After waiting for half an hour, Han Weimin estimated that the ventilation was almost complete.

He went down to the stairwell again and lit the kerosene lamps one by one.

At this time, the kerosene lamp can burn stably.

Apparently, the air in the underground chamber was sufficient for human survival.

After Han Weimin entered and walked down more than ten steps, he saw seven or eight large boxes placed here in a haphazard manner.

However, there are fist-sized iron chains locking them tightly.

If an ordinary person came here, he would be groping in the dark.

But Han Weimin has a beautiful place, where two black gold pistols are stored.

Han Weimin took out the Browning pistol and shot at the iron lock.

"Bang~"

The muffled sound echoed in the basement, like thunder.

The chain was broken instantly.

Han Weimin waited for the iron lock to cool down, then he gently pulled it with his hand, and the lock was opened instantly.

He raised his right hand and opened the box.

I saw dark silver Yuan Datou coins stacked up one by one, as if they were about to overflow, which looked quite spectacular.

"Hiss... So many silver dollars, probably more than 3,000."

Han Weimin blew hard on the edge of the silver dollar, and suddenly a sharp echo resounded in his ears.

He couldn't help but smile.

The method to identify silver dollars is very simple. Just blow on it. If there is an echo, it proves that it is real.

If there is no movement at all, it couldn't be more fake.

Han Weimin was overjoyed. He reached down with his hand to see if there was anything different.

however.

It’s still the silver dollar below, and it will still be the silver dollar if it continues to go down.

"It looks like a box of pure silver dollars."

"In the future, the value of this box alone should be over a million."

With a thought, he put the box of silver dollars into Linglong Blessed Land.

Then, Han Weimin fired another shot and opened another large box.

This box is indeed different from that one.

Lying among them were neatly stacked small yellow croakers.

A whole box.

"Hiss... there are at least 500 in this box."

"One stick is 50 grams, and 500 sticks are grams."

As a time traveler, Han Weimin knew that the price of gold reached about 300 RMB at the beginning of the century.

After that, it soared all the way to over 500 RMB.

If calculated based on three hundred, its value would reach an astonishing 750W.

"As long as I can live peacefully until the reform and opening up, it won't be difficult to become the richest man."

Filled with joy, Han Weimin opened the other boxes.

There are three boxes of gold.

The remaining four boxes were all silver dollars.

"The chairman is really rich."

"What a pity! Soldiers bought with money are the least reliable."

After sending all these treasures to Linglong Fudi, Han Wenmin's total assets also increased wildly.

Afterwards, Han Weimin threw Heijin's body directly into a corner of the secret room and left it to rot.

"Finally, this trouble has been solved."

After leaving the secret room, Han Weimin covered the wooden board again and turned the mechanism on the Dragon King's head, covering the statue again on the entrance to the secret room.

Everything was restored to its original state.

In addition, treasures worth tens of millions disappeared.

Han Weimin raised his hand to look at his watch. It had been two and a half hours since he came out.

After leaving the Dragon King Temple, he looked around, observing whether his gunshot had alarmed passers-by.

After watching for a long time, there was no movement.

Obviously Han Weimin was overthinking it.

In this era, the population of Dragon Country was already very small.

Besides, this reed marsh is rarely visited by people.

Moreover, this Dragon King Temple has been abandoned for a long time.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, everything became materialistic, and no one dared to worship the Dragon King anymore.

I am afraid of being accused of being feudal and superstitious.

Then, Han Weimin whistled and pedaled his bicycle towards the place where the reed roots were being dug.

On the way, his mind moved and his consciousness sank into the system.

I saw system messages coming again.

"Ding, the host heals the patient and gains 50 points of merit!"

"Ding, the host heals the patient and gains 30 points of merit!"

"Ding, the host heals the patient and gains 25 points of merit!"

......

A wave of system messages came flooding in.

Han Weimin was pleasantly surprised.

“I didn’t expect this system to be so smart.”

"It's on do not disturb mode."

"If I don't go in to see it, it won't broadcast it."

"Very good, smart."

"I like."

Han Weimin looked at the statistics in the system and found that his merit income for that day was 1025 points.

This income is even more than what I can earn by working in an office.

"It seems that developing pills is imperative."

"If the pills I make can be sold in large quantities in the future, the merits I will gain will be enormous."

Han Weimin looks forward to the future.

At this time, Han Weimin saw that his total merit had reached 4337 points.

"It seems that Linglong Fudi will be upgraded soon."

Han Weimin was happy.

About forty minutes later.

Han Weimin returned to the place where everyone was digging reed roots.

From a distance, Han Weimin saw these people sitting on the ground to rest, each of them sweating profusely and with a red face.

And they all looked very tired.

Apparently, no one was used to the job of digging reed roots.

After all, they are a group of city people and have not done farm work for a long time. Their delicate skin and tender flesh simply cannot adapt to this kind of high-intensity labor.

When Han Weimin went over to take a look, he saw that the reed roots these people had dug were less than one-third of what they had dug when he left.

Han Weimin couldn't help but sneer.

"You guys aren't lazy, are you?"

"I've been walking around for three hours, and you guys haven't even dug up more than a third of what I have."

"Especially you, Shelkina."

"You didn't even dig one-fifth of what I did."

Sherkina said with a wronged look on her face: "Han Weimin, where have you been?"

"My hands are all blistered and I only dug out this little bit."

"I have tried my best."

Li Hua stood up with an unhappy look on his face.

"Han Weimin, we are a group. Just because you dig a lot, you can't travel around and enjoy the scenery."

"You should help everyone and strive for everyone to improve together."

"We have completed the mission entrusted to us by the organization."

Li Hua, who was exhausted, felt very unhappy when he saw Han Weimin so comfortable.

As a leader, he naturally wanted to vent his anger on Han Weimin.

Han Weimin sneered and said, "I am just helping everyone to improve."

“People who don’t know how to dig or don’t have the energy to dig should dig more.”

“Continuously improve your labor skills.”

“We will try to dig more next time.”

"If I dig it for everyone, how can others exercise?"

"I can dig, and I dig fast, so I should dig less."

"We can't let those with good skills keep exercising while those with poor skills just lie down and rest."

"Is this reasonable?"

After being rebuked by Han Weimin, Li Hua was speechless.

"you......"

"Strong words."

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Li Hua, I advise you to dig faster. It will be dark soon. When you go back, you will dig the least. Let's see what Dean Hou will think."

“Who is lazy and who is working hard is obvious from the numbers.”

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