Chapter 78: Treasure

Yang Qing looked at these silver coins, his eyes gleaming.

If he took them for himself, he would be financially free for life.

But for him now, money is useless.

He already had over a thousand coins, and the amount kept increasing with time.

The key is that even with money he couldn't spend it, in an era where everything required coupons, money wasn't as important as imagined.

At least before the 1980s, money wasn't just unimportant; having too much could even invite trouble.

As for after the 1980s, making money wasn't difficult for him either.

He thought for a moment, then gathered the former dynasty's silver coins and placed them beside the bed.

Then he scattered the other silver coins, repacked them into jars, and put them under the bed.

Finally, he cleaned up any traces of his presence.

He took a few jars of the former dynasty's silver coins and walked out of the tunnel.

After exiting the dry well, Yang Qing checked again, made sure no one was around, then hoisted those few jars of former dynasty silver coins up.

He hid the jars in the nearby grass.

Yang Qing began his wild foraging.

All the way until evening, the sky grew dark.

Only then did Yang Qing return to where the jars were.

He picked up one, and using the dim light, walked toward home.

When he reached the pit where he had previously caught centipedes,

Yang Qing stuffed the jar into it, then pulled some weeds, broken bricks and dirt, and buried it.

He only needed to wait a few days for the weeds to grow wildly and cover the last traces.

By then, not only others, but even Yang Qing himself would have to expend effort to find it.

On the way home, Yang Qing kept thinking about how to use this treasure clue to maximize his own benefit.

The words of Manager Xu echoed in his mind.

He also thought of the black-clad figures jumping around during the house renovation at night.

And Director Wang, the Sun family members…

Yang Qing's eyes gradually brightened.

When he arrived home, Yan Fu Gui was already waiting at the door.

Seeing Yang Qing's bamboo basket at his waist, Yan Fu Gui's eyes lit up.

"Yang Qing, you went out again to look for game?"

"Come, let San Da Ye see your haul!"

Saying that, he reached to take Yang Qing's basket from his waist.

Yang Qing was startled by his sudden move.

He cried out in surprise.

"San Da Ye, you don't want to live!"

Yan Fu Gui didn't expect Yang Qing to react so fiercely, and he heard Yang Qing's words as: "Yan Fu Gui, you dare touch my stuff, you don't want to live?"

Plus Yi Zhonghai's provocation yesterday, Yan Fu Gui's face darkened instantly.

"Yang Qing, how are you speaking? I just want to look, and you say I don't want to live?"

"What, you still want to beat me to death?"

"You don't even put your San Da Ye in your eyes."

Yang Qing was both laughing and crying, but he wasn't happy about Yan Fu Gui obviously trying to put a hat on him.

He sneered, reached out, took the basket off, and handed it over.

"San Da Ye, you say that; if I didn't let you look, I'd be too ungrateful."

"Here, take a look if you want, but if anything happens, it's nothing to do with me."

"Gu Ning, come over and be a witness."

"If anything happens to San Da Ye, it's nothing to do with me."

Yan Fu Gui looked at Yang Qing's appearance, his heart also pounding, wondering if there was still some danger inside?

Could it be a poisonous snake?

He had never seen the scorpions and centipedes that Yang Qing caught.

He still thought it was like yesterday, just some crickets, frogs, etc.

During this period, Gu Ning, having followed Yang Qing's advice to stockpile supplies, had seen her household conditions improve greatly.

Thus she was very grateful to Yang Qing.

She didn't want the two of them to have an unpleasant quarrel, because only Yang Qing would suffer, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Yang Qing, what's inside this?"

Yang Qing understood her good intentions, shook the basket a bit, then opened the lid.

Gu Ning poked her head in and let out a loud scream.

"Ah……"

"So many centipedes."

Yan Fu Gui also leaned in to look, and saw the basket swarming with centipedes, a few of which were crawling along the basket toward the outside.

He was frightened and shouted urgently.

"Yang Qing, quick, cover it, cover it."

Yang Qing asked unhurriedly.

"San Da Ye, am I not taking you seriously, or am I doing this out of concern for your safety?"

San Da Ye pointed at the centipede poking its head out and said urgently.

"It's for my own good, it's for my own good; San Da Ye, I wrongly blamed you—quickly put the lid on."

Seeing San Da Ye appeased, Yang Qing gave a light shake, the centipede fell into the basket, and he then covered the child with it.

Afterwards, Yang Qing passed the basket over.

"San Da Ye, do you still want to look at this basket?"

"Fried centipedes are actually edible, but when frying, you must remove the poison glands, otherwise you'll be poisoned."

San Da Ye waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Never mind that there's hardly any meat on this thing, and besides, it needs to be fried—how extravagant!"

"No, no, but Yang Qing, you must keep a close watch on it—if it gets loose, you'll be responsible."

Yang Qing took back the basket and explained.

"I'll deal with them tonight. San Da Ye, have you ever collected medicinal herbs? This is a medicinal ingredient."

"I sell them to the pharmacy after processing."

Upon hearing they were for sale, Yan Fu Gui became interested again.

"Yang Qing, can this be sold for money?"

Yang Qing nodded.

Gu Ning also became interested upon hearing that.

"Yang Qing, are these easy to catch?"

Looking at their expressions, Yang Qing could hardly fail to guess what they were thinking.

"Centipedes are poisonous, indeed highly toxic—who would go catch something that could kill you?"

"Because they are not only poisonous, but also hide well and move quickly."

"They can easily crawl up your trousers into your clothing."

"It also often happens for centipedes to crawl into ears—you've probably heard of that."

"I'm a lowly life; I only did this work to survive before, and I've picked up a little skill."

"Gu Ning, you have elders above and children below; San Da Ye, your family is wealthy—would you risk your life for a little money?"

"Catching them all day is not as good as you, San Da Ye, catching a fish."

Upon hearing that, Gu Ning shook his head repeatedly.

"I can't do this."

"Now her gains mean she won't have to struggle so hard for the next few years."

San Da Ye still hesitated a bit, but upon hearing that catching them was less profitable than catching a fish himself, he gave up the idea of having Yan Jie Cheng risk his life.

Only someone like Yang Qing, a lowly life, would do this; the Yan family would disdain to do so.

"Hmm, not worth it, not worth it."

"Yang Qing, these centipedes are poisonous creatures—too dangerous."

"So you must handle them properly; otherwise, if something happens, you won't be able to bear the responsibility."

Yang Qing nodded.

"San Da Ye, I will definitely keep it safe."

Afterwards, he poured out five or six large white grubs (longhorn beetle larvae, the same as Bei Ye's) from another basket and handed them to San Da Ye.

"Rice grubs, roasted to eat—crispy and tasting like chicken."

Seeing the plump, wriggling worms in Yang Qing's hand, Yan Fu Gui almost vomited.

This reminded him of the worms that crawl out of public toilets on rainy days.

He waved his hands repeatedly.

"Take it away, take it away."

Yang Qing was surprised—there's still something San Da Ye won't eat?