Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Interrupted from his thoughts, Zhou Banxia looked at what Xiaohe was pointing at - a square baggage that he had just picked up and placed on the chair that had not yet been unpacked.

It's not on the gift list. It should be that several of the little sisters mentioned in Liandong's letter learned that she was getting married and bought fashionable hair flowers in the capital to "add makeup" to her.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...ten boxes, Xiaohe was worried, "Sister, there are ten of your little sisters. They are far away. If they don't get together to get married later, how should you return the gift?"

Zhou Banxia couldn't help but smile, "Ten boxes don't represent ten people. According to the old rules, when a sister from the same courtyard got married, even the maids would tie up and add makeup.

There are eight first-class maids around the old lady, plus many second- and third-class maids.

Usually when one of them wants to get married, they usually spend three to five taels of silver to have the big kitchen in the mansion send two tables of banquets, and just treat the little sisters to a banquet as a thank you gift.

Next, let’s talk about friendship. After all, there aren’t many people like my sister who leave the house to marry. No, I’ll tell you what the relationship between maids is for. "

Xiaohe chuckled, put his little hands on his back, and walked to the study room with square steps.

When he reached the door of the room and took a look, he saw one person inside was burying his head in a case, and the other was reading a book in front of the kang table. He immediately put down his little hand and got on the kang quietly.

He took out the book from the book bag on the kang, moved to sit cross-legged opposite Gu Wenxuan, placed the book on the two aligned kang tables, and started reading.

The little man shook his head and read silently without making a sound. Zhou Banxia put down the door curtain he raised with a smile, fell back to the front of the box and continued to dig out the bottom of the box.

There are no big and small boxes, and the cotton sandwiched in them has been removed. At this time, there are not many things at the bottom of the box. After removing the thick layer of black oil paper, there are six large pieces wrapped in oil paper.

The book is written on the gift list.

Although there is no specific description of how many books there are, it is not as staggering as the previous box of books, which were almost all from Gao Family Studies.

However, when Zhou Banxia tore off the oil paper, it was as expected.

One of the sets of Zhu Xi's Collection of Annotations, the small text notes on the page are different from the set learned by the Gao family, and with the set given by Mrs. Qian, there are three.

Looking through one of the collections of contemporary articles, I found that a few articles were repeated, but what is also rare and valuable is that the small words below each article are very informative.

After roughly flipping through it, I found that she was just like Mrs. Qian. If she didn't give it, she wouldn't give it to her. If she did, it would be a fine book, including the Five Classics.

To be able to take out such precious books so easily and in such a short period of time is extremely rare, even if there is a dedicated book boy in the house who keeps copying the books.

It’s no wonder that since Mr. Gao’s generation abandoned martial arts and followed civil service, he was able to successfully transform from martial arts to civil servants. It’s not without roots.

But why do you look at her differently? To say that before, I could still do meritorious service for protecting the Lord, but now that I have left the house, married into a lowly family, and still have such treatment, it is obviously too much.

Zhou Banxia really couldn't figure it out.

Obviously, all the rewards given before leaving the house were in accordance with the rules of the house. At most, the old lady secretly added a hundred taels of silver notes for her to hide.

But now, from the return gift to the dowry, to these things, it is far beyond imagination, and it is still a favor left in the open.

She was already married, and she wasn't looking for a husband with a well-established family. She and her husband didn't want anything worth investing in.

Like Mrs. Qian, she is still favored by the old lady, but the old lady doesn't want to do anything. To put it bluntly, she is going to have her house confiscated and be exiled one day. Not to mention little people like her and her husband, even the old lady and I can't handle it.

She can 100% guarantee that she is definitely the biological child of her parents, and there is absolutely no chance of her being replaced. Her parents are not the deceased son of the former prince.

Both her maternal family and her husband’s family were born and raised in the local area, and all the mothers-in-law who delivered babies were from various villages, even the only mother-in-law whose life experience was questionable.

I've been feeling the basics recently.

A native of Wuchang Prefecture.

His grandfather, a grain merchant, was involved in the dispute over the rights of Qianhu and the prefect at that time. Although he was not convicted like being pushed out and used as cannon fodder, it was not much better.

It is said that on the day his grandfather died, Grandpa Liu, the second son, almost died, and even the Liu clan leader did not dare to say a word.

No, the father's debt was repaid by the son, and the mother-in-law fled here with her parents and brothers. Twenty-three years have passed, and the Liu family still dare not return to their ancestral homeland.

It is said that Grandpa Liu also had a younger brother. The three brothers took advantage of the chaos and fled away. However, they have not yet been contacted. It seems that they must have suffered retribution for their father.

This man, it's hard to get involved in anything. There's a flood in the area, and a mere grain merchant dares to get involved dishonestly. He won't bring disaster to future generations.

Therefore, it is 100% impossible for the old lady to look at her differently because of her life experience or something! What else can I draw? Zhou Banxia was puzzled.

While thinking about it, he carried the box back to the inner room, took out the honeysuckle and wrote it. The old lady dictated the letter and read it carefully.

In the end, I still couldn't find the answer. No matter what you love or what you do, you have to wait until you meet Aunt Zhou, your sworn brother. It’s useless to think about it now.

After shaking his head and stepping into the storage room, Zhou Banxia subconsciously glanced at the door again - the door curtain was lowered and a wooden box leaning against the wall was moved away.

He squatted down and pushed hard on a stone slab in the corner. Inside a half-sized hole was a wooden box without a lid, and there were boxes of different sizes in the box.

He took out a wooden box and opened it. There was another box inside, but this box was no longer a wooden box. To be precise, it was an iron box.

There are land deeds and land deeds inside the iron box. Then put the three shop deeds and three lease deeds today, cover them and put them back in place.

Zhou Banxia clapped his hands, and then put the money bag that Gu Er plunger gave to Gu Wenxuan before returning back into a large money box next to it.

When it was the turn of the box containing two wild ginseng sticks, I hesitated for a moment, took out one, and put it into the box as well. In case he is not at home one day, Gu Wenxuan will not be able to find him when he is in urgent need.

It’s hard to say whether supplements such as bird’s nest and donkey-hide gelatin are curative. In my previous life, my condition improved, so I used them less, but I really don’t think they have much effect.

Although it has a lot to do with being busy and stressed at work, wild ginseng can really save lives.

In the past, I was lucky enough to buy half a hundred-year-old ginseng from a medicine dealer. Although it cost a lot of money, the effect was immediate and I saw a person who was about to freeze to death turn rosy.

It's a pity that half a root of ginseng seems to be quite big. I cut it into more slices, but I don't use them very often. I give a few slices to my elderly and frail parents, I give a few slices to my friends who can't come to visit me for help, and I just use them for myself and myself. It will be gone in three years.

Later, when the climate becomes even worse, if I want to buy it again, let alone century-old wild ginseng, even artificially grown ginseng that is more than fifty years old will be unavailable for sky-high prices.