"Yes, we brought you back to experience farm work, not for you to play around."

The children dawdled but eventually got up.

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and started tidying up.

Yangyang ran over.

"Third Aunt, what are we doing today?"

"Big Flower gave birth again last night, let's go over and take care of her."

"Okay, Third Aunt."

Pingping pulled Yangyang back.

"Does the pigsty smell bad?"

Yangyang immediately covered his nose.

"It smells terrible."

The little ones started whispering among themselves.

Zhuang Zhimeng didn't care; she had to go anyway.

When An Qingbai returned, Zhuang Zhimeng had already prepared breakfast.

"After dinner, let's go see Da Hua. Honey, you can think about those boxes."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Finally, An Qingbai discussed it with his wife.

"Honey, let's buy all that gold ourselves and keep it for when we open a shop later."

How about we sell the other treasures to the warehouse?

"That's feasible. We haven't sold gold in a long time. Let's sell one and see how much it costs."

Zhuang Zhimeng and her lover entered the warehouse.

He took a gold bar from the box and sold it.

"At 100 yuan per gram, a gold bar was worth 20,000 yuan."

An Qingbai counted them.

"There are three hundred gold bars here, which is six million."

The remaining calligraphy, paintings, and antiques filled five boxes.

"We sell one batch every day."

"Okay, I estimate the total value to be around 15 million."

"Hmm, that's about right. Five million per person is quite a lot."

From this perspective, Grandpa left you, husband, a hundred million.

"Hehe, that should be right. Jade can be worth quite a bit of money."

"Grandpa is quite bold, and he's not afraid that you, my husband, are a spendthrift."

"Haha, Grandpa believes me, right?"

The couple sold the calligraphy and painting while chatting and laughing.

"Wow, these paintings and calligraphy are quite valuable, totaling twenty million."

An Qingbai thought of the calligraphy and paintings on his side.

"Wife, let's sell our calligraphy and paintings too."

Zhuang Zhimeng found the calligraphy and paintings and sold them together.

"My God, there's something this valuable inside? They gave us 80 million."

"I had a feeling there would be an authentic piece, and I was right."

Just as Zhuang Zhimeng was about to respond, the warehouse suddenly upgraded again.

Things returned to normal quickly this time.

"Hey honey, look, we can specify the account to deposit into now."

"This warehouse is quite useful; it solved our immediate problem."