“Enmmm, for each faction, Elementary soldiers cost 10 points, level two soldiers 50 points, level three soldiers 200 points, level four soldiers 500 points, level five soldiers 1000 points, and level six soldiers 2000 points.”
“It’s really not expensive. Taking Wei’s Tiger Leopard Riders as an example, a good set of heavy armor, a qualified warhorse, and an elite cavalryman would absolutely not be cultivated for 2000 taels of silver. But I can recruit one for 2000 taels, and it’s even cheaper with the seal of the king of wei, haha.”
After reading, Wang Jin did not summon anyone. The Great Jin had not yet fallen, and the existing order had not collapsed. If armored soldiers suddenly appeared in his Family and were discovered, the charge of rebellion would be directly placed on his head. It would be a sure path to death.
Then he looked at the general’s treasures:
Note: Can only be drawn from Hero’s Proof or through mission lottery draws.
Cao Cao
Cao Pi
Cao Ren
Cao Hong
Xiahou Dun
Xiahou Yuan
Xiahou Ba
Xu Huang
Le Jin
Pang De
Guo Jia
Xun Yu
Xun You
Dian Wei
Xu Chu
Sima Yi
Yu Jin
Cao Zhang
Zhang Liao
...?
“What is Hero’s Proof? Let’s click and see.”
The screen changed, and a line of text appeared:
Hero’s Proof can be obtained by killing heroes, prominent figures, and people of great Luck in this world.
“Enmmm.”
“Let’s look at the supplies again.”
This glance immediately plunged him into extreme excitement.
One shi of rice / 1 point.
“Good heavens, the price of rice in various places is almost up to 2 taels now!”
Warhorse / 100 points.
“Haha, now in You Province, a good warhorse is hard to find even for 300 taels.”
Iron swords, iron spears, armor... Wang Jin was surprised to find that this System mall might be the biggest Golden Finger!
Most of the items in the mall were more than twice as cheap as the current market price, which was a terrifying profit.
Especially now, with the world in chaos, the prices of grain, weapons, and armor were soaring. Moreover, fine weapons and armor were not necessarily available even with money, belonging to a market with no price.
Wang Jin was in a great mood at this time, so excited that it wasn't until night fell and A Bao returned that his agitated mood gradually calmed down.
“Let’s go.”
“Follow me to pay respects to Old Master.”
Wang Jin walked with light steps and a smile towards the separate courtyard where Old Master resided. The servants he passed could all feel Wang Jin’s good mood, and their own moods improved quite a bit.
Because if their master was unhappy, they would be out of Luck.
Speaking of which, this Old Master Wang, Wang Zhuo, was also a figure in Ji County. Wang Zhuo’s father was born from a collateral, illegitimate branch of the Langya Wang Clan. Due to dissatisfaction with some decisions within the clan, he left the Wang Family.
Wang Zhuo’s father was skilled in martial arts and had a knack for business. He built up a Family fortune in Ji County. Wang Zhuo, from a young age, preferred martial arts over scholarly pursuits and was naturally dissolute, spending his days with Gang members.
But fate is unpredictable. Wang Zhuo’s father passed away when he was twelve, leaving behind an orphan and a widow. Due to the reputation of the Wang Clan, some people dared not openly seize their Family property, but they secretly coveted the Wang Family’s houses, land, and assets, as wealth moves people’s hearts.
Wang’s mother took Wang Zhuo back to the Wang Clan to seek protection, but it would come at the cost of their Family property. Wang Zhuo was unwilling for his father’s lifelong efforts to be entirely taken back by the clan. Whether to be a chicken’s head or a Phoenix’s tail, everyone’s choice is different.
Returning to the Wang Clan and acknowledging his ancestors would indeed grant him clan protection, but while enjoying the conveniences provided by the Family, he would also have to fulfill his due obligations.
In his youthful arrogance, he believed that he could make a name for himself without the Family’s help.
Wang Zhuo suddenly repented, diligently practiced martial arts, joined the Ji County Canal Gang, painstakingly managed, fought his way to the top, and eventually became the leader of the Canal Gang.
He created the Ji County Wang Family in Ji County!
Wang Jin’s birth father, Wang Zhen, Wang Zhuo’s eldest son, had mediocre Aptitude (Wang Jin inherited this martial arts Trash talent), was neither good at literature nor martial arts, and lacked cunning and skill.
Entering the separate courtyard, he saw a spirited old man with white hair, a stern face, and long, narrow eyes.
He was bare-chested, holding a long saber, which he wielded with a whooshing sound, Saber Qi crisscrossing.
This Wang Zhuo was also an Inner Energy Realm master. Although he had outstanding talent, he unfortunately suffered many hidden injuries from fighting for his life in the Canal Gang back then, making it impossible for him to achieve Qi cultivation in this life.
His exposed body was covered in scars, silently narrating a bloody past.
“Grandpa.”
“Your grandson has come to pay his respects.”
Wang Zhuo stopped his saber movements, turned to look at Wang Jin, and waved to him.
“Come here, you little rascal. Did you send someone to the salt factory to withdraw silver just now?”
Wang Zhuo was very fond of this grandson. He was precocious from a young age, sensible, sweet-tongued, and good at pleasing adults. A few years ago, he even developed a method for refining snow salt and opened a salt factory, allowing the Canal Gang and the Wang Family to handle sales, which also earned a lot of money.
However, the salt factory was Wang Jin’s private property and did not belong to the Family. Wang Zhuo couldn’t bring himself to steal his grandson’s things, and besides, this boy had quite a few Jianghu figures under his command, so he couldn’t steal it even if he wanted to.
“What are you taking so much money for? What’s its purpose? What do you plan to do next? Do you need Grandpa’s help?”
“Hehe, I want to set up a merchant association.”
Wang Zhuo’s eyes narrowed.
“You want to establish a merchant association to do business?”
“Among the current generation of the Wang Family, you are the most intelligent. You are meant to study, to become an official, to bring glory to our Ji County Wang Family!”
Wang Zhuo was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes widened. Among the younger generation in the Family, he was the only one with a scholarly potential. The rest were either muscle-brained brutes or good-for-nothing wastrels.
This one precious grandson, who had always been known as a child prodigy, could compose poetry and prose with ease. Not to mention in Ji County, he was quite talented in the entire Fufeng Commandery. Even the County Magistrate, who came from a local gentry Family, admired him greatly.
Wang Zhuo had high hopes for this grandson. Only by becoming an official and entering politics could he lead the Family to a higher level. The Canal Gang had been rooted in Ji County for decades, but it still had to bow to the County Magistrate.
“Don’t worry, Grandpa, it won’t delay next year’s spring examination.”
Wang Jin had already passed the xiucai exam and planned to use his years of diligent study and the excellent essays he remembered from his previous life to pass the jinshi exam next year. Then, he would use his teacher’s connections to seek an official position, secure a territory to develop peacefully, and await the opportune moment.
In his childhood, Wang Jin already demonstrated the advantages of his Transmigration, being precocious and intelligent.
When Wang Jin’s teacher was living in seclusion in Ji County, he heard of Wang Jin’s intelligence. Seeing that the boy had a naturally astute mind, he developed an affection for his talent and took him as a disciple.
Wang Jin’s teacher was the current Grand Censor! One of the Three Ducal Ministers! A Grand Censor from the Legalist school!
If the Golden Finger had not Awakened, this teacher would have been Wang Jin’s greatest reliance in this life.