Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1304 - 1164: Money Beyond Reach (Part 2)

Of course, getting rid of a military household identity is not an easy task. After all, once you’ve entered the military registry, is it that easy to erase?

To be blunt, even if you enter the military registry in your lifetime, even after you die, your son would have to also enter the military to take over your position.

However, fortunately, he has an older brother who has always envied his position. For this reason, he directly recommended his brother to replace him, taking over his military role, which is the only way he could barely shed this identity.

Of course, not just anyone can become a Centurion. Therefore, after his brother came in, although he took over his position, he wasn’t nominally the real Centurion, just someone with the title. This means that after some transition, the position would be replaced and taken over by someone else.

But for this guy right now, his mind clearly wasn’t on this. Therefore, he was willing to give up the hard-won position of Centurion and no longer wished to stay here.

As for his brother, he naturally longed for military life. Outside, he couldn’t eat or dress warmly. At the very least, in the military, he could barely make ends meet and get some pay.

Thus, the two brothers quickly reached an agreement. Moreover, since Lin Yi hadn’t started reorganizing the army yet, the operation was quite simple and was settled within a day.

Naturally, a part of this ease also involved him taking some of the pay he had saved over the years to smooth the process.

He gave a couple of silver taels to his superior, which made the matter straightforward and clear.

Or you could say, the officer directly swapped his and his brother’s names, meaning that from now on, his brother held his position.

Nowadays, military registry is straightforward. Every soldier’s registry is with their direct unit.

It’s stored in a room among bamboo slips. They took out his records, replaced it with his brother’s information, and it was done.

In other words, after this change, even wanting to verify it later would be impossible. That’s the backwardness and imperfection of current information.

To be blunt, everyone’s information only exists in one copy. Reading just one, if it’s lost, that person would become undocumented.

Reissuing it would be incredibly troublesome.

However, as time went by, the day quickly passed.

That night, he had already switched identities with his brother.

No longer having a military identity, he felt a slight sense of relief walking down the street. This feeling was strange, as if countless treasures were waving at him, making him yearn to quickly go and pocket them.

As for that position of Centurion and the military rank, he wasn’t thinking about them at all. He only felt liberated, and without the conscription, at least he was a free man. Plus, now that he had a substantial sum of silver with him, to be blunt, he could now roam the Capital City freely.

Of course, this was just his wishful thinking. Perhaps a hundred taels seemed like a lot to an average person like him, but to the wealthy, it was negligible, not even worth a glance.

The logic is simple, like in later generations, for someone with a monthly salary of only three or four thousand, receiving a million would seem astronomical, a figure inflating them at once. Yet, in this materialistic era, a million really doesn’t buy much.

Even in a third-tier city, a million could only buy a small apartment.

Therefore, thinking one could stride arrogantly around the Capital with a hundred taels is unrealistic.

In the Capital City, even a random brick might hit five or six officials.

Plus, these officials were left over from the previous Emperor’s court, always ministers in court, thus they amassed quite a bit of wealth. Consequently, even the smallest official in the Capital could have assets over ten thousand taels.

Exactly, that’s how astounding it is. Therefore, a hundred taels is really nothing in the Capital.

Regarding his dream of buying a large house, that’s even more absurd.

Currently, within the first ring of the Capital, even a modest two-courtyard house starts at a thousand taels or more.

Additionally, with Lin Yu’s strides growing larger, house prices in the Capital will inevitably rise with the influx of merchants.

People with wealth will become more common, hugely expanding the number of wealthy individuals in the Capital.

And the first thing these newcomers will do in the Capital, without thinking, is definitely to buy a residence in the city.

This will inevitably lead to a rapid increase in property prices in the Capital.

Little did he realize, not long after, he would deeply regret today’s decision.

But for now, he’s unaware of this.

He’s still pleased with his decision, feeling smug and hopeful to rise to prominence as a wealthy man.

He’s very fortunate, feeling lucky to have come here first, grateful for his decision to rush over and seize a cask of wine.

He knew many brothers shared the same thought, even among those in his camp, but they didn’t act upon it.

They didn’t genuinely make the move.

When they realized the price of that cask of wine would take them years to save, they gave up on the idea, making him the lone lucky one.

Thinking back to those brothers who endured hardship together, who would continue to suffer, he felt quite content.

The feeling was indescribable, but simply put, it was seeing others earn money felt worse than losing money himself.

Hence, having earned money, he didn’t want others in the same situation to earn as well.

After all, if everyone made money, where would his sense of superiority come from?

With this mindset, he moved with the times, feeling very excited.

That very night, he didn’t stay in the camp but instead checked into an upscale inn.

Having received some payment from Steward Lu that day, he had plenty of silver now.

Consequently, even spending three hundred large coins for a night in a fine hotel didn’t bother him at all.

Not only that, he spent 300 large coins on a great hotel room and another 500 on an exquisite meal.

Gazing at the sumptuous feast, the Centurion felt like he was floating in the clouds, a heavenly sensation.

Of course, the dishes were delicious, but the wine wasn’t entirely to his satisfaction.

For he had tasted finer wines before, having been lucky enough to sip a drop or two.

[To be continued...]