Chapter 926

"Two million five hundred thousand?! Where's the money! Where's the money!"

Inside the Liang residence, a spherical object bounced over the wall from time to time, bringing wind with it.

The old toad jumped up and down, rolling left and right.

Meng Meng Bai Huo's eighteen fish-watching spots were all precious, and there was no worry about sales at all.

Liang Qu ran into the room, pulled out a rhinoceros-skin box from under the bed, and took out a thick bundle of silver notes, all in super-large denominations of ten thousand taels each.

He had never seen so much money in his life!

"Two million five hundred thousand; one million two hundred thousand in silver notes, and the remaining one million three hundred thousand—fifty thousand is still being raised, and eight hundred thousand is calculated in equivalent materials, still being transported."

"It is expected to be collected in full before the end of May; it's a bit slow, but Frog Master, rest assured, with Round-Head guaranteeing the Treasure Fish's spirituality, there's no need to worry about Meng Meng Bai Huo having any issues for at least half a year."

"Slurp! Good, good, good!"

The old toad took a deep breath of saliva, moved its five toes, and took the full bundle of silver notes, loving them so much it couldn't let go.

It pulled out one, and the slightly moist surface of its body absorbed the high-quality silver note; the fragrance of the ink entered its lungs, making it very intoxicated, swaying on the trestle bridge as if dancing a frog dance.

Pitter-patter.

Water foam splashed; the fat catfish closed its big mouth, waved its fins, slapped the water and its belly to accompany it, and the Black Dragon that came to drink water moved its front paws in turns, jumping and running around the old toad.

The old giant clam closed its shell, only feeling they were noisy.

The little Mirage Dragon on the roof secretly curled its lip, curled up its body, cushioned its head with its tail, basked in the afternoon sun, and continued to sleep soundly.

After the dance.

The old toad peeled off the silver note, shook its cheeks, and gathered its spirit.

"Buy land!"

"Buy land?"

The old toad patted the silver notes, making a thumping sound: "All! Buy three thousand acres of precious land with all of it; this master wants to plant it full of lotus!"

Liang Qu was shocked: "Frog Grandmaster, this must not be done!"

It didn't matter if he cheated two Treasure Fish to eat, but if he bought land with all two million, the Frog King would carry a big anchor to knock his head!

"Why not?" The old toad exhaled through its nostrils, very dissatisfied.

Liang Qu's brain turned rapidly.

"The Dragon Lord's cause is not yet half-finished, and the Great Marsh is divided into four; the Southern Region is exhausted, this is truly a critical moment of survival."

"Wind is born from the earth, rising from the tip of the green duckweed. A pond full of lotus, a small planting for pleasure is fine, but one must never be extravagant and wasteful, Frog Master! The great cause is not yet achieved; we should abstain from extravagance and practice frugality, and work hard to govern!"

The fat catfish raised its fins in support.

Liang Qu gave a wink, and black shadows darted out; the Otter flew and hugged the old toad's thigh, the little Otters jumped over one after another, hugging into a line like a train, and the little Da He Li saw the opportunity and hugged the other leg.

Wood chips flew.

The Great Da He Li took out its portable wooden board and gnawed out the eight characters "Abstain from extravagance and practice frugality, work hard to govern."

"Eh..."

Lotus leaves swayed in the wind.

The old toad carried its webbed feet on its back, dragging the Da He Li and Otter families, walking on the trestle bridge, sighing to the sky.

"The Frog tribe has misled me!"

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility! It is truly Frog Master's virtue, unique in ancient and modern times; the rise and fall of the Frog tribe for three thousand years rests on Frog Master's shoulders."

"If the Dragon is not destroyed, how can there be a home? Liang Qing's words are reasonable; abstain from extravagance and practice frugality, so we won't buy the land. Help this master exchange all these silver notes."

Liang Qu was stunned.

"Exchange all?"

"Exchange all!"

Pingyang Fucheng.

Pitter-patter.

The sound of abacus beads rang out; with one word from the old toad, the branches of the two major banks, Tongbao and Tongshun, fell into a vast ocean of counting silver.

The shopkeeper was busy and sweating profusely.

If Liang Qu hadn't come in person, he would have really thought he had offended someone, actually wanting to withdraw one million two hundred thousand in cash!

Fortunately, it was in the center of the prefecture city, and it was the relatively special Pingyang; if it were anywhere else, it would definitely not be possible.

"Pingjiang, I leave it to you."

"Rest assured, my lord!"

One million two hundred thousand in cash.

Just the clerks weighing it were twenty, busy from that afternoon until the day after tomorrow.

The common people discussed it, witnessing the carriages driving out one by one, drooling; everyone knew it was money inside, but looking at the tall and strong martial artists on the side, no one dared to act rashly.

The carriage stopped. "My lord, why is it at the pier?" The driver looked around, revealing confusion.

"It is at the pier." Long Pingjiang waved his hand. "All the silver on the carriage, sink it into the river!"

"Sink it into the river?"

Everyone was shocked.

"It's hard to find once it's sunk into the river..."

"Don't ask."

"Alright."

After repeated confirmation, it wasn't his silver anyway.

Splash!

Splash!

Water splashed at the Shangrao pier, and a strange scene of throwing boxes appeared.

Outsiders couldn't help but suspect it was some kind of novel sacrificial method, and secretly sighed at the wealth of the Pingyang people.

After going to the bank, Liang Qu took some cash from the counter, called Fan Xinglai, and placed a whole tray of thirty large ingots, totaling over fifteen hundred taels, on the table.

"Xinglai, sit! Do you know how to judge horses?"

"Does the proprietor want to buy a horse?"

"Yes, there are many people in the family; besides Chishan, it's too inconvenient for others to travel, so I'm asking you."

Fan Xinglai sat on the stone stool and analyzed seriously: "I know a little; a good horse at the horse market costs several tens of taels. I don't know how many the proprietor intends to prepare, male or female? Should the male be gelded? Are there any preferred coat colors?"

"Buy three, two mares; as for the coat color, go ask Chishan, as long as it likes them." Spring is here, Liang Qu had to consider Chishan. "As for the last one, height, weight, and build, you decide for yourself; the money for several sets of horse gear will also come from here."

"I decide?" Fan Xinglai was surprised.

"You've been raising horses for me for almost six years; your monthly wages have risen from six Great Qian back then to eight taels and four Great Qian now. I haven't cared too much about your martial arts, and I don't even know when you entered the Meat-Refining realm. Today, I'll gift you a good horse; the Huaiyin Martial Academy is far away, so it will be convenient for you to travel back and forth in the future."

Fan Xinglai's face flushed, he clenched his fists, his heels left the ground and then dropped, almost unable to sit on the stool.

"Five hundred taels, that can buy a strange-breed horse! Does the proprietor really intend to gift it to me?"

Liang Qu found it funny.

"The silver is here; do you think I'm looking for fun with you? If it weren't for the fact that Little Shunzi and Xiaokui from Uncle Chen's family were still young, I would have gifted them one today too."

Hiss...

Eight taels and four Great Qian a month, barely one hundred a year.

It would take five years of not eating or drinking to save up!

But how could a person not eat or drink? Besides, the expenses for martial arts are huge; to save five hundred taels, who knows how long it would take.

He hadn't earned that much in six years of feeding horses.

Such a generous proprietor is rare even in the Southern Zhili!

His excitement was overflowing; Fan Xinglai's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his butt hadn't touched the stool at all.

Worried that he might also improvise a frog dance, Liang Qu waved his hand.

"Alright, go pick a horse."

Fan Xinglai packed the silver neatly and ran to the stable in a flash to ask about Grandmaster Chishan's preferences.

By the time Liang Qu counted the silver notes and confirmed the quantity was enough to go out, Fan Xinglai had already run toward the prefecture government office, extremely active.

"Heh, running so fast, what kind of horse does he want?"

Ningjiang Prefecture.

"Teacher, forty-eight thousand taels! The student rounded it up to fifty thousand for you, not a single Great Qian less; please count it." Liang Qu grinned and handed it over.

The Xu Yue Prince leaned back in his chair and laughed: "What did you use it for this time?"

"Borrowing Teacher's tiger might to scare the wits out of that Ghost Mother Sect."

"You're married, but you haven't changed your nature; talk less empty words."

"Killed one on the spot, cut one in half, crippled two; if it weren't for a Heaven-Human expert surnamed Yi inside, the battle results would have been even richer. Unfortunately, with the opponent's divine ability, the one cut in half probably survived." Liang Qu said with regret.

"The Yi family, I've heard of them; they are standard and steady, not a loss."

The Xu Yue Prince pulled open a drawer, pinched a jade token, and placed it on the table.

Bang!

The sound was crisp, making Liang Qu's heart jump, fearing the jade token would break directly and hit him.

However...

Liang Qu rubbed his hands.

"Teacher, it seems there is another one in the drawer?"

(Chapter end)