Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

In those days, there were no 100-yuan banknotes; the largest denomination was 10 yuan.

The 720,000 yuan in cash was piled up and filled two large boxes. The visual impact was even more shocking than that of gold.

Even those with ten thousand yuan are extremely rare, let alone a fortune of several hundred thousand. This was the first time Su Wanqing had seen so much cash in Bincheng in all her time there—not counting the gold she had previously held, which couldn't be openly spent.

And this was money that rightfully belonged to her. She happily called over Ding Xiaomei and Uncle Ding to help her count it.

Ding Xiaomei put down the steamed buns in her hand, told Da Bao and Xiao Bao to go play somewhere else, and rolled up her sleeves to start counting the money, clicking her tongue incessantly:

"My goodness, I've never seen so much money before! Each TV costs several thousand dollars, a hundred of them would pile up like a mountain!"

The family counted the money for more than ten minutes, but no one complained of being tired—who would complain about being tired from counting money?

After counting the money, Uncle Ding pondered, "Wanqing, it's not safe to keep so much money at home. Why don't I make you a safe, the kind that's nailed into the wall?"

Su Wanqing immediately nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle." She then took out a thousand yuan and handed it to Ding Xiaomei, "Cousin, this money is for household expenses, to buy groceries and daily necessities. You secretly contributed quite a bit during the New Year, so this will make up for it."

Ding Xiaomei didn't hesitate and readily accepted the money: "Okay, I won't stand on ceremony with you. Anyway, you're really rich now."

Su Wanqing admired Ding Xiaomei's straightforwardness.

After signing the receipt, Lin Meihua got down to business: "Yesterday, Xiao Wang said you had a batch of tractors here? The organization sent me and this agricultural machinery expert to take a look. If the quality is up to standard, we're willing to buy them all."

The way she looked at Su Wanqing was different from before—she used to think of her as just a skilled doctor, but now she felt that Su Wanqing was a bottomless treasure trove, capable of getting all sorts of rare things, with terrifyingly powerful energy.

Su Wanqing greeted the expert and readily replied, "Yes, let's go take a look now."

Without wasting any time, the group immediately got into the car and headed straight for the Mingyue Lake warehouse.

Although it was a bit far, it had the advantage of being in a remote location with a spacious area, so no one outside knew when Su Wanqing had put something inside.

Along the way, she was thinking that she could take advantage of the fact that the construction teams were building houses here during the Chinese New Year, and that it would be noisy and crowded. She could take the opportunity to transport the fighter jets over in batches and exchange them for space upgrade items.

She originally wanted to continue contributing for merit points, but now that the space has been upgraded, it requires gold and silver, as well as rare earth elements, aerospace materials, and tungsten metals—money has become secondary, as these strategic materials cannot be bought even with money.

Upon arriving at the warehouse, Su Wanqing took out her key and opened the door.

Xiao Wang scratched his head, then suddenly realized: "I was wondering why Dr. Su insisted on locking the door yesterday. Turns out your friend put a tractor inside! It really was done without anyone noticing."

Su Wanqing smiled but didn't reply. She pushed open the door and went inside—dozens or even hundreds of brand-new tractors were neatly arranged in the warehouse. Their metal shells gleamed coldly under the lights, and the paint on their bodies was as smooth as a mirror.

The agricultural machinery expert was stunned on the spot. He rushed over, squatted down, and carefully examined the engine, tires, and drive shaft. The more he looked, the more excited he became, and his voice trembled.

"This...this is the latest hydraulic power steering, a fully enclosed cab, and its power is 30% higher than the best tractors on the market! But these parts...don't seem to be models currently available in any country..."

He looked up, his eyes shining brightly. "I know! This must be some country's latest concept aircraft, developed but not yet on the market, and your friend managed to get his hands on it before it even went into production!"

Lin Meihua nodded repeatedly, finding the explanation reasonable; otherwise, there would be no way to explain why these tractors would be there.

Su Wanqing asked with a smile, "How about it? Do you want this tractor?" She was just asking—after all, such advanced agricultural machinery was exactly the most scarce resource in the country at the moment.

Lin Meihua and the expert exchanged a glance and almost simultaneously exclaimed, "We want them all!"

"Yes! Of course we want such a good tractor! There's a great need for this kind of advanced agricultural machinery in China right now. With such performance, it can help us increase agricultural production and income. We just don't know the price..."

Lin Meihua said happily that she works in the foreign trade sector and the annual quota for tractor imports is always tight.

Su Wanqing has brought in so many good things. Although they don't directly earn foreign exchange for the country, they still save the country a lot of foreign exchange.

Su Wanqing waved her hand: "I'm selling this tractor cheaply. You can pay the usual domestic price. However, my friend here doesn't want cash; he wants to exchange it for gold of equal value."

She'd already panned for almost all the gold she could in Xinjiang, and now that she'd arrived in Bincheng, her gold reserves here were practically untouched. With gold prices still relatively low, it was the perfect time to stock up.

She still has several hundred kilograms of gold that has lost its precious metal power. After the New Year, she plans to open a gold shop, exchange all the gold for cash, and then use the cash to buy back gold that still has precious metal power. In this way, the precious metal power can be continuously replenished.

Now, every function in this space requires precious gold energy, and even saving people requires deducting money before doing any work. Therefore, she has to set up her own gold shop and deal with the money back and forth.

After discussing it with the experts and deliberating amongst themselves, Lin Meihua finally spoke:

"Here's the thing, if your tractor were on the domestic market, it would cost at least 14,000 or 15,000 yuan. But since you don't accept cash and want gold, the procedures are a bit more complicated. We've come up with a compromise—we'll calculate it at 14,500 yuan per tractor and convert it into the equivalent value of gold for you."

One unit costs 14,500 yuan, so one hundred units would cost 1.45 million yuan. At the current price of gold (around ten yuan per gram), that's roughly equivalent to 145 kilograms of gold. What do you think?

Su Wanqing quickly did the math in her mind: 1.45 million gold, converted at 10 yuan per gram, is 145,000 kilograms, or 145 kilograms. Adding this to her previous stockpiles, the gold reserves in her space would be significantly increased.

She immediately nodded: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."

She was secretly delighted; she had received a large sum of money again today, and with so much money, she couldn't resist spending it.

After agreeing on the price, both parties agreed that Lin Meihua would deliver the gold the next day. The expert then immediately contacted a convoy to drive away the tractors from the warehouse one by one.

After having all the tractors removed and the gate locked, Su Wanqing left with Xiao Wang. She wasn't worried about selling the tractors to the state; she'd sell the fighter jets after that.

"Xiao Wang, go to the housing management office and find Old Man Wang. We'll invite him to dinner and talk about some things."