The transaction went more smoothly than Yang Ling had imagined.
The other party never asked where the hundred refined blazing gold had come from, nor why Yang Ling wanted cash.
The silver notes worth a million taels weighed next to nothing, and Yang Ling casually stuffed them into the Green Dragon Ring.
But a hundred thousand taels of gold was truly heavy.
A full five thousand kilograms.
Yang Ling looked at the ten iron chests neatly lined up before him.
The chests were actually small, each containing forty gold bars.
Each gold bar weighed exactly twenty-five jin.
One chest held a full thousand jin of gold, which converted to five hundred kilograms in real-world units.
Luckily, gold is dense. A thousand jin only takes up the space of an extra-small briefcase.
While Shopkeeper Gu inspected the hundred refined blazing gold nearby, Yang Ling tossed all the gold bars into the Green Dragon Ring each time he opened a chest to check it.
In the blink of an eye, all ten chests were empty.
He gazed at the gold bars scattered in piles inside the Green Dragon Ring.
Yang Ling was filled with emotion.
If I could return to the real world now, these five tons of gold would be enough for a lifetime of food, drink, and fun.
By then, Shopkeeper Gu had finished inspecting the goods. With the delight of having made a handsome profit still on his face, he stepped forward and said,
"Senior Xu, would you like us to send someone to deliver this gold to a location of your choosing?"
"No need. This little bit of gold? I can just carry it away."
Holding five iron chests in each hand, ten in total, Yang Ling strode out.
Shopkeeper Gu stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded, staring