Transmigrating to Book 50, others hoard rice, I hoard money

Zhou Rong, who was hanging in the air and in invisible state, couldn't help but admire Yang Jinlin's cleverness.

Who would have thought he would hide his money in a cemetery?

Or in the coffin?

If this guy put his intelligence into work and worked hard, he should be able to make a name for himself. Unfortunately, he chooses to take shortcuts.

That would just ruin your own future...

Yang Jinlin carefully counted the money twice, and after confirming that the amount was correct, he closed the coffin lid and then piled leaves and branches on top of the coins in the basket to cover it up.

By the time I finished all this, it was already dark outside.

Yang Jinlin crawled out of the grave and stood near the tombstone, observing quietly. After finding nothing unusual, he took out the backpack, put it on his back, and walked back carefully with a flashlight.

After Yang Jinlin walked away, Zhou Rong appeared.

Take out the searchlight in the space, push open the coffin lid, put all the things in the coffin into the space, and then restore the coffin lid.

On the way back to the hotel, Zhou Rong discovered that a shop selling incense, candles and paper money was still open.

She thought for a moment, and appeared in a deserted place nearby, found the store owner, and asked how much paper money was left in the store.

The shop owner pointed to two baskets in the corner and said, "That's all I have. The fifteenth day of the lunar year hasn't passed yet, so I didn't go to buy any more goods, nor did I plan to open the shop. Someone just knocked on the door and said that an elderly person in the family had passed away, and they wanted to buy some incense, candles, paper money, and other things, so I temporarily opened the shop."

Zhou Rong took a look at the paper money in the basket. It was enough to replace Yang Jinlin's 400 million yuan, so he said he would buy it all.

The shop owner asked in surprise: "Why are you buying so much?"

Zhou Rong covered his face, sobbed a few times, and said, "My husband died. He was poor and terrified when he was alive. I want him to have enough money in the underworld, so I'll burn more for him."

The shop owner said with emotion: "It is rare to have such a good daughter-in-law like you. If your husband knew about this in the afterlife, he would definitely thank you and keep you safe."

Zhou Rong: "Yeah, I think so too. Boss, please help me tie it up."

"Okay! Do you want the paper figurines here? These are new styles I made before the New Year, and I'm the only one selling them. Each one is great, and can keep your man from being lonely down there." The shop owner asked, pointing at several "beautiful" paper figurines of women.

It’s only sold here, doesn’t that leave evidence for people?

When the time comes, Yang Jinlin will be able to find out that it is him.

Zhou Rong would never do such a stupid thing as doing bad things and then giving others a handle to use against him.

"No need. The organization advocates monogamy. My man will be mine both in life and after death."

Shop owner: “…”

After buying the paper money, Zhou Rong caught up with Yang Jinlin. He wanted to knock him out with a club, but he found that Yang Jinlin always walked to places with light and crowds, and looked around vigilantly.

Not wanting to expose himself, Zhou Rong went straight back to the hotel, intending to launch a new plan and use the scumbag to help him accomplish two difficult tasks.

Yang Jinlin entered the hotel through the back door. Seeing that no one noticed him, he hurriedly removed the branches from his backpack, leaving only a few leaves as a cover.

Arriving at Zhou Rong's room, Yang Jinlin put down the backpack, plucked away all the leaves on it, and explained, "The money I promised to give you is all here. I was worried that it might be robbed on the way, so I spread some leaves to cover it."

Zhou Rong looked at the backpack and said, "I need to count the money. Go find a suitcase. Otherwise, how can we take all this money out?"

Yang Jinlin glanced at Zhou Rong, knowing that he had no right to refuse, and went to look for the box tactfully.

When Yang Jinlin came back with a wicker box, Zhou Rong's money had already been counted.

"How come 50 is missing? Are you cheating again?"

"Nonsense! Didn't I give you 50 yuan when I went home yesterday? That money should be deducted!"

Zhou Rong was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yang Jinlin, so he grabbed him and pushed him hard onto the bed.

Yang Jinlin couldn't stand steadily and fell backwards on the bed.

Zhou Rong sat on him, quickly untied his belt, tied his hands, and then searched all over his body.

Yang Jinlin saw that all the money in his pocket had been taken away by Zhou Rong, even the money hidden in his underwear pocket was taken away.

It was snatched away in such an embarrassing posture, which made him angry and humiliated.

"You shrew! You vicious woman! You female hooligan! Are you ashamed? Do you have any sense of shame?"

Zhou Rong patted Yang Jinlin's face and said coldly: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words, otherwise I'll break your arms and legs and make it so you can't even crawl out!"

Yang Jinlin took two deep breaths and told himself that a real man should be able to bend and stretch himself and not argue with a mentally ill person.

"You are a woman, sitting on me and touching me all over. How can you be so shameless? Get off now!"

Zhou Rong got up from Yang Jinlin and counted the money he had found, which was 95 yuan.

After putting all the money in his pocket, Zhou Rong opened the door and said, "It's getting late. I need to rest. You can leave now."

Yang Jinlin climbed up from the bed and said through gritted teeth: "That money is all I have. If you take it away, how can I live?"

Zhou Rong didn’t believe that Yang Jinlin didn’t have other private money. This man was cunning!

Even if he is really penniless, he deserves it.

"You have no money to live on, what does it have to do with me? We are getting divorced soon, please always keep this in mind."

Yang Jinlin was so angry that his liver hurt. He said with trembling lips: "Didn't you say that I owe you 50 yuan? You take 50 yuan and give me the rest."

Zhou Rong: "The rest is your fine for being so cunning."

"you!"

Yang Jinlin couldn't argue with Zhou Rong, mainly because he couldn't beat him.

I could only try to calm my anger and said, "You are such a scoundrel. Since you have received the money, please write me a receipt, otherwise I will have no place to complain if you deny it in the future."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Once I have brought the money to Zhoujiawan safely, I will naturally write you a receipt. During this period, you must work with me to ensure that nothing happens to the money."

Yang Jinlin refused immediately: "No! I don't have that much time to waste with you! We will go back to Hong'an Township tomorrow and get the divorce certificate. After that, we will go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other.

I have already given you all the money you asked for. You should find a way to keep it safe. If you lose it, it has nothing to do with me and it will be your own bad luck."

The scumbag must have bad intentions when he says something like this.

When Zhou Rong thought of his new plan, he said, "I haven't found a house yet, so I have to stay in the city for one more day tomorrow. If everything goes well, we can go back to our hometown the day after tomorrow to get a divorce certificate.

It's not safe to keep this money in the hotel, you should go to the bank with me tomorrow to deposit it."

Yang Jinlin's mind was working quickly. If Zhou Rong really wanted to deposit the money into the bank, he would have no idea what to do. It would also be very easy for him to be exposed in the process of depositing the money.

After all, who as an ordinary person can come up with 400 million in assets?

We must rob Zhou Rong before she deposits the money into the bank!

Let the money return to you...