C71 Pain Selection

Zuo Feng looked at the empty bookshelves and the mess on the floor. The corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up. After a long time, he had a rough understanding of all the books here.

The books that were casually discarded on the floor were not up to standard under his screening. The books that caught his eye were all carefully wrapped by him and carried on his back.

If one were to look at Zuo Feng now, he would be like a teenager on the run, with messy hair and a face full of sweat mixed with mud. There were many holes on his clothes and they were covered with dust. There was a long cut on his pants and there were bloodstains all over the place.

From the outside, it looked like there were several large boxes wrapped around his waist, and on his back, there was also a huge bag full of food. He looked very much like a beggar who was begging along the way.

Although the little beggar was covered in dust, his face was full of excitement and laughter. It was as if he was a person who hadn't eaten for a few days and was holding a fragrant roasted chicken in his hands. That slightly glowing green gaze looked more like a rat poison that had starved for a long time rushing into the granary.

He walked out of the stone room with excitement and anticipation, and headed for the last stone door. Just as Zuo Feng was about to leave, he remembered to dig out the Spirit Stones from the stone wall and put them into his pocket.

Zuo Feng, who was standing in front of the last stone door, tightened his grip on the black dagger. Because he had used too much strength on his bones, at this moment, his hands turned slightly pale, just like the last few times. Zuo Feng sat on his butt in front of the stone door, and fiercely stabbed his dagger into the crack in the door.

"Bang …" "Dong Dong …"

What was different from the first two stone doors was that the stone doors were very thin. Zuo Feng pushed with all his might, and the stone door was instantly opened. And because he used too much strength, his entire body rushed into the stone room.

He had been sitting on the ground before, so it was hard to tell if he had used force wrongly. However, what made him most upset was that his entire body was like a rubber ball as it 'rolled' into the stone room.

He rested on the ground for a long time before he slowly sat up. Because of the dim light and the thick dust on his face, no one could see that he was blushing. It wasn't because he was hurt, but because he felt deeply ashamed and disgraced.

The weight of the first two doors made him feel that the last door should be extremely heavy as well. However, he had easily pushed it open, which was the reason for such a big joke.

Inwardly, he cursed the person who had built this secret room for being so bored. Why would he come up with such a mechanism to embarrass himself? Furthermore, it would be completely useless against the intruder.

'Could it be that this is just the owner of this place, a simple special hobby? '

Looking around the secret room, Zuo Feng immediately denied his guess. The main reason why this door was built so lightly was because the items inside weren't that important to the owner of the room.

The items within the room were basically gold and silver. Compared to the books and herbs in the two stone rooms, the money was not too precious. The other reason was that if they had entered from a normal path, it would have been the first stone chamber. After all, under normal circumstances, no one would have entered from the place where Zuo Feng descended.

Staring at the gold and silver objects in front of him, Zuo Feng could no longer feel the excitement and expectation he had before. All he could see was a constipated expression of pain and awkwardness.

No matter what, he would never be able to move so many gold and silver objects away from this place. He estimated that if he wanted to move all the gold and silver objects in front of him, he would need two carriages to do so.

Moreover, this was only on the premise that he could carry all these items to the carriage. With Zuo Feng's current condition, if he wanted to take out the money, it would be a dream if he didn't do so within five to six hours. Moreover, he hadn't found a way out of this place yet, so where would he find two carriages?

"Sigh …"

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh. For the people of the Zuo Family who were living in Yan City, what they needed the most was money. Now that the money was right in front of him, he couldn't just walk away. Casually poking at the pile of gold and silver, he had a rough idea of what was inside.

There was also a Spirit Light Stone in the room, but it was different from the other two stone rooms. This stone room was filled with gold and silver items. As a result, the little spots of light here constantly reflected back, which made this stone room especially bright.

Under such a bright light, everything in the room was revealed. Zuo Feng started to think that the gold and silver objects in the pile were mainly gold and silver coins, and after looking through them, he realized that there were actually a lot of 'gold cakes'.

This kind of "cake" made from gold and silver coins was not common in the market. At least, in the village where Zuo Feng lived, he had never seen such a thing before. Only those who often went to the city to trade were able to come back and mention this "golden cake" a few times. Actually, it was no different from a gold coin, except that it was slightly bigger.

Gold coins, silver coins and copper coins were things that could be used in the daily life of ordinary people. A thousand copper coins could be exchanged for one silver coin, and a thousand silver coins could be exchanged for one gold coin. A thousand gold coins could be exchanged for a golden cake, and the size of a golden cake was about the same as a hundred gold coins.

Zuo Feng roughly estimated that it was possible to buy two or three restaurants like the Fragrant Storms in Yan City with these gold coins and golden cakes. However, if such a large amount of money were to flow into Yan City, it would likely immediately attract the attention of many powers.

Even if Zuo Feng had the ability to move all this money back to Yan City, he wouldn't let this money flow into the market all of a sudden. If he did that, not only would he not improve the conditions for the people living in the city, but he might also bring disaster upon them. Zuo Feng was somewhat more knowledgeable about the principle of having treasures.

He couldn't move all of them, but he had to take as much as he could under current conditions. If he were to give up on this windfall so easily, it would be difficult for him to sleep peacefully for many days in the future.

Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and took off his bag. He took out a relatively large piece of clothing. Zuo Feng had originally planned to use it to hide his battered body when he returned to the city. However, in the face of such a small mountain of gold, how could he care about image and stuff like that? Moving as much as he could was the right way to do things.

He opened up the large bundle of clothes and laid it at his feet. Then, he turned around and started to rummage through the pile of gold and silver. The gold and silver coins that he would normally covet were now like stones to him. Casually throwing them to the side, other than "golden cakes", there was nothing else in his eyes.

As soon as Xiao Lang's figure entered the room, it busied itself nonstop. "Ding! Clang! Clang!" The sound of metal clanging against metal could be heard. Golden and silver coins flew all over the place. Occasionally, a palm-sized piece of gold would appear within it. Then, the youth would carefully place him within a cloth that was laid out on the ground. There were already over twenty golden cakes on his clothes.

As he rummaged deeper and deeper, Zuo Feng discovered that the gold cakes within were also becoming less and less. He frowned slightly and thought for a while before he understood the reason.

This stone room must have been built by these Mountain Thieves from the very beginning, and in the beginning, they didn't have much of an income. As time passed, their strength grew, and the accumulated money grew in quality. The quality of the pile of money in front of them had also unknowingly witnessed the process of the Mountain Bandits evolving from weak to strong.

However, such a gang of bandits actually had so much money, herbs, and books. This surprised Zuo Feng, but he only thought about it for a moment and stopped thinking about it.

As Zuo Feng continued to pick his way down, it was almost impossible to see any gold bars or even gold coins. In the end, there were a lot of copper coins mixed in. Zuo Feng sighed and looked at the thirty-one gold coins in the bag. He felt like he hadn't had enough.

According to his original guess, there should not be more than fifty or sixty gold coins in this pile of coins. However, he had actually managed to find thirty-one gold coins from this pile of gold and silver coins. If someone outside heard his current thoughts, they would probably rush over and beat him up. That golden biscuit was probably something ordinary people would not be able to get after a lifetime's hard work.

He flipped through the book unwillingly and only gave up when he saw that most of the coins were copper and silver. As he turned around to look at the gold and silver coins that he had scattered all over the floor, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed about his previous thoughts.

Although he could easily place several hundred gold coins in it, he did not dare to take more. If he did, it would affect his mobility. At this moment, the enemies in the forest were holding onto a handful of money. If he encountered a danger and was unable to escape with too much money on his back, then he would truly be caught in his own trap.

Thus, although Zuo Feng wanted to take away as much of the money as possible, he was not blinded by greed. After selecting all the money he could take, he used his clothes to wrap the golden cake and gold coin tightly around his shirt. He then weighed it in his hand and tied it to the back of his neck in satisfaction.

Zuo Feng looked even more comical than before, more like a beggar on the run. Dressed in rags, he had a bag wrapped around his neck and a bag slung over his back. A large bag was tied around his waist.

Carrying so many heavy items, Zuo Feng was quite satisfied. After all, the harvest this time was not small. Just as he was about to dig out the Spirit Light Stone on the wall and leave, he suddenly turned around and looked at the pile of coins with lightning speed.