Chapter 10

"Little brother, could you let me take a look at the 'big yellow fish' in your hand?"

Yueyang turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in an ordinary white shirt smiling at him. Hearing the middle-aged man mention the 'big yellow fish,' Yueyang knew that even if he wasn't an expert, he was certainly not a novice. Before modern times, to preserve value and for convenience, the Chinese cast gold into two sizes of gold bars: one weighing one tael and the other ten taels, known as 'small yellow fish' and 'big yellow fish,' respectively. However, in modern times, few people knew about these terms, and those who did were usually well-versed in the field.

Seeing the middle-aged man smiling at him with a questioning look, Yueyang couldn't be stingy, especially since safety was guaranteed in the Treasure House. He pointed to the bag and said, "Of course, sir. If you're interested, feel free to take a look."

The middle-aged man nodded and was about to walk over to pick up the gold bar when a voice from the side interrupted, "Old Huo, you're getting bolder. Today, you even dare to snatch my business on my turf!"

As the voice faded, a middle-aged man with a refined appearance, dressed in a well-fitted black suit that Yueyang couldn't name, walked over and said with a smile, "Old Huo, you've become even bolder in my absence. Today, you even dared to intercept my goods. Are you itching for a fight?"

The middle-aged man called Old Huo turned around and couldn't help but laugh, pointing at the newcomer and saying, "Zhao Santong, your face is getting thicker. These things aren't yours yet, so why can't I take a look? The young brother hasn't said anything yet, so why are you in such a hurry?"

The newcomer also laughed, walked up to Yueyang, picked up one of the gold bars, weighed it in his hand, and examined it carefully before nodding and saying, "Not bad. The style, color, and design are indeed from the Ming Dynasty. Young brother, I'll take these 'big yellow fish.' What's your price?"

Seeing the newcomer's impressive demeanor, Yueyang thought for a moment and said, "Sir, I'm not very knowledgeable about antiques. You're the expert, so please give me a price. As long as it's reasonable, I'll agree."

"Hmm, you're a smart young man!" Zhao Santong looked at Yueyang with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "We in the Treasure House value integrity in our business. These 'big yellow fish' can't be priced at the regular gold rate. How about I give you 300,000 yuan per bar? What do you think?"

Yueyang thought for a moment. If he sold the gold bars at the regular gold rate, he could get no more than 90,000 to 100,000 yuan per bar. The 300,000 yuan per bar was a fair price. Of course, if they were auctioned, the price would be different, but that was another matter.

Yueyang nodded, "Alright, I'll sell these gold bars to you."

"Hey, wait!" The middle-aged man beside him hurriedly said, "Young brother, don't sell them all to him yet. I really like these 'big yellow fish.' How about you give me one? I'll give you 400,000 yuan for it!"

"Um..." Hearing this, Yueyang turned to Zhao Santong, as he had already agreed to sell all the gold bars to him.

Zhao Santong also laughed, "Alright, I'll give you one. Young brother, Old Huo is a well-known local tycoon. If he's willing to give you the money, take it!"

Half an hour later, Yueyang walked out of the Treasure House, with 3.1 million yuan added to his bank card. His hand in his pocket, he felt a layer of sweat on his palm. Honestly, this amount of money was something he had never dared to dream of. For a moment, he almost wanted to stay in the modern world, as this money would be enough for his entire life if he spent it wisely.

But this thought quickly vanished from his mind. The image of the old lady's kind face, the gentle and shy smiles of the Linglong sisters, and Shunbao's honest appearance flashed before his eyes. Yueyang knew that if he didn't return soon, the entire Yue Family Village might be taken over by the Wang family and others. He would never forgive himself if that happened.

Putting these thoughts aside, Yueyang quickly drove to the seed company. He directly told them that he wanted to buy ten tons of hybrid rice and wheat seeds. The sheer quantity immediately caught the attention of the company's management. The manager rushed over, ushered Yueyang into his office, and began to serve him tea and water with great care.

The manager of the seed company was an expert and knew very well what ten tons of seeds meant. At about one kilogram of seeds per acre, ten tons of seeds could cover seven to eight thousand acres of land. This indicated that the young man in front of him must belong to a large farm. More importantly, the seed business was a steady, long-term affair, with regular purchases. If he treated Yueyang well, it could mean nearly a million yuan in business each year.

Yueyang didn't waste time. Having grown up in the suburbs and having farmed before, he quickly negotiated with the manager. He bought 4,000 kilograms of hybrid rice seeds at 40 yuan per kilogram and 6,000 kilograms of wheat seeds at 1.3 yuan per kilogram, and asked the company to deliver the seeds to his home in the suburbs. After settling the payment of over 300,000 yuan, the manager, seeing Yueyang's promptness, promised to deliver the seeds to Yueyang's home within three hours.

After buying the seeds, Yueyang hurried to a machinery factory to purchase two sets of small positive circulation drilling machines and two tons of diesel fuel, also requesting delivery to his home. After completing all these tasks, Yueyang returned to his home in the suburbs.

By evening, sitting in the courtyard, Yueyang almost cried when he saw the yard filled with goods. He calculated that, besides the ten tons of seeds, the two sets of drilling equipment alone weighed nearly six tons, and with the 50-kilogram drums of diesel, the total weight was 18 tons. He couldn't delegate the task of moving these goods to anyone else, so it seemed he was destined to be a laborer.

As the night slowly passed and the hazy morning sun rose from the horizon, the early birds chirped outside the courtyard. Yulong, wearing a light green gauze dress and a red chrysanthemum picked from the garden, looked particularly charming with her fair, oval face.

However, at that moment, Yulong was sitting on the stone steps in front of the house, her hands supporting her small face, a look of worry on her face. She suddenly turned and shouted into the house, "Sister, Master has been gone for two days. Why hasn't he returned yet? And this time, he went alone, without even Shunbao. It's really worrying."

Yuling, who was wiping furniture inside, walked to the flower bed with a basin of dirty water and began watering the flowers. As she watered, she gently scolded, "You, always overthinking things. Master has his own business to attend to. We, as servants, just need to serve him well. Why worry so much? By the way, go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast in case Master comes back soon."

Yulong didn't believe her sister and laughed, "Sister, you're too worried. It's early morning. How could Master return so early? I don't believe it!"

Seeing Yulong's disobedience, Yuling pretended to be angry and raised the wooden basin, "You naughty girl, even ignoring your sister. Go and prepare breakfast!"

Seeing her sister's anger, Yulong stuck out her tongue and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"Knock, knock... knock, knock..."

The Linglong sisters looked at each other, and Yulong quickly ran over, shouting, "Coming, coming! Who is it, knocking so loudly!"

"Creak!"

The courtyard gate opened, revealing Yueyang's exhausted face and Yulong's shocked cry.

"Ah, Young Master... You... How could you return so early? And... And you look like this!"

The person at the gate was indeed Yueyang. He looked completely different from the night before, like a farmer who had just returned from the fields. His face was dirty, his hair disheveled, and his clothes were in disarray. If Yulong hadn't looked closely, she might not have recognized him.

After spending the entire night as a laborer, moving over ten tons of goods through the time portal, Yueyang, exhausted, said irritably, "Yulong, hurry up and help me inside. I'm about to collapse!"

"Ah, o... okay!"

Yulong was startled by Yueyang's appearance and quickly helped him stagger inside.

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