These days, people will use any excuse if they want to see you, sir.

"Let's go, let's go, our master isn't here."

Nanzhi took out fifty taels of silver, placed it in his hand, and smiled slightly.

"Please inform them, young man."

The servant looked down at the silver, then at Nanzhi.

"Um, wait a minute, I'll go check if the master has returned."

It's not that he's materialistic; it's that the other person has given him just too much.

Fifty taels of silver is too much.

A short while later, the servant smiled and opened the door to invite Nanzhi and the others in.

"How did they get in?" the onlookers exclaimed in surprise.

"Does the gentleman prefer mountain produce?"

The servant led them through a corridor to a small courtyard.

The courtyard is very elegant, with rocks and a small pond in the garden.

Nanzhi said enviously, "This Mr. Lin certainly knows how to enjoy life."

Nan Chunxian asked in confusion, "Isn't it said that scholars are all self-righteous and don't care much about these things?"

Could the rumors be wrong?

The group was led to a pavilion.

Nan Zhi sat down, and Nan Chunxian poured her a cup of tea.

"Don't listen to rumors. You can only know the truth of something by seeing it with your own eyes. Hearing is unreliable, but seeing is believing. However, what you see is not always the truth. You still have to use your heart to judge."

For example, who would have known that this erudite Lin Yousheng secretly loves rabbit meat the most?

If the system hadn't told her that she was planning to use money to pave this way for her two younger brothers, she wouldn't have been able to.

“Chunxian, Chungu is grateful for your instruction.”

"good!"

Lin Yousheng never expected to hear such remarks today.

"My name is Lin Yousheng. May I ask who you are, young lady?"

Nanzhi rose and bowed slightly, saying, "Nanzhi is a village woman from the mountains."

Nan Chunxian and Nan Chungu followed suit and paid their respects.