I counted them, and there were 18 in total, each weighing 10 taels.
"Grandma, is this silver? Didn't they take their things with them when they moved?" Zhao Qingyan asked.
Huang picked up a silver ingot and played with it for a moment.
"Maybe his family doesn't even know about this money."
We've found it, so we've made a profit, sweetie, put the money away.
Let's put it back the way it was, and move the bed back.
All the furniture was put away, and iron oxen from later generations were placed in each room.
The grandfather and grandson leisurely drove the mule home.
As we left the city, the city gates were about to close. And it was gradually getting dark.
Perhaps because they were excited about finding silver today, the two of them didn't even feel hungry.
They sat in the car discussing how to renovate the front row of rooms and what dishes to serve.
That's when I remembered that I hadn't eaten.
Take out alcohol wipes and clean your hands. Zhao Qingyan then takes out ten steamed buns.
After eating a steamed bun, Huang started asking Zhao Qingyan for cake, bread, and milk tea.
Okay, that has to be done.
They ate and chatted, enjoying themselves immensely.
The few people at home were now like ants on a hot plate. Zhao Minggeng was pacing back and forth in front of his own yard.
Later, unable to resist any longer, he instructed his two nephews to take lanterns to the village entrance, intending to walk a little further to greet the people.
Although she knew the fighting strength of her own mother and daughter, she still couldn't help but worry.
After all, my daughter is young, and I'm getting old. What if something unexpected happens to her?
As for what kind of accident it was, Zhao Minggeng had no concept of it.
He simply felt that the elderly, weak, women, and children were easily injured, completely ignoring the formidable fighting power of the women and children in his own household.
So, carrying a lantern, I walked to the village entrance and looked into the distance, but I couldn't see a single shadow. After thinking for a moment, I quickened my pace and continued walking.
After Zhao Qingyan and her granddaughter finished eating and drinking, it got completely dark.
Even though Zhao Qingyan had prepared ample supplies in her previous life, she never thought of buying some lanterns to put in her space.
Without light, even the mules dared not walk fast.
With no other option, I pulled out a piece of black cloth from my storage space and wrapped it around the powerful flashlight so that the light coming through wouldn't be so glaring.
There was no other way; I was afraid that if I ran into someone on the road and they saw the flashlight, I would be in big trouble. After all, "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."
With the light mule, the speed also increased.
When there was still a third of the journey left, they met Zhao Minggeng.
Seeing a light moving forward in the distance, Zhao Minggeng shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mother, my dear daughter, is that you?"
The mother and daughter were chatting happily at first and didn't notice someone calling out.
It was Zhao Qingyan who noticed the light ahead and listened carefully. "Grandma, the voice in front sounds like my dad."
The whip cracked in the air, and the mule quickened its pace.
When the two met, Zhao Minggeng was overjoyed.
He quickly sat on the edge of the mule cart and took the whip from his mother's hand.
"Mother, my dear daughter, what have you been doing today? Why are you back so late?"
You two, grandfather and grandson, look like easy targets. Next time you go out, you'd better come back sooner..."
Zhao Minggeng went on and on, seemingly complaining, but actually showing concern.
"Alright, your mother and your daughter, which one of us is easy to bully?" Huang was getting a little annoyed by the nagging.
“My daughter and I went to town today and bought a house. Tomorrow, you go into the valley and bring all those people out.”
The chickens, ducks, geese and other animals in the valley need to be cared for, so let's leave Qingfeng and Qingluan from the second branch of the family behind.
"Boys aren't afraid in the mountains, but girls aren't," Huang instructed.
Zhao Minggeng was a little confused. "Mother, what did you just say? You bought a house? What kind of house?"
"Hehe, the courtyard is right inside. It's quite big, and there's even a well inside."
Although it's not a bustling area, there are schools nearby.
The people who live nearby are all well-off; at least today I didn't see anyone wearing patched clothes wandering around the area.
Huang's summary made Zhao Qingyan laugh out loud.
"Grandma, so you judge whether someone is rich or poor by whether their clothes are patched or not?" Zhao Qingyan said.
"Of course, people respect those who are far away for their fine clothes and those who are close for their wealth. I don't know those people, so I can only judge them by their clothes."
To put it simply, just look at our Zhao Family Village. How many people don't have patches on their clothes? Even the village chief's wife sometimes has a patch on the sleeve of her clothes.
Her advantage lay in her skillful hands; when patching, she would choose fabric of the same color, and her stitches were so fine that they were barely noticeable unless you looked closely.
Huang said.
"Grandma, you said it yourself, you can't tell unless you look closely, so why are you staring at other people's sleeves so intently?"
Zhao Qingyan joked.
"Hey, those people who need to be looked at closely are just ordinary people. Do you think I'm an ordinary person? Your eyes are sharp, you know," Huang said proudly.
"Yes, yes, yes, who is my grandma? She's the overlord of the forest, capable of flattening the Great Green Mountain and kicking wild boars..."
Zhao Qingyan continued to egg them on.
"Hahaha, I can even knock out a big bear!" Huang joined in the commotion.
As they approached the village entrance, Zhao Qingyan stepped out of the vehicle and released two sacks of red chili peppers from her spatial storage.
The carriage was instantly filled to the brim.
The two brothers, Zhao Qingshan and Zhao Qingling, stood at the gate of the courtyard, gazing into the distance.
Upon seeing the light at the village entrance, he immediately became excited. Without thinking, he assumed that it must be his grandmother and sister returning home.
"Wife, hurry, downstairs, Grandma and Third Sister are back," Zhao Qingshan instructed.
They didn't dare shout, because at this time of day, the whole village was pitch black.
Aside from those busy making babies in bed, they were basically playing chess with the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams), keeping the Duke of Zhou very busy.
The mule cart drove directly into the courtyard. Zhao Qingyan jumped off the cart and casually pulled a bag of chili peppers out of the carriage.
Knowing that Grandma was going to buy chili peppers for cooking, and thinking that they shouldn't be too heavy, I reached out and took them.
Zhao Qingyan was also mischievous. She didn't tell her older cousin that the thing actually had some weight, and she put it directly into his arms while holding it.
This caused Zhao Qingshan to stumble.
Even if he's stronger than the average man, he's not surprisingly strong. Lifting over 100 pounds is quite a challenge.
Not wanting to lose face in front of his cousin, he said, "Second brother, come quick, lend a hand."
The two brothers worked together and managed to throw the sack on the ground without breaking it.
Because the Zhao family has three strongmen, in the Zhao family, as long as you don't throw things on the ground all at once, you're not considered weak.
Two bags of chili peppers were carried into the main room.
Out of curiosity, Zhao Qingshan put the sack containing chili peppers on the ground and then loosened the rope sealing it a little.
He reached in with his finger and pulled out the red chili pepper.
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