Listening to the even breathing around him, Li Chu leaned forward halfway to look at the sleeping child in the crib, then closed his eyes and let his mind sink into the warehouse of his mind.

The warehouse was neatly arranged, containing a few skill books about musical instruments, a large box of gold bars, a small box of cash, and finally a pile of precious medicinal herbs.

The canned goods, meat, and various coupons that were originally given out have all been used up, and the entire warehouse looks extremely desolate.

After expressing his feelings briefly, Li Chu silently said "sign in," and then his mind was kicked out of the warehouse.

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What the hell is this?

Li Chu, who had never encountered such a situation before, lay on the bed and opened his eyes.

Why kick him out when he was doing so well?

No way, is the system about to slip away? What about all my gold bars and precious medicinal herbs? Did it steal them?

He quickly closed his eyes again and went back into the warehouse.

This time, I got in very smoothly.

Upon entering, his first glance was at the pile of medicinal herbs.

Phew, thankfully, they're all still here. Now he can rest assured. This pile of medicinal herbs is his most treasured possession in this warehouse; having them in his hands can play a crucial role at critical moments.

The precious medicinal herbs in the Health Bureau's drug warehouse are not as effective as those here, or even the hundred-year-old wild ginseng is not as plentiful as those here.

Then he looked at the other things, and they were all there.

Finally, his attention fell on the small pile of things that had appeared in the middle of the warehouse; these must be the rewards he had received for signing in earlier.

He still didn't understand why they had kicked him out earlier.

This made him somewhat distrustful of the system, and he kept thinking about whether he should take all the medicinal herbs out and put them at home.

However, storing them outside is inconvenient, and their medicinal effects will inevitably diminish over time, which is why he has never taken them out.

After hesitating for a while, Li Chu finally turned his attention back to the pile of things and began to examine them carefully.

First, there's cash; this time, both US dollars and Chinese yuan are available.

I have two thousand US dollars, all in ten-dollar bills. This system is so thoughtful.

I have 5,000 RMB, all in excellent condition (80% new).

Looking at all these things, and the RMB in the small box, Li Chu fell into deep thought.

If he remembers correctly, fifty and one hundred denominations will be issued next year. Should he try to get this money out of the country? It's really useless for him to keep it here.

Forget it, I'll just secretly slip some money into my wife's money box later.

Other men might try every means to hide their money, but who would do what he does: want to give his wife any money he has without her knowing?

As for those US dollars, he should keep them himself. If he were to hand them over to Ding Qiunan, she would definitely explode.

After tidying up the money, the next step was to tidy up the medicinal herbs and put them away in different categories.

Huh? Why are they giving out tickets this time? Li Chu's attention was drawn to the last stack of tickets.

Holy crap, it's fuel coupons.

This system absolutely knows his every move, otherwise how could it know so clearly that he was preparing to get oil coupons?

Looking at the thick stack of fixed-denomination oil coupons, he happily put them away.

That's great, I can just pretend to ask anyone for some gas coupons later.

After he finished packing, he was about to leave the warehouse when he noticed two wooden boxes, one large and one small, next to the large box containing the gold bars.

What is this? He couldn't recall ever seeing this in the warehouse.

When he opened both wooden boxes and saw what was inside, he felt as if his body outside had stopped breathing.

Without looking any further, Li Chu exited the warehouse.

After opening his eyes, he carefully removed Ding Qiunan's arms and legs from his body and stood on the ground.

He glanced at the little rascal again; he was still sleeping soundly. Then he tiptoed out of the bedroom.

In the darkness, several dogs that were sleeping in the living room saw their male owner come out, and they all stood up and ran to his legs.

Only the Great Sage and Pigsy glanced up, then closed their eyes again and continued sleeping.

Li Chu had no time to pay attention to them at the moment. He pushed open the study door, turned on the light, and went straight in.

Upon seeing this, the dogs all turned around and ran back to their dens to sleep.

After closing the study door and sitting down at his desk, he took out the two wooden boxes from the storeroom.

The two wooden boxes each contained two pieces of porcelain, one large and one small.

He took out a pair of cotton gloves from the drawer and gently took out the large porcelain vase.

This is a famille rose openwork revolving vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing dynasty.

After examining it carefully for a while, he quickly recognized what it was, because he had seen another one exactly the same before, and that thing was now in the collection of a museum not far away.

As for whether the item in his hand was real or fake, he wasn't sure yet. However, anything produced by the system was bound to be of high quality, and he didn't believe that the system would be so bored as to give him a fake item just to amuse him.

Looking at the forty-centimeter-tall porcelain vase, Li Chu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Although we don’t know how much it will be worth in the future, it’s safe to assume that anything that gets collected by a museum won’t be cheap.

That's just how materialistic he is. Whether something is worth collecting or not, he simply and crudely measures it with money.

After putting down the large porcelain bottle, he picked up the contents of another small wooden box.

The Doucai Chicken Cup of the Chenghua period (1462-1465) was the imperial wine cup of the Chenghua Emperor.

We've struck it rich! This time we've really struck it rich.

Li Chu looked at the wine glass in front of him, and his hands holding it trembled twice, which was quite pathetic.

It took him a long time to suppress the excitement in his heart.

After calming his breathing, he carefully packed the two treasures back into the box and placed them in the small collection room next to the study.

Looking at the dozens of boxes in the small room, he left the study with satisfaction and turned on the living room light.

After all this commotion, it's almost one o'clock already.

First, he made half a bottle of formula for the baby and fed it to him. Then he helped him pee. Only then did Li Chu lie back down on the bed and hug his wife.

"Where did you go, darling?" Ding Qiunan asked groggily, sensing the movement beside her.

"I just finished feeding the baby, go to sleep, honey."

"Did you let him pee?"

"Yes, I've peed."

"Thank you for your hard work, goodnight."

Turning his head to look at his wife, who had quickly fallen asleep again, Li Chu kissed her forehead and closed his eyes as well.

Today was truly a fruitful day.

He muttered to himself.

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