Although Lu Jing was mentally prepared, he was still stunned when he heard this number.
Two hundred thousand taels is not a small amount.
Even though Gu Caiwei's firewood business is so prosperous now, her total net worth is not more than 200,000 taels.
In fact, even those wealthy businessmen, few can spend so much money at once. After all, most of the money they earned has been invested in new businesses or used for expansion. It’s really a waste of money. There aren't many that don't move.
According to the man, the two hundred thousand taels were just spare money he had prepared for emergencies.
What kind of family is this?
Lu Jing was also shocked. Wen Xiaochuan's 400 taels of silver for a box of rouge was enough to make him feel the gap between the rich and the poor. He didn't expect to meet someone more arrogant today.
The key is that looking at a man like this, he is sleeping in the open with no roof over his head. Lu Jing originally wanted to use money to open a way, but now it seems that he has been hasty.
After making an agreement with Lu Jing, the man turned around, climbed back into the tree, and took down a hanging rag bag from the thick branch where he slept.
After opening it, I rummaged through it for a while before finding half a jade pendant inside.
"Well, take this first."
After saying that, he buried his head again, "Hey, where is my pen? When was the last time I wrote, was it half a year ago? Where is it?"
While talking to himself, he climbed up and down again to find nearly a cup of tea, and then he gathered all the pens, inkstones and paper.
After he finished polishing the ink and held Lang Hao in his hand, his whole temperament seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.
And when I put pen to paper, my pen was as graceful as a swimming dragon, as graceful as a startling dragon, without the sluggishness of not writing for half a year.
When Lu Jing first came here, he considered the imperial examination route, so he also practiced calligraphy hard for a period of time. Although he was not outstanding, he could barely be said to be average.
But now compared with men, it is a judgment of superiority.
The latter's attainments in calligraphy can already be regarded as a master of the world.
With this handwriting alone, even if he really knows nothing, he can still have enough food and clothing to live outside. With a little effort, it will not be difficult to be named on the gold list and become a noble scholar.
It's a pity that he himself has no intention of doing so.
The man did it all in one go.
After finishing writing, he put it down and started to write. He took out a valuable-looking jade seal from the previous rag bag and stamped it on the end. Then he handed the freshly written handwritten letter to Lu Jing.
"You take this thing to the steward of the Taiping Bank, and let him examine the half of the jade pendant. He will know that you are mine, and you can negotiate with them on my behalf."
"Okay." Lu Jing was standing aside just now and naturally saw the content on the paper.
I don't know whether to lament the man's big heart or his arrogance, because according to what he said on the paper, Lu Jing really represents himself, and even if he takes all the remaining money away from the bank, there will be no hindrance.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
Seeing that Lu Jing was about to leave, the man hesitated and said, "If you are free, please help me go to Zaoer Lane again. There is an old man Hu there. Take a look at him to see if there is anything wrong. Well, Just take a look at it. If he is short of money, leave him a hundred taels of silver and I will pay you back when he comes back."
Lu nodded, "Is there anything else?"
"No more," the man waved his hand, "You should leave quickly and don't bother me here anymore. I have to think carefully about the poison pill you want."
Lu Jingchong thanked the man, then said hello to Abao, and left the small valley with the jade pendant and the handwritten letter.
He originally planned to go directly to Taiping Bank, but after thinking about it, he turned back to his residence and took the black cat with him.
Since Hanshanke had no interest in Bai Bei, Lu Jing naturally kept it for his own use.
Although there are actually quite a lot of things he needs to cultivate now.
Swordsmanship, lush greenery, fire armor, stability, and changes in the situation...each of them takes time, but when it comes to drawing cards, no gamer can refuse.
Moreover, this is the legacy left by many paper figurine predecessors in Jinghu Valley for hundreds of years.
No one knows what treasures are hidden in it. If Lu Jing is lucky enough to get the poisonous elixir he dreams of, well, this is basically something that can only happen in a dream...
But no matter what, Lu Jing still has expectations for the many unique arts in Jinghu Valley.
However, as we all know, card drawing belongs to metaphysics. Under normal circumstances, what is drawn in the end and whether it is useful or not is out of control.
In the past, Lu Jing could only rely on washing his hands and using the toilet to add buffs, but now that he had a real buff collector, he naturally wanted to give himself a lucky buff before taking action.
However, given the lessons learned from the last fortune buff, Lu Jing actually felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, this thing can only be predicted through observation, and the final result may be quite biased.
But he had no other good options, and finally decided to trust the black cat again. Even if he couldn't find a lucky buff when he went out this time, it would be good to find a real wealth buff in advance.
It was with this mentality that one person and one cat climbed out of the coffin again and returned to Lintian City.
Lu Jing decided to do business first. After buying a meat pie to fill his stomach, he walked towards Jieshen Alley.
When he was investigating the case of the Kowloon Treasure Basin, he went to Jieshen Lane.
Xin Papi's Jieku opened there, and there was not only Jieku there, but also banks and gold shops, no fewer than dozens of large and small, with majestic buildings and vast facades, just like Lujiazui in Lintian City.
Tianping Bank is one of the four major banks, and its head office is also located there. It is said that daily silver transactions amount to one million taels.
But this million tael is turnover, and the profit attributable to the bank is definitely not that high.
So after hearing Lu Jing's explanation of his purpose, the waiter in charge of the reception knew that this matter was not his own to decide, so he quickly went in and invited the steward.
Taiping Bank's business is too big for one steward to take care of it. Therefore, there are four stewards in the main office alone, one senior and three junior. The one in front of Lu Jing is tall and dressed as a scholar, and there is no trace of his body. The sixty-year-old man who smells like copper is the chief steward.
He didn't despise Lu Jing because of his age and casual attire, nor did he deliberately flatter Lu Jing and perform his unique face-changing skills just because Lu Jing saved a lot of money in the bank.
After coming out, he politely raised his hand to Lu Jing, took the handwritten letter from Lu Jing, read it carefully and then returned it.
Then someone went to the back hall to open a numbered cabinet and took out a small wooden box.
"Mr. Nan Zhai's token."
"Oh." Lu Jingwen said and took out the half of the jade pendant that Han Shanker gave him. The old steward also opened the wooden box, carefully took out the other half and put it together, but it was exactly the same.
