An Zibin was not convinced: "Isn't this how children from families like ours grow up? I don't believe you've ever seen a banknote."

Chu Yilin was startled, then took out a piece of paper from her purse and slapped it in front of An Zibin.

"Let me open your eyes! Look carefully, this is the banknote."

An Zibin was completely stunned. He picked up the paper on the table and looked at it from left to right: "Chu Yilin! You are really good! You really have a banknote? I have learned something new. It turns out that a banknote looks like this."

Chu Yilin was extremely proud. The silver note in his hand was given to him by his sister, with a face value of fifty taels.

Of course it wasn't given for free. He exchanged it for a golden turtle.

Last time someone challenged him to a competition in academics, he saw the golden turtle in the person's hand and thought his sister would like it, so he agreed, and the prize was the little golden turtle.

He won and took it back to his sister.

The sister liked it very much, and took out a silver note from her cloth bag and handed it to him, and also gave him a peach.

He originally didn't want the banknotes, he just wanted peaches, but his sister was not happy.

[Is the third brother stupid? How can he go out to study without money? He is really useless, but he can just pretend to be cool! ]

Show off?

After thinking about it, he accepted it. He didn't expect that it would come in handy today.

Wasn't it just a show-off in front of An Zibin?

"Have you finished reading it? Give it back to me if you're done."

An Zibin glared at him and said, "I had already finished reading it, but after hearing what you said, I have to take a few more glances. I have to look carefully. I will ask my grandmother for it when I get home. You have it, so I can't be without it.

You have fifty taels, so I want five hundred taels. Do you think five hundred taels is enough for us to eat, drink, and defecate along the way?"

"Not enough." Chu Yilin raised his hand and took the banknote back from An Zibin's hand. "You'd better find a way to bring more, so that you can be prepared in case something happens."

"So how much do you plan to bring?" An Zibin asked.

"Take all my belongings with me." Chu Yilin answered mysteriously.

"What are your belongings?" An Zibin was very curious. "How much is it?"

Chu Yilin carefully put away the banknotes and glanced at An Zibin: "I won't tell you. This is a personal secret, I can't tell you."

He would never say that all his property was just fifty taels.

An Zibin looked at him with dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "Then I will also take all my belongings with me, and I won't tell you how much I have."

Chu Yilin nodded: "Sure! I won't ask."

After making some plans, the two went home after school.

An Zibin returned to Anyang Hou Mansion, went straight into his own courtyard, and began to count the property he had accumulated since he was a child.

The servant beside him was very puzzled but didn't dare to ask, as he didn't know what the young master was going to do.

After all the trouble, he found that he had very little to spend as money, and he didn't even have fifty taels of silver.

No, he couldn't let Chu Yilin outdo him, he had to go find his grandmother.

His grandmother loved him the most, so it was impossible for her to see him suffer more than others. Although the method was a bit unscrupulous, as long as he could cheat the banknotes, it would be fine.

Arriving at his grandmother's yard, An Zibin bowed to the old lady: "Hello, Grandma!"

Old Mrs. An loved her grandson very much. It was because of his quick mind and hard work in studying that she earned enough face in front of all the old sisters.

"Bin'er! You're back! Come on! Grandma just made a small pastry. Try it and see if it tastes good."

An Zibin stood up, took a piece, broke it in half, and handed it to Old Lady An: "Grandma, eat first."

The old lady was amused and in a good mood. She took the cake from her grandson, took a bite, tasted it carefully, thought it was not bad, and said, "It's OK."

An Zibin threw half a piece of cake into his mouth, stuffing it so full that he couldn't even speak and could only nod continuously.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

Old Mrs. An laughed so hard when she saw this. Her grandson always liked to act funny. Even when eating pastries, he had so many different ways of eating. His purpose was simple: to make her laugh.

Seeing her grandson acting funny, Old Mrs. An laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! Bin'er! Grandma has received your filial piety."

An Zibin laughed along, and covered his lips with his hands while laughing for fear that the cake crumbs would spurt out. The sound was very unique, "roar, roar," and it made old lady An very amused.

The maids and nannies nearby saw this and started laughing too.

After finishing the cakes, An Zibin looked at Old Lady An with a sad face. He didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Grandma! Don't you think your grandson is very pitiful? Someone in our academy took out a piece of paper today, but my grandson didn't recognize it."

"Paper? What kind of paper do you not recognize?"

"Silver bills." An Zibin answered very straightforwardly.

Old Mrs. An was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she had indeed never shown the banknote to her grandson, and her daughter-in-law probably hadn't shown it either, so it was no wonder that her grandson didn't recognize it.

"Why would he show you the banknote for no reason?" the old lady asked suspiciously.

An Zibin pretended to sigh helplessly: "He said his grandmother gave him five hundred taels of silver notes, I said it was impossible, how could a half-grown child be given so many silver notes by his family at once?

We started arguing, and then he took out a piece of paper in front of me. On it did indeed say "Five Hundred Taels", but I felt he was lying to me, and it was not a banknote at all.

Later, Chu Yilin from the Qin Palace came to help me out and told me that it was indeed a five-hundred-liang silver note. The man laughed at me for being stupid and called me a pig for not even recognizing a silver note.

I was so angry that I threatened him, saying that your grandmother giving you 500 taels was nothing, my grandmother could only give me 1,000 taels. He didn't believe me and told me to bring the banknote to see him tomorrow."

After saying this, An Zibin carefully observed the expression on Grandma An's face, hoping that his nonsense could move his grandmother to give him one thousand taels of silver.

When you go out, you won't feel anxious if you have some money with you.

Isn't five hundred taels a little too little? Is it correct that he wants five hundred taels more?

Old Mrs. An was silent for a moment, then asked the nanny beside her to go to the bedroom and get the small mahogany box where she kept her banknotes. She put it on the table and opened it. Inside were all kinds of banknotes.

"Bin'er! Now that you've grown up, you should really see some banknotes, so that you don't just know how to study and nothing else."

Old Mrs. An took out the silver bills from the box and handed them to him one by one.

"There are 10 taels, 20 taels, 50 taels, 100 taels, 200 taels, 500 taels, 1,000 taels, as well as 10,000 taels and 100,000 taels.

Grandmother doesn't have that kind of large-denomination silver notes, which are not available to ordinary people. In general, families only have small-denomination silver notes. I'll lend you this 1,000-liang silver note for a few days, but don't lose it."

An Zibin suppressed his excitement, took the banknote, and looked at both sides carefully: "Oh! So this is what a 1,000-liang banknote looks like. I know. From now on, I will also be a person who has seen banknotes.

Humph! Take it to the school tomorrow and let that person open his eyes. Did I tell a lie? My grandmother loves me the most. She will give me whatever I want. It's just a silver note of 1,000 taels! You think anyone can't afford it. "