"The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth yesterday was not an ominous sign, but because some semi-planes in the outer realm connected to the main plane. This means more dangers and opportunities, and also more prosperous business! This is a gift from the goddess!"

At the entrance of the temple, a priest from Wokin is answering the followers' inquiries.

The gods are the administrators of the world and can retrieve data from the roots of the world. Therefore, the gods have already noticed it when the fragments of the world appear. As the spokesperson of the gods on earth, the priests can naturally get answers from the gods.

As Green and his group walked into the temple with their pockets, a priest wearing an apprentice throne came over: "May Wojin be with you forever."

"Hello, we are here to trade gold." Green explained the purpose of his group.

The trainee priest glanced at Green and her group. Green and Sherman, led by him, did not carry anything, while the other three villagers and Farier carried a linen bag respectively.

"Come with gold, please wait outside for other people's minions and summoned creatures."

"Mona?" The Mona looked innocent.

Green: "No problem."

The trainee priest led Green and his group to the temple, but he found that all three villagers followed.

The priest stopped: "Just wait outside."

"No, they are carrying gold." Green explained.

"What!?" The trainee priest couldn't help but widen his eyes. A group of guys who looked like poor people actually carried a few pockets of gold over? What's wrong with this world?

After hesitating for a moment, the trainee priest continued to move forward: "Then come with me."

Under the leadership of the trainee priest, Green and his group came to an office.

As the temple of the god of business, in addition to the functions of ordinary temples, the Wojin Temple usually operates services such as commercial lending, financing and investment, currency exchange, and item storage, which is equivalent to a chain bank in the Aio world.

"Pastor Wells, these church members who came to do business. They said they had a lot of gold to sell." The trainee priest said to the pastor sitting in the office.

Unlike the trainee priest in a robe, Pastor Wells wore a tailored dress, his hair was meticulously combed, and his nose was wearing silken glasses. He sat behind a gorgeous desk, looking like a serious entrepreneur rather than a clergyman, but the buttons made of gems and the shiny golden inlays on his clothes revealed his identity as Pastor Wojin.

Pastor Wells looked at Green and his party: "A poor extraordinary wizard and a group of farmers? Where is the gold?"

"Here." Green and his group opened their pockets of gold.

Pastor Wells stood up from behind the desk and walked over.

"These gold doesn't look like trading plates. Where did you gold come from?"

"We are from Yodh Village. Yesterday a ball of light fell into our village and turned into a golden city. These golds were dug out of that golden city." Green did not hide it from this.

"Yod Village? Golden City!?" Pastor Wells took a breath of air conditioning, "How is that Golden City now?"

"It's still there. But this time we came out, in addition to selling gold, we are also planning to buy some mine picks to go back to dig gold."

Pastor Wells looked carefully for a while: "The gold is mixed with a lot of gravel and sand, and I need some time to estimate the price."

Green: "No problem. I believe in the credibility of the temple."

The Holy Emblem of Wogkin suddenly appeared in Pastor Wells' eyes, and then he carefully flipped through the gold in each pocket.

"Your gold is not purity and contains a lot of impurities, so we can only purchase it according to the gold standard of 60% gold content, one 18 gold coins per ounce." Pastor Wells quickly looked through all his pockets, "After removing the mud and gravel inside, the weight of these bags of gold is about 3,420 ounces, or 6,156 gold coins. After deducting ten percent of the transaction tax, that is, 5,540.4 gold coins."

When the villagers heard the price quoted by Pastor Wells, the villagers couldn't help but feel agitation. More than 5,000 gold coins were enough to make the whole village stop working for ten years! When they thought of the many walls in the Golden City that had not been dug, everyone was excited.

"This pocket is mine, how much gold is worth?" Green pointed to another small pocket.

"This bag...440 gold coins, exactly 400 gold coins after deducting the transaction tax."

The transaction was very smooth. Thousands of gold coins were a huge sum for ordinary people, but for the financiers of the Woking Church, thousands of gold coins were just drizzle.

Soon, the gold coins were delivered.

Looking at the big box of gold coins, the villagers of Yode Village all their eyes straightened!

"It's so heavy." Greene turned to the villagers with a large pocket of 400 gold coins, "The gold has been exchanged for money, so let's take action separately. I will stay in the hotel called "Pig Pig Pavilion" near the Mage Guild. If you have anything to do, you can come to me."

Sherman was a little surprised: "Aren't you going with us?"

"My bag of gold coins will be spent soon, but your big box of gold coins will attract many peepers." Green shrugged, "My future is bright, and I want to live a few more years."

Sherman looked at the three villagers who came out with him, then looked at the large box of gold coins on the ground, and smiled bitterly.

"You can store gold coins here." Pastor Wells, who was beside him, quickly began to introduce the business. "We have a strong warehouse and powerful guards here to ensure that everything is foolproof."

Sherman took a deep breath: "We will try to exchange these gold coins for supplies and take them back."

"Oh? I wonder what supplies you need? Maybe we can help you." Pastor Wells was very enthusiastic. This is a business of thousands of gold coins!

"This..." Sherman hesitated.

"More than 90% of the chambers of commerce have contact with the Woking Church, and they can save you a lot of effort." Green persuaded, "Although they may withdraw some agency fees from them, we are not short of this money now, right?"

Green's words convinced Sherman.

"I understand." Sherman turned and bowed to Pastor Wells, "Please bother you."

"In the name of Wokin." Pastor Wells's smile was as bright as a flower.
Chapter completed!