The restaurant has live music and instrumental performances; if you'd like, you can invite them to a private room.

However, the children were clearly more interested in the storyteller. He Zhuorang opened the window, and the two little ones listened with great interest. The storyteller spoke with great intonation, striking the wood and frowning, his voice clear and his imitation of human speech was very interesting.

The story being told was the "Three Battles with the White Bone Demon" from Journey to the West, and the audience cheered.

Xiao Zhenbao and Hongyu listened with great interest. Seeing people giving tips in the lobby downstairs, they wanted to do the same. They asked the eunuch for money to give tips, but Xiao Fangzi shrugged and said he had no money. He then glanced in Hezhuo's direction to signal to his master.

Hongyu ran up to his mother and said sweetly, "Mother, that storyteller was great, I want to give him some money as a reward."

He Zhuo tapped Hongyu's little head: "Hey, how much did you pay for the candied hawthorn just now?"

Regarding what just happened: "A total of six coins."

"That old man just said he couldn't make change for a tael of silver, so how much are you planning to tip him?"

Hongyu held up one finger and asked Zhuo, "One tael or ten taels?"

Hongyu has someone taking care of all of this for him, so I don't know how to say it, but I'll say a few words anyway.

Hongyu: "One tael"

He Zhuo looked at the unruly child in front of him. He thought to himself, "He's a nobleman, but he doesn't know the cost of living." He reached out and picked him up, saying, "Ping An, do you know how many candied hawthorns you can buy with one tael of silver?"

Hongyu shook his head. Little Treasure has already learned addition and subtraction, but she has never calculated like this before. She counted on her fingers and tried to figure it out, but she got discouraged and couldn't figure it out.

The dishes were all served, and He Zhuo personally served food to the two children.

"A candied hawthorn costs 3 cents."

“Now one tael of silver can be exchanged for 1200 coins. You can calculate how many candied hawthorns that can be exchanged for?”

Little Treasure counted on her fingers, but couldn't figure it out. Hongyu already had mosquito coil eyes; it was too complicated.

"There are 400 candied hawthorns in total. Let me put it this way, that's enough for everyone in our courtyard—master, maid, old woman, eunuch—to have a dozen or so candied hawthorns each."

Neither of the two children had expected so much; their mouths were agape. Hongyu was no longer thinking about giving a reward; he was simply amazed by the amount of money.

Seeing their stunned expressions, He Zhuo patted Hongyu's crescent-shaped head and said, "Let's eat. After we finish eating, let's go to the grain store and ask the manager how much grain one tael of silver can buy."

The two children were amazed that one tael of silver could buy so many things, and just as they were getting interested, they buried themselves in their food.

The streets of Gulou were bustling, but there were no grain shops on this street. After the mother and her two children finished their meal, they took a horse-drawn carriage to the nearest grain shop.

"We've arrived. Let's get off."

The restaurant was cool, and the carriage was comfortable with ice, but it got hot as soon as you stepped outside.

After the two children came down, they arrived at the grain store. The store owner, feeling tired from the heat, was fanning himself. When he saw them arrive, he greeted them and prepared to call his nephew out to entertain the guests.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed an important person; he had been the manager of this grain store for many years.

Normally, when people come to a mansion to make purchases, it's usually servants and attendants. These few people standing there are definitely not ordinary.

A young woman led two children. Although she was dressed as a woman, she looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked like she had stepped out of a painting. The two children were even more beautiful than the dolls in the New Year's paintings. He had seen the world by following his master. Although everyone's clothes were simple, they were all of the finest quality. This cloud satin was a tribute item, which could only be used by the palace and the royal family.

Thinking to himself, he quickly stepped forward and greeted them: "Honorable guests, our grain store has a full range of varieties, including newly harvested rice from the south, which is the softest, sweetest and most fragrant. Please take a look."