Chapter 12: I just died yesterday, but it’s still fresh

Old Qianyin Building!

A gold and silver processing shop in an alley in the old city.

Lin Ye is now melting industrial silver for him by Master Qian.

I bought silver plates from metal companies, but if he wanted to bring them to ancient times, he naturally could not use silver plates, but would have to melt them into silver ingots.

Lin Ye was not worried about private casting of official silver. When he was locked up in the yard, he read a small story book, which mentioned the private casting of silver ingots.

The bureaucrats were corrupt and the taxes collected were not much into the treasury, and they were all embezzled from layers of corruption. At the beginning, the officials of the major officials had to melt the official silver so as not to have the effect when they were taken out and spent.

But after that, I was completely flat. In order to save trouble, I cancelled the procedure of returning the tax silver to recast and casting the official silver mark. The local governments only need to melt the collected tax silver and facilitate transportation.

This also makes it convenient to fill your personal pockets. You can go out to spend money directly with the tax bank, and save money on it and find a place to melt it in private.

"Your movies are quite attentive, and they are really silver."

"Of course, we are a big investment, and we strive to be realistic in every link."

Lin Ye and Master Qian chatted with a smile. He came to melt industrial silver. The reason he found was that he was an employee of a film and television company and wanted to shoot a costume drama to create some ancient silver ingots as props.

Master Qian also happens to have silver ingot molds, which are used by modern people to play with. Many gold ingots and silver ingots are created, but most of them use pure gold and sterling silver, and less industrial silver.

The processing fee is fifty yuan per catty.

"Master Qian, look at this bracelet?"

At the door of the store, a middle-aged woman and an old man walked in. The woman was holding a jewelry box. After opening it, it was a gold bracelet inside.

Lin Ye glanced at the gold bracelet, and the style was from more than ten years ago.

"Old man, please sit down."

Looking at the old man following the middle-aged woman, Lin Ye stood up from the stool and gave up his seat to the old man.

But after Lin Ye finished speaking, Master Qian and the middle-aged woman both looked at him, both of whom were confused.

"Little brother, what are you talking about? Where did the old man come from? I almost didn't hold the musket in my hand when you said."

Master Qian's words made Lin Yeru stunned by lightning. He glanced at the middle-aged woman's expression and confirmed that Master Qian was not joking with him. Master Qian and the middle-aged woman could not see the old man in front of him.

Hell again!

In an instant, Lin Ye thought of the old man Li and the words of Taoist Master Ding Xuan.

It is easy to see ghosts if your soul is unstable.

It turns out that it is not only another world, but also the real world.

"Haha, I'm just kidding."

Lin Ye raided and slapped over and looked at the old man, and the old man smiled at him at this moment. With this smile, the old face was full of wrinkles, and Lin Ye felt a little scared when he saw it.

"Young man, don't be afraid. I am Aixiang's father. I just died yesterday. I followed my daughter and didn't have time to say something to my daughter. But now I'm dead. My daughter can't hear anything I say. I want to ask you to tell me some words to my daughter."

Lin Ye's mouth twitched, he just died yesterday.

The old man said it was as easy as eating. Why? The body was still fresh.

"Ahem, Master Qian, you are busy first. I'll go out and take a breath. My butt hurts after sitting for too long."

There was a rich master and the old man's daughter in the store. Lin Ye couldn't speak, so he said hello and walked out of the store door and headed into an alley next to it.

Two minutes later, Lin Ye learned what was happening to the old man.

The old man was guarding timber in a timber factory during his lifetime, and he spent more than 2,000 yuan a month. He usually stayed in the factory because the factory was cash given, and the old man was afraid that the money would be stolen, so he put the money in a jar and found a place to bury it.

Originally, the old man thought that he could not do anything when he was old and then took the money to go home, but he didn't expect that after returning from his daughter's house yesterday, he accidentally fell down because it was night and he was discovered after several hours. He was already exhausted.

As the saying goes, children are afraid of choking, and the elderly are afraid of falling.

Even if you look at a tough and healthy elderly person on weekdays, once you fall and get injured, various diseases will be triggered by them, and your body will easily be destroyed.

Because he did not reveal the money hiding to his daughter during his lifetime, the old man was unwilling to leave after his death. However, humans and ghosts had different paths, and his daughter could not see him, let alone hear him.

Lin Ye was a little embarrassed. If he told the old man, wouldn’t it be like telling him that he could see a ghost?

At that time, the old man's juniors will pester him again and want to meet the old man and cause trouble for himself for nothing.

"Young man, I won't let you help in vain. If you find it troublesome, you can dig out the money and put it secretly at my daughter's door. In order to express your gratitude for your help, you can take 3,000 yuan as a reward."

Lin Ye was a little moved, but would this kind of money earned to death be a bit immoral and shorten his life?

Thinking of this, Lin Ye thought about it, and he traveled back to another world, opened the package on the ground, and changed into clothes from another world.

"Master Dingxuan... open the door, Dawu... Little Taoist Dawu, open the door quickly!"

Back in another world, Lin Ye walked out of the house he wanted to buy, walked to the door of Qingfengguan, and began knocking on the door and shouting loudly.

Three minutes later, the viewing door opened, and Taoist Master Ding Xuan looked at him with a cold face with his dark circles on his face.

"Master, I have something to ask for inquiries."

Lin Ye ignored Taoist Ding Xuan's bad expression and smiled and said, "If there was a family... I would have lost my life and suffered retribution."

Taoist Master Ding Xuan remained silent.

Lin Ye thought for a while, took out a small piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it over.

Taoist Master Ding Xuan looked a little better and said, "Young Master Lin, don't worry. If you collect this money, you won't bring any retribution to Mr. Lin, let alone a life-span."

“Why?”

"The old man drinks and goes home late at night. If the daughter and son-in-law are filial and sends the old man home, the old man will not fall and die. The children are not filial enough. The old man suddenly dies and fails to inform the place where the money is buried, which leads to the old man having to trade with Mr. Lin. This is their own financial loss. If they are filial enough, how can Mr. Lin be the share? As long as Mr. Lin is not a lion, it will be fine to ask for more than half of the money he has hidden."

"Thank you for your advice, I understand."

Lin Ye turned around and wanted to leave. Taoist Master Ding Xuan said coldly: "Young Master Lin, the old Taoist advises you to avoid dealing with ghosts."

Lin Ye was stunned. When he looked back, Taoist Master Ding Xuan had already closed the viewing gate, so he had to smile helplessly. Taoist Master misunderstood him, it was the ghost who took the initiative to find him.

Behind the door, the little Taoist priest was puzzled and asked, "Master, what does your last sentence mean?"

"In just one hour, his soul was a little unstable. I guess his money was earned from Yinhun. Yinhun's money was not so easy to make. If it continues like this, it will become a soulless person in less than three days."

"Then why don't you persuade Mr. Lin?"

"Great enlightenment, you have to remember." Taoist Master Ding Xuan said earnestly: "It is hard to persuade the damn ghost, especially the money related to money. People like this have tasted the sweetness of making money, and they can't persuade them, and they will only pester you to solve the problem."

"But I feel that Mr. Lin is not such a person."

"How old are you? Your master, I traveled around the world and saw more people. If you don't care about this kind of person, otherwise it will be easy to involve yourself."

Lin Ye returned to the house to change his clothes and teleported back to Hyundai. He looked at the old man standing in front of him and said, "I promised that I will give your daughter the money, I will only take three thousand to go."

"Young man, thank you." The old man quickly expressed his gratitude.

Lin Ye waved his hand: "No, I got paid too, it's just a deal."

Walking out of the alley and back to the store, the old man's daughter had already left. Lin Yegu asked curiously: "Master Qian, did that elder sister just used a bracelet to modify it for you?"

"What kind of money is changed? It's sold. It's also a miserable person. Yesterday, my old father fell to death while walking. My husband got cancer and took medicine all year round. Now I don't have enough money to hold a funeral for my old father. I thought about pawning my bracelet to exchange for some money."

Lin Ye was stunned and his eyes swept to the old man on the side.

Good guy, even the son-in-law has no money to treat the disease. You, the father-in-law, still hide the money. Are you not the only daughter? You keep the money for yourself to support your old age.

The old man had a bitter expression and explained: "My son-in-law's disease cannot be cured. The son-in-law himself gave up. Knight-in-law was stubborn and she just refused to give up. The family's money was spent on treatment for her son-in-law. What should I do if my two children go to school in the future? I kept the money for the children."

Lin Ye was silent. Maybe the old man's behavior was a bit selfish, but from a certain perspective, it was the right choice.

Too many families have been dragged down by these incurable diseases. People have not survived and still have a lot of debts. The old man cannot say wrong when thinking about the future of his granddaughter.

"Little brother, I've done it. It's thirty kilograms in total. I'll give you a discount, just 1,300."

"Thank you, Master Qian."

Lin Ye gave the money, put the silver ingots in his schoolbag, walked out of the store with his schoolbag, looked at the old man and said, "Take me to dig money."

An hour later, Lin Ye counted the money he took out from the jar in the corner, all of which were 100, totaling 67,000.

After taking the money, Lin Ye followed the old man to his daughter's house. When he passed by the door of a bank, Lin Ye stopped and walked towards the bank.

"Young man, are you?" The old man seemed a little afraid of the bank and did not dare to follow him in.

"I'll save the three thousand dollars I should have." Lin Ye didn't look back, and his voice floated out from the bank door.

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Fifteen minutes later, Lin Ye walked out of a unit building in an old community.

"No need to give it to you. I also know from Master Qian that your family is not easy. It just so happens that our foundation has recently donated activities for cancer patients."

"This money is not mine either, so don't thank me."

Lin Ye quickly walked out of the community under the woman's gratitude gaze.

As soon as he walked out of the community, the smile on his face disappeared.

Behind him, at the entrance of the community, the old man was constantly bent down and bowing towards him.

Lin Ye didn't look back and waved his hand impatiently to the back. He didn't want to look back at the old man, and he was annoyed when he saw it.

I didn't make any money, so I even spent three thousand yuan on my own.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!