Chapter 585: Content on the Silk Cloth

This silk cloth was yellow, and it didn't look big when folded together, just like a large handkerchief.

But it was only after unfolding it that he discovered this thing was truly quite large, a full bit larger than a single mattress sheet.

And it was covered with dense small characters written with some unknown pigment.

These characters were a bit difficult to read because they were too small and were all traditional characters.

This silk cloth looked like something from the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, because the characters on it were all about how to tame eagles and birds.

There were 7 ways to tame various eagles, including goshawks, yellow eagles, pigeon eagles, ospreys, harrier eagles, sparrow hawks, and golden eagles.

However, these methods of training eagles were only detailed for golden eagles, and the others were basically similar.

Besides these, there were some methods for raising birds, such as white sparrows, pigeons, mynas, hwameis, orioles, etc.

Wang An simply looked at the content on the silk cloth and folded it back up and put it into his pocket.

This silk cloth might be just a piece of silk cloth with years to others, and it could be considered an antique.

But to Wang An, it was truly a good thing, and a very practical thing.

You must know that Wang An's current wealth might not be comparable to those big tycoons who were about to rise, but it was absolutely enough to spend for several lifetimes.

Besides the large bills and gold jewelry at home, counting the gold harvested this time, Wang An already had more than 320 jin of pure gold, a little over 30 jin of gold rice, and 6 dog-head gold nuggets.

And there were those porcelains, jades, silver dollars, and calligraphy and paintings, as well as a huge number of ancient coins.

Most importantly, there was a large piece of Hetian jade and a night-luminescent pearl, but although these two things were valuable, Wang An had never intended to sell them, so they couldn't be considered wealth.

In short, Wang An was no longer short of money and had achieved true wealth freedom.

And Wang An after rebirth had no great ambitions, and as for doing business, he wouldn't even consider it.

Of course, if others were doing business, giving an idea to help, and then investing some money to get some dry shares was no problem; anyway, letting Wang An go into battle himself was absolutely impossible.

Not short of money, doing business was not as interesting as mountain-trekking and digging ginseng.

As for gold panning, forget it; unless he found another gold mine, Wang An didn't want to come to this gold mine, never again.

Therefore, in this situation of wealth freedom and worry-free life, Wang An wanted to try many things he hadn't touched in his past life.

With this piece of silk cloth, Wang An could finally start thinking about how to tame an eagle. As for the well-known "eagle-wearing-down" method, Wang An wouldn't dream of doing that!

Not sleeping for several days and nights, just for an eagle, damn, how uncomfortable! It must be said that the Eight Banners disciples of that year were truly good at playing, which was truly enviable.

Seeing Wang An fold the silk cloth and put it into his pocket, Wu Dong asked curiously:

"I see you seem to value this piece of rag? Is this some kind of martial arts mental method?"

Wang An laughed upon hearing this and said truthfully: "There's no martial arts mental method, it's just a method for taming and raising birds."

Hearing Wang An's words, Zhang Shuya teased Wang An with a smile: "What? Do you want to learn from those Eight Banners disciples of the past, carrying a birdcage all day, wandering around, playing with cats and dogs?"

Wang An didn't refute upon hearing this, still smiling and saying: "That's what you say, I have to have some pursuits, you pursue promotion and wealth, I pursue riding horses and carrying eagles, leading dogs to roar in the mountains and forests, isn't this quite good!"

Sun Nian heard Wang An's words and said in a sarcastic tone:

"What kind of pursuit is this? Why are you so unenterprising?"

Wang An was a bit dumbfounded upon hearing this, blinked his eyes quickly, and asked suspiciously: "Then I'm enterprising, which aspect should I be enterprising in, which is more appropriate?"

Sun Nian said without hesitation: "At the very least, you can't learn these unlearned things; you have to know that these things are all things that wear down people's fighting spirit. You have to farm well, work seriously, and in the future, you can earn..."

Speaking of this, Sun Nian seemed to have suddenly realized something, suddenly changed her tone, and said angrily:

"Anyway, you have to have a sense of enterprise when you are young; otherwise, you will have endless suffering in the future..."

It's just that speaking of this, Sun Nian couldn't say it anymore, glared at Wang An angrily, and stopped talking.

And Wang An saw Sun Nian's expression, but started laughing "Hahahaha..." loudly, laughing so hard that he was bending forward and backward.

It must be said that there was damn no image at all.

Wang An knew that when Sun Nian couldn't say it the first time, what she wanted to say later was "earning more money."

And when Sun Nian couldn't say it the second time, she wanted to say "endless suffering"! However, not talking about other things, just talking about the harvest that the group divided this time, which was about 185 jin of gold per person.

Just calculating at the lowest 8 yuan per gram, it was 740,000! If calculated according to the formal employee salary of this era, it would take a formal employee 1644 years, and they would have to not eat or drink to save so much money.

1644 years, oh my god, too damn terrifying!

In fact, Wang An understood very well what those who spoke ill of the Eight Banners disciples were thinking; it was nothing more than "sour grapes."

Most importantly, this was a huge, indescribable unfairness.

The common people in the Qing Dynasty couldn't eat, while a bird of an Eight Banners disciple was worth one or two hundred taels of silver.

Using other algorithms might not be accurate, just using food to convert, one tael of silver in the Qing Dynasty was equivalent to 300 jin of food, so 100 taels of silver was 30,000 jin of food.

That is to say, 15 tons of food bought a bird.

But it must be admitted that although the Qing Dynasty perished, who wouldn't envy the lives of those Eight Banners disciples?

As long as it's a person, they will envy, and not only envy, but also be jealous and hate.

Wang An's laughter made people feel that it was truly quite annoying, and the key was that it was too unscrupulous.

But this time, not only the group was silent, but even Zhang Shuya was silent, because the people present were all beneficiaries.

After Wang An finished laughing, Wang Shuai said with a smile:

"Reminded by Xiao Nian, I want to just eat and wait for death; what else is there to struggle for?"

Wang An said with a smile upon hearing this:

"Who knows about you, anyway I don't believe you dare to learn from me."

Wang Shuai said with a bitter smile:

"You're boring now, cutting a cut is fine, you still have to smear some soybean paste on the cut."

Wang An continued to laugh:

"Then look, watching you unhappy, I'm happy, that would be strange."

Just like this, the group chatted with full hearts and returned to the campsite.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 586 =====