"You are two mortars!"

A family said that they had a child.

“Move it up!”

Wei Shouren said quickly, after some busyness, there were two more jars on the flat ground, one big and one small, with yellow mud on it, obviously for a certain period of time.

"Open and take a look!"

Naturally, Wei Shouren is not the turn to do this kind of rough work in person. The housekeeper Wei Fu immediately stepped forward, opened the mud seal, and immediately screamed: "Master, it's money!"

"Um?"

Wang Shouren stepped forward and saw silver light flashing in the larger jar. They were all ingots, each ten taels. This jar had at least thousands of taels of silver.

At this time, I felt sure, and I was a little surprised: "Is it a thief?"

He hurriedly said: "Open the other one!"

This time, the butler couldn't wait to lift the mud seal, but was surprised and suspicious: "Master, I have something!"

I took out a book, but I wrapped it with waterproof kraft paper and wrapped it with a layer of wax on the outside. Even so, after opening it layer by layer, the handwriting on the paper inside was still a bit mottled.

But when Wei Shouren saw the word, his hands trembled, and almost burst into tears: "This is indeed the handwriting of the four generations of ancestors, Mr. Shanchu. I didn't expect that he was so far-sighted..."

After wiping the corners of his eyes, Wei Shouren shouted again: "Transfer this big jar to the treasury. Thank you for your hard work. Each of them goes to the account office to get ten taels of silver! Remember the rules?"

"Thank you, Master! We naturally know that we will never talk too much!"
Chapter completed!