I have ten trillion licking dog gold

There is a law in physics.

Quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.

Gold measured in kilograms might only be good enough to be used as electrical wire, but once it reaches a certain tonnage, it's a different story.

That's right.

tonnage.

The gifts given to daughters are measured in grams, but when it comes to gifts for oneself, the amount suddenly skyrockets to tons. Who could accept that?
How many times greater is the difference between 100 grams and 100 tons?
Ok.

Calculating this kind of problem is not very meaningful; it's clearer to calculate the cash value of 100 tons.

100 tons of gold, calculated at current market price, not in Japanese yen (given the yen's current precarious situation), so we'll use the RMB exchange rate.

— Between 1000 billion and 1200 billion.

What is this concept?
For ordinary people, wealth exceeding 100 million is beyond their comprehension, but Mrs. Fujiwara could.

And you should know that.

100 tons of gold cannot necessarily be equated with paper money.

for example.

If the Fujiwara family had 100 billion yen, could they buy 1000 tons of gold on the market?

Absolutely impossible!

How much gold does Japan have in total reserves?

Around 80 billion.

A large portion of these are strategic reserves and cannot be circulated.

To buy 100 tons of gold, you have to go to the international market, which requires sufficient foreign exchange!

If there were enough foreign exchange reserves, how could the yen have any problems?

Far away.

Actually, going back to step one is enough.

Can the Fujiwara family come up with more than 100 billion yen in cash?
Do you know what it means to have 100 billion yuan in standing cash reserves?

Sorry.

99.999% of people have no idea.

Therefore, Lady Fujiwara's dazed state is entirely understandable.

Whether 100 tons of gold can save the yen is another matter, but at least it can ensure that the Fujiwara family will remain the number one family in Japan.

“Jiang Sang…”

The only sound was the sound of the Taoist nun putting down her chopsticks, and the sudden silence was broken only by Fujiwara Reiki's call.

"That's not fair!"

Her eyes held a hint of resentment, and she looked aggrieved.

She's definitely a hopeless romantic.

She is 100 grams, her mother is 100 tons. This is not a question of fairness or unfairness; they are worlds apart.

But the key point is...

Is the issue of fairness now the focus?

Is someone just bragging?

Open the world's gold reserve rankings.

There are roughly thirty countries with gold reserves in the hundreds of tons.

There are 233 countries and regions in the world.

In other words.

Possessing one hundred tons of gold would make one incredibly wealthy—

"Can you produce one hundred tons of gold?"

Mr. Jiang wasn't even being addressed anymore; at this point, there was no time for pretentious pleasantries.

Lady Fujiwara's gaze was fixed on the man who had caused such a sensation, and she no longer bothered to keep her voice steady.

She certainly knew this man's "resume" and "achievements" in Japan.

But she believes that it was all thanks to the collective strength of the Chinese nation.

But the other party's casual remark shattered her understanding.

The feeling of cognitive collapse is extremely unpleasant.

"can."

Jiang Chen's response was as concise and to the point as ever.

Are you sure you're not joking?

Whether it was a joke or not, Jiang Chen laughed when he heard that.

"Does Madam not believe I have 100 tons of gold, or does she not believe I would give 100 tons of gold to Madam?"

Is it possible that both possibilities exist?

"I just met you, Madam. You may not know me well, but Your Highness certainly knows that when I have a piece of cake, I don't mind sharing half with you." He was talking about the cake, but Jiang Chen also swallowed the cherry-shaped steamed bun. To be honest, it was quite moist.

Her Highness the Princess has once again been captivated by Boss Jiang's charm. She is completely mesmerized and lost in thought, unable to offer any further evidence.

But why would she be needed to provide corroboration?

"You have two hundred tons of gold?!"

Lady Fujiwara's comprehension was exceptional; she understood the implied meaning, and her pupils continued to contract, her eyes narrowing. Suddenly, she resembled Fujiwara no Reiki, a seductive allure appearing out of nowhere.

Jiang Chen looked at her, a slightly helpless smile on his face.

"I was just using an analogy."

"For example, if you only had one hundred tons of gold, would you give it all away?"

Lady Fujiwara subconsciously questioned her.

Jiang Chen couldn't argue, and sighed softly.
"Yes, I have more than two hundred tons, but madam, a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. One hundred tons is enough."

Is this because they're worried that people won't be satisfied and will keep asking for more?
"..."

Lady Fujiwara slowly pursed her lips, then fell completely silent.

Are you bragging?
No.

Even boasting doesn't go this far.

What kind of man did her good daughter choose?
Lady Fujiwara began to recall.

How much dowry did her husband give her when she got married in that distant year?

It seems that people really can't be compared.

His gaze involuntarily turned to his daughter.

The daughter only has eyes for that man.

Suddenly.

Mrs. Fujiwara understood her daughter's "madness".

She secretly got pregnant without telling her boyfriend.

Are they willing to use any means necessary?
Are you ashamed?

Is it shameful?
When faced with hundreds of tons of gold, where does morality stand?

even.

She suddenly realized that it wasn't entirely unacceptable for her to learn from ordinary elderly people and help take care of children.

"A promise is a promise."

Lady Fujiwara eventually relinquished her pride and dignity.

Look.

As long as the bride price is sufficient, there is no problem that cannot be solved.

“Mother, this is more than just keeping a promise.”

Her Highness the Princess finally realized the existence of the world, and shifted her gaze from her man's face, her stunningly beautiful face filled with happiness.

Let's put ourselves in that situation.

In this situation, which woman wouldn't be happy?

She had expected to be met with cold shoulders, harsh words, or even violence, but the result made her feel ecstatic.

At this moment, if God allowed only one of her and Jiang Sang to survive, she would be willing to die for her man.

Without hesitation.

Willingly.

"Yes, I will also give Madam an extra piece of gold jewelry at that time."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen looked up at the other woman's elegant hairstyle and said, "I'll give you a hairpin. It should look beautiful on you."

Lady Fujiwara froze, and for some reason, her body temperature began to rise, her cheeks burned, and for the first time, her eyes darted away.

"Mother, Jiang Sang is such a good person."

Fujiwara Reiki picked up her ivory chopsticks, took a piece of glistening, emerald-green cucumber, and placed it in Fujiwara's wife's bowl, demonstrating her filial piety.

He is more than just a good person.

He is also an exceptional father and an exceptional man.

Lady Fujiwara's aura vanished completely. She lowered her head, silently picked up the cucumber that represented her daughter's filial piety, paused for a moment, and slowly offered it to her charming lips.

"Click".

The sound was crisp and clear.

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath and quickly looked away, only to be met with the Taoist nun's clear eyes.

His soul was purified, and his restlessness was instantly calmed. Jiang Chen also reached out his chopsticks to serve food to the Taoist nun.

Humans are products of their environment.

No wonder there are so many perverts here.

Fortunately, I brought the Road Sister, a humanoid calming spell. (End of Chapter)