshan today?"

Gao Ming felt warm in his heart and smiled on his face. With the young master's promise, Gao Ming felt that it would be best for him to go to Foshan now.

"Okay, you go have breakfast later, I will write a letter for you and go directly to Foshan."

Yi Chusan nodded, this place is not far from Foshan. If Gao Ming goes well, he can come back in about ten days. If not, he will be back one or two days earlier.

"Yes, Master."

Gao Ming cupped his fists and saluted.

"Um."

Yi Chusan also smiled and nodded.

****

"Master, it's very hard to practice Shaolin Boy Zhuang. Do you have to practice it?"

Half an hour later, after breakfast, Gao Ming took his parcel and the documents written by the young master and returned to Foshan again.

Yi Chusan stayed in the yard practicing calligraphy boredly, watching He Cheng directing people to carry out a large wooden box from his room. Yi Chusan was satisfied with it, and he was going to Xiguan Trading Company later.

.

The things at my cousin's place were almost sold out a month ago, and now it's time to make up for it. Last time, I made a profit of 700,000 taels. The goods this time should be higher. After all, I have a choice to buy.

But seven hundred thousand taels of silver was not enough. What I had planned before was to accumulate at least two million taels of silver, and then go to Citiland to join the wave of the industrial revolution.

The history books tell me that at this time, getting on a Citigroup bus is the same as taking a plane!

I also told He Cheng about learning Tongzizhuang from He Cheng, and generally speaking, there is no problem.

"Don't worry, Master, I should be able to persevere."

"Be careful with the things in the box and put them on the carriage. Let's go to Xiguan."

When I wrote the chapters of "The Analects of Confucius", let alone my handwriting in ancient block letters, I was really good at it. In my memory, I copied the facial expressions, which looked pretty good.
Chapter completed!