She also kept daggers and other weapons within easy reach.
When everything was ready and she was about to leave the space to rest, she noticed the sixty or seventy rosewood boxes piled in front of the bamboo house.
This was found last time and she almost forgot about it.
Not knowing what was inside, Lin Ran prepared to check it and then put everything into the storage room according to category.
She just thought about it and opened all the boxes.
At a glance, there were about ten boxes of gold, ten boxes of jewelry and jade, ten boxes of antique calligraphy and paintings, ten boxes of rice and flour, and ten boxes of salt.
That's not the main point.
The important thing is that Lin Ran actually saw twenty boxes of hot weapons.
There were five boxes of various guns, but pistols made up the majority, along with ten boxes of matching ammunition.
The last five boxes left were grenades.
If she hadn't read history books, she might not have been able to recognize so many of them.
She was a little curious and wanted to touch these hot weapons, but when she thought of their power mentioned in the book, she backed off.
However, although she doesn't know how to use these weapons, they give her a full sense of security.
It seems that she should go and look through the books collected by her ancestors to see if there are any introductions to guns and ammunition.
Lin Ran was in a good mood and moved all the rosewood boxes to the storage room.
But looking at the twenty boxes of grain and salt, she felt a little distressed.
The salt is definitely not expired and can still be used.
But the grains were moldy, and she had to find a place to dump them.
Forget it, I'll wait for another chance.
It was getting late, she had to get some rest.
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