The linen clothes were slowly burned to ashes in the brazier. Zhang Gongde's first seven days were over and he was buried in the earth.

As a filial son, Zhang Shouyan actually only worked hard on the first day.

The Zhang family's grandfather moved here from Huguang, so he didn't have many relatives and friends there. In addition, Zhang Gongde and his son Zhang Shouxing were unpopular with their style, so there were not many people who came to worship except the villagers.

Very few people came to the rest of the six days of mourning, so Zhang Shouyan only had to burn paper on time.

On the other hand, Gao Jiren sent someone to pay homage to him on the second day, and took away Zhang Shouyan's ultimatum and old monk Hongyuan's suicide note. On the sixth day, he also asked someone to deliver a gold ingot and a household registration document.

From then on, monk Fahai officially returned to secular life and became Zhang Shouyan, becoming the head of the Zhang family. He also gained a junior brother named Fa Mang (which almost made Zhang Shouyan laugh out loud at the vigil).

"Brother Yan, please forgive me!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, and there were seven or eight people behind him. They all blocked the entrance of Zhang Family Courtyard after Zhang Gongzhi was buried.

"Brother Xing made this statement during his lifetime, and your uncle also recognized it." The middle-aged man was a creditor of the Zhang family, but for some reason he couldn't get enough of it when facing Zhang Shouyan, "Since you have inherited the family business,

The famine we owe must be acknowledged."

Meier hid in her cousin's arms, not daring to look at these people.

In the past, when these people came to the house and yelled at her father, she was really scared.

Xing'er looked at her eldest brother with bright eyes, and her unhurried demeanor made everyone in the group not dare to speak too loudly.

Zhang Shouyan was actually speechless. According to the old monk, the Zhang family was still very prosperous back then. The two houses had a total of no less than 50 acres of land and two tile-roofed houses.

But all his uncle left him was a thatched courtyard and a total of ninety-three gu in debts, most of which were fees owed by his cousin Zhang Shouxing while he was studying at Fucheng Academy.

A fourteen-year-old boy died at the age of seventeen. He didn't know what he did in Fucheng, but he could owe so much money?

This debt is not a small amount. You must know that he sold the entire Zisun Temple and ten acres of monk land, plus a monk's tax-free quota, and only earned a total of ten taels of gold, which is only one hundred and sixty guan.

"Today is the first day of May. You might as well come back in three days."

The seven or eight creditors looked at each other and were wary of Zhang Shouyan's tall stature and magnanimity, so in the end they could only say yes.

In fact, they came today to take away the two daughters of the Zhang family. Xing'er and Mei'er are both good-looking, and people from the private shop have come to see each other secretly. As long as they get it, they can get twenty taels, and they are still alone.

Twenty taels.

Zhang Shouyan never thought of giving away the ingot of gold directly to others, because after having a formal identity, it would be quite easy for him to make money.

The Ming Dynasty still has three years to live. In order not to drag a pig's tail behind his head when he comes to this time and space in the future, Zhang Shouyan needs to accumulate wealth quickly.

At that time, you can move forward or retreat freely.

"Sister, you and Mei'er stay at home and don't go out, and keep close to the door. I'm going to the capital for my brother's sake."

Xing'er and Mei'er both nodded. Mei'er didn't even look at her cousin, and could only make herself look extra well-behaved.

Zhang Shouyan came outside the village and walked behind a deserted forest.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around. He opened a space crack in the air with one hand and then stepped in. The crack quickly disappeared into the air.

The other end of the space rift is a rental house in Hudu in 2022.

In 2022, Zhang Shouyan is no longer nineteen years old, but a young man in his mid-twenties.

After changing out of his monk's attire, Zhang Shouyan took the ingot of gold and went straight to a private gold shop seven or eight miles away.

In one's time and space trade, the most profitable and safest way is the gold and silver price difference business.

The price ratio of gold and silver in the late Ming Dynasty was ten to one, but in modern society, the price ratio of gold and silver exceeds sixty to one!

"The purity is only 80%. It is indeed an old item. Unfortunately, my store can only accept it as ordinary gold." After the shop owner finished testing, he looked at Zhang Shouyan's face again. "You definitely don't have a provenance certificate for this thing, so you can't buy it."

The market price is charged, I’ll give you three hundred yuan per gram, what do you think?”

In the Ming Dynasty, sixteen taels were made into one pound, which was an ingot of gold weighing one pound. The two parties agreed to calculate it based on 80% of 500 grams, and the total was 400 grams of pure gold. The boss transferred 12 W's to Zhang Shouyan.

Zhang Shouyan left the gold shop and immediately used his mobile phone to buy fifty silver bars for jewelry processing on PXX.

Each silver ingot weighs a pound, and the average price is only 4 yuan/gram. The total cost is 100,000 yuan.

After walking around the antique street again, he found an antique costume experience store and had someone put on a wig. Then he put on the ordinary Ming Dynasty clothes that he had prepared earlier. He returned to the rental house and stretched out his hand to open the space crack, and came to Chongzhen again.

Twelve years.

The most convenient way to get to Suzhou from Wujiang County is by boat. Zhang Shouyan directly chartered a small boat at the pier and went straight to Suzhou.

The charter fee was one hundred cents, and Zhang Shouyan paid for it with three hundred cents. The old boatman looked very unhappy.

But Zhang Shouyan only had twenty guan of treasure notes left by the old monk on him, and there was nothing he could do.

In the early Ming Dynasty, people had to rely on road signs when going out. However, in the Chongzhen year, the commercial exchanges in Songjiang, Suzhou were developed, and the process of checking road signs at the city gate was so extensive that it was almost completely abolished.

For the guards guarding the city gate, no road guide can be as useful as ten cents.

However, everyone looked down upon the treasure note, so the officer directly took a fifty-cent treasure note from Zhang Shouyan's hand before letting him go.

Suzhou in the Ming Dynasty was very large, especially the area near the river, with bluestone paths, weeping willows, and various carved beams and painted buildings that dazzled the eyes.

Zhang Shouyan turned into an alley, and several gangsters who had been following him followed him in with a smile.

The next moment, several streetwalkers escaped in a mess.

It was clearly an alley with dead ends, but this man actually disappeared alive!

Zhang Shouyan lived a normal life for two days in modern times, until he signed for the fifty silver bars.

First, he took ten silver bars and packed them in an antique rattan box. Zhang Shouyan came to Suzhou again in 1639.

Fuxiangji Silver Shop is located on Chaoyun Street in Linhe, Suzhou. You can tell that this is an old shop just by looking at the plaque and front door.

Ancient people attached great importance to the word "old shop", especially those involving the exchange of gold and silver.

"The quality of your silver is first-rate. No matter how thick-skinned Xiao Ke is, he can't say "not of good quality". But you also know that the world is not peaceful now, and gold is becoming more and more popular. You have eight hundred taels."

For silver, the shop can only exchange for eight or five colors of gold. Eighty taels can be paid immediately. What does the customer think?"

Zhang Shouyan took a sip of tea, made a quick calculation in his mind, and quickly came up with the result.

As expected, the old store was more particular and could give out eight or five colors of gold. With this sum, he could earn more than thirty-seven thousand more.

"make a deal!"

In just one day, Zhang Shouyan sold 50 silver bars in five old stores, and the gold in exchange sold a total of 308 W in several modern gold stores.
Chapter completed!