Qu Jianlei put the ring back into the box without much thought and put it into his arms.

Looking at the two layers of gold, he was a little worried. It didn't look big, but it must have weighed more than a hundred kilograms.

How to get this?

Gold is very heavy, and its specific gravity is abnormally heavy, making it very difficult to transport.

One hundred kilograms of grain is much easier to move than one hundred kilograms of grain.

After thinking for a while, he walked to the warehouse door and waved to the supervisor, "Please come over here."

The supervisor just wanted to avoid suspicion, but if the customer calls, of course he can follow.

In fact, he was also very curious, "What are your orders, sir?"

"I need a sturdy bag," Qu Jianlei frowned and said, "It can bear a weight of two hundred kilograms. Buy it at a high price."

The supervisor was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "The bag is easy to say...what should it contain? Is it corrosive? Can it be bumped?"

Qu Jianlei thought for a while, then led him to the cabinet, "Put the gold in."

When the supervisor saw Huang Chengcheng in his eyes, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and his face became uncertain.

"This is really... a treasure chest from more than 40 years ago. Now gold is no longer allowed to be traded."

Qu Jianlei and Xiao Jing were also a little speechless. In today's wasteland, gold is indeed a controlled material, and trading is illegal.

However, Qu Jianlei didn't care very much. Gold is controlled, but not that strictly.

He used to hang out in garbage dumps, so he knows this best. Gold can be found in many discarded components.

In the end, the gold did not go through formal circulation channels, but was digested by private individuals.

In the final analysis, what is prohibited is prohibited, but the intensity of the investigation is not strong - even the fat lady dares to accept gold.

Thinking of Fat Sister, Qu Jianlei's heart twitched again: Hundreds of lives... died because of me.

Then he couldn't help but become anxious, "Gold can be traded... just don't tell anyone."

"Gold... of course can be traded," the supervisor was stunned for a moment before he replied seriously, "It can be done now."

He didn't expect the other party to know anything about it, so he suggested seriously, "We will collect gold at a fair price."

(Updated to the new book period, please help me in any way.)
Chapter completed!