To get rich quickly, you need to be simple and rough

Shen Yujin arrived at the deadly quiet Qingfeng Village. Madam Qin really understood her master's intentions. She had dug a big and deep pit. All the bandits were lying neatly in the pit!

Shen Yujin, who has a mysophobia, quickly threw Sun San from the storage bag into the pit! This storage bag can no longer store food. Seeing the master nod, Madam Qin was as excited as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

The pit was filled up in a short while by pushing the branches. Shen Yujin was not idle either. He was busy collecting grass and catching rabbits. His wife had already packed up the property of the entire bandit's nest neatly.

Just waiting for the master to take it away, looking at the pile of boxes on the ground and the loose change found on the bandits, Shen Yujin waved his hand and put them all into his own space.

As expected of a bandit den that had been operating for decades, the wealth was still quite considerable. Shen Yujin now just wanted to go back to bed early, so he released a bulldozer from the space and razed the entire bandit den to the ground.

He also used his wood-related abilities to make Qingfeng Village overgrown with vegetation. This way, even if someone came in the future, they wouldn't be able to tell that anyone had ever lived here.

It was already three in the morning when Shen Yujin finished his work. He rode his off-road motorcycle and hurried home.

Shen Yujin sped along the way and returned home at four o'clock in the morning. He put away his off-road motorcycle and put Qin Niangzi and little Mandala, who were riding on his back, into his space.

With a quick leap, Shen Yujin climbed over the courtyard wall and went to his room. He entered the space, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and left the space. He didn't care about the money or anything else. The most important thing was to make the most of the time to sleep.

Shen Yujin had just fallen asleep for a short while when he heard a howl in the yard, and then everyone in the room ran out. Shen Yujin knew without a second's hesitation that Aunt Ruan had been discovered.

It was impossible to sleep with such noise, so Shen Yujin put on his outer robe and went to the yard. The front yard was crowded with family members.

Concubine Ruan was placed on a piece of dismantled door panel. Shen Fu felt a little sad and asked someone to go to Concubine Ruan's room to get her a new set of clothes.

Ruan Yi Niang's favorite jewelry was also given to her to wear. The housekeeper was busy driving the carriage to the city to buy coffin for Ruan Yi Niang. Shen Fu took out twenty taels of silver and asked the housekeeper Zheng to buy thicker material.

Since Aunt Ruan was a concubine, it was not her custom to stay at home. Several servants packed up Aunt Ruan and carried her to the back door. In less than an hour, Butler Zheng brought back the funeral supplies from the town. The servants put Aunt Ruan in them, packed them up, and took her out of the Shen family's house through the back door.

Shen Fu also paid for a ritual for Aunt Ruan and bought a piece of charity land to bury her.

Then, the families in the village who had connections with the Shen family came to annoy Shen Fudao, and no one mentioned the words "Auntie Ruan" anymore.

This is the status of concubines in ancient times. Shen Fu was considered kind. When a concubine died, some families would give the concubine's parents a few taels of silver for burial and then leave them alone.

For a concubine like Ruan Yi Niang, who came from a family background and had no children, this was a good fate. If the mistress of the house did not tolerate her, she would be thrown into a mass grave with a tattered straw mat.

Therefore, who would be willing to send a good child to be a concubine if they were well off? As for favoring a concubine and abandoning the wife, that was also a joke. When the wife died, the concubine could not be promoted to the first wife. The man could marry another wife of equal status.

Nor can you promote a concubine to be your legal wife! Otherwise, if your personal morality is compromised, you will be condemned by thousands of people and will not be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life. Your political career will also be over.

Shen Fu only talked about Concubine Ruan for two days, and then he did what he had to do. The housekeeper went to the yamen and reported that Concubine Ruan had died suddenly of illness. That was the end of it. From then on, the Shen family no longer had to pay Concubine Ruan's head tax.

After Shen Yujin had eaten and slept well, he had time to go into the space to see what good things these bandits had stored.

When Shen Yujin saw the densely packed boxes on the open space, he felt that he had underestimated this group of bandits.

After all, they had been operating in the richest place in the world for so long, and the amount of wealth was a little beyond Shen Yujin's expectations.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the country was in chaos, and this group of bandits often harmed local salt merchants and retired officials.

Decades of accumulation were truly remarkable. Shen Yujin had amassed over 900,000 taels of gold, over 3 million taels of silver, 5,000 dan of grain, and dozens of boxes of antiques and paintings. Countless silks and satins were also collected. It was unknown whether they had stolen anything from the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau.

There were also dozens of boxes of gold and silver jewelry. This group of people was indeed full of evil. There was a whole box of gold and silver locks and bracelets for children alone.

This gang of robbers literally punched the Nanshan Nursing Home, kicked the Beihai Kindergarten, and shouted in the morgue, but no one dared to respond. They also clubbed, kidnapped, and robbed wealthy businessmen and officials. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, this group made a fortune.

In this wealthy area of ​​Jiangnan, they robbed several salt merchants. This time, they were so foolish as to provoke Shen Yujin and got into trouble.

It is estimated that the leader of Qingfeng Village never figured out who he had offended until his death! Shen Yujin's mood suddenly improved after making a fortune, otherwise this night of trouble would not be enough to make up for the trouble.

Shen Yujin touched a beautifully crafted phoenix crown for a lady of noble birth: "This gust of wind is really damnable. It even took away the dowry of the mistress of the house."

The bandits' warehouse had a wide variety of things. In addition to a large amount of food, there were thousands of jars of wine and beverages, all sealed with mud. This group of unscrupulous people even dug out the buried girl's red wine.

Some wines are obviously aged at first glance. They feel light when you pick them up, but when you open the mud-sealed jar, you will find only a thick layer of sticky paste inside.

Shen Yujin picked up a little with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, then poured in new rice wine. After stirring it all together, the aroma of the wine was so strong that it made people drool.

Shen Yujin drank it all in one gulp, and a warm feeling rose from his stomach. This was indeed a good wine.

Shen Yujin added a few drops of spiritual spring water into the jar, and the wine cream in the jar became even more fragrant.

Shen Yujin came out of the space refreshed and came to old man Shen Fu's house holding a jar of wine.

Shen Fu was resting with his eyes closed in a chair when he saw Shen Yujin open his eyelids. "My eldest grandson is here. There's some newly bought sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate. Try it and it tastes good to me. I gave one plate to Zhen girl, and you can eat the rest."

Shen Yujin raised the jar in his hand and said, "Grandpa, I won't eat your osmanthus cake for nothing. Look at what this is.

If you don't like it, I'll give it to my dad to drink!"

Shen Fu's eyes flashed with brilliance: "Put it down quickly, you little bastard. I think you have a conscience. Grandpa loves you well!

Your father has a bad taste and can't tell good from bad. He is wasting the best girl's red wine by drinking it!

It has to be my eldest grandson. I’d like it if anyone else could remember me, an old man!

"Oh, this wine must be sixty or seventy years old. Where did you get it? You bastard, why don't you bring out some new wine? Are you trying to make your grandfather envious to death?"

Shen Yujin stopped joking and took out a jar of new wine, a plate of five-spice beans, and a plate of braised pig ears. Shen Fu mixed a bowl of wine and drank it all in one breath. Before Shen Fu could say that the wine was good, a resentful voice came from the side:

"Dad had some good wine and you didn't even invite me. You just hid in your room and ate it all by yourself!"