279 Make money, make money, make money! (1/2)

What the owner of the gold shop did not know was that Ren Xiaosu did not care whether the Yang Consortium's currency had depreciated here or not. That was because the palace only required officially issued currencies. It was all the same no matter which organization's currency it was!

It could be said that the currently devalued Yang Consortium currency was just right for Ren Xiaosu's requirements. Moreover, the money he traded for would also be useful if he really went to the Yang Consortium's territory in the future.

After all, the Yang Consortium's currency would not depreciate in its own territory. Only the Qing Consortium and the Li Consortium currency would depreciate there.

Ren Xiaosu had not expected that the war would still bring him a windfall like that when they came back to the stronghold. He did not even know how he should thank the Li Consortium for this.

With the chaos going on outside during the war, no one would really care if he was just selling off a little bit of gold. So this was a good opportunity to get some of it off his hands.

It was no wonder some people often said that those who made money during a war were filthy rich. Ren Xiaosu could deeply understand the meaning of this now. When war broke out, much of the order that was in place would get disrupted.

The shop owner said with a smile, \”Young man, how much gold do you have? I'll take however much you have.\”

He asked the owner, \”How much of the Yang Consortium's currency do you have! I'll trade for however much you have!\”

He was that generous!

The shop owner lowered his voice and said, \”I have 240,000 yuan here. Right now, a gram of gold can be exchanged for 8,000 yuan of the Yang currency!\”

\”240,000 yuan is kinda low…\” Ren Xiaosu was already so rich that 240,000 yuan no longer interested him.

After all, his gold stash would hardly look any different if he took out 30 grams of gold to exchange for this amount.

No, Ren Xiaosu felt he had missed out on something very important.

He suddenly thought of something and asked, \”How much of the Qing currency do you have then? I'll trade for both of them!\”

The shop owner was ecstatic. \”Young man, you're doing a good deed. I really have you to thank! I still have 310,000 yuan of the Qing currency!\”

\”Gratitude received from Liao Yizhong, +1!\”

The voice from the palace said, \”Quest is 10% complete.\”

Ren Xiaosu was shocked. The palace had mentioned a quest to help ten stronghold residents who were suffering from the war. As it turned out, the owner of the gold shop fell under this category as well.

After thinking about it carefully, it did seem like that was the case. With all that money stuck on hand, this fellow had been suffering from insomnia for several days.

With that, Ren Xiaosu knew how he should complete the quest.

Ren Xiaosu immediately convinced himself from the bottom of his heart that he was not a war profiteer. He was only helping out the stronghold residents that were suffering in the war!

Ren Xiaosu knew that he was twisting words and logic, but how else could he make himself feel better?

Well, he could just convince himself!

…

Ren Xiaosu did not immediately head to the other gold shops but went back to the military truck first. He pulled down the tarp to cover the back of the vehicle so that no one outside could see what was going on within.

Ren Xiaosu looked at Wang Yuchi and the others and said, \”What I'm about to do is absolutely confidential. You cannot tell anyone about it, including your female classmates.\”

\”Can we tell Ms. Jiang, though?\” Wang Yuchi asked. Wang Yuchi still hadn't recovered from his injuries. But his pain went away after the black medicine was applied.