After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The ladies all looked at Gu Nanxi, and even Su Xuanming and others who received the letter ran over.

"Mother, how about I go out and take a look?"

Gu Nanxi didn't want to go out either, but when she thought of the recipe for Huoxiang Zhengqi Water that the old Taoist gave her last time, she felt tempted for a moment.

I have been traveling through the book for so long, but I have never enjoyed any benefits as a book traveler. The loving mother system I carry with me is a hindrance. Could it be that my luck is about to change?

"Let's go take a look together." Gu Nanxi led the ladies, followed by ten young men, and walked out the door together.

The silvery moonlight poured down on the gate of Yongchang Marquis’ Mansion, making the figures clearly visible.

In the silence, a slovenly old monk sat cross-legged in front of the mansion, facing the gate.

The old monk had unkempt hair and a linen robe that was wet and muddy. He was still muttering something and seemed a little crazy.

Su Xuanming quickly took two steps forward and stood in front of Gu Nanxi.

As everyone got closer, the old monk's words could vaguely be heard by everyone.

"The humble room is empty, once the bed was covered with weeds, the withered grass and dead poplars were once a place for singing and dancing, spider silk covered the beams, and green gauze is now pasted on the windows again."

"A box full of gold, a box full of silver, a beggar is slandered by everyone in a blink of an eye. Just when I was sighing that others' lives were short, I didn't know that I would return home to mourn!"

"Even if you have good training, you can still be a bridge in the future. If you choose to be a rich man, who would expect to end up in a brothel?"

After hearing what the monk said, the ladies' faces turned ugly in an instant.

On this happy day, the old monk's words sounded like a curse, making everyone feel upset.

Madam Chen had waited so long for the day when her son would become successful. She was feeling very proud of herself, but she encountered such a depressing person who blocked the door to the mansion. She could no longer control her temper and wanted to drive the old monk out.

"You old monk, how can you wish someone a happy birthday like this? Get out of the way! Don't block the way!"

The old monk lowered his eyes, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and kept muttering: "In this noisy situation, you finish singing and I come on stage, and I mistake a foreign land for my hometown."

Gu Nanxi's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. Although the old monk's words sounded unlucky, they were consistent with the plot of the original book.

Wouldn't this magnificent mansion become dilapidated in the future?

Didn’t the young men of the Su family, who grew up in a world of luxury, end up dying?

And as a stranger, don’t I also regard this place as my hometown?

Gu Nanxi forced a smile to stop Madam Chen, her heart beating fast: "Madam Chen, don't worry, let's first listen to what the old monk wants to say."

Mrs. Chen would not go against her master's wishes. She threatened and stared at the old monk fiercely: "It is said that monks should not tell lies. Old monk, please don't do evil with your mouth!"

The old monk ignored the officials and gentlemen behind Madam Chen and Gu Nanxi who were glaring at him.

He first took advantage of the moonlight to look at Gu Nanxi, the rumored backbone of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Gu Nanxi's back was straight, her eyes were clear, and her face was rosy. But compared to her angelic looks, what attracted people's attention the most was her demeanor, which was as steady as a mountain, and she was powerful and decisive when she spoke.

The old monk and Gu Nanxi looked at each other for a long time. Then the old monk took out a small pottery jar from his bamboo waist bag.

The old monk stood up, holding the pottery jar, and walked tremblingly to Gu Nanxi: "I wish Madam Hou a long life as long as the sky, and as bright as the sun and the moon."

Su Xuanming and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this old monk still has some sense. If he dared to speak nonsense in front of A Niang, I would definitely beat him out!

Lumei wanted to take the earthenware jar from the old monk, but the old monk dodged her.

Gu Nanxi understood that the old monk wanted her to take it over personally.

"Master, this earthenware jar needs to be cleaned." Green Eyebrows felt a tingling sensation on her scalp as she looked at the dirty earthenware jar.

My master loves cleanliness the most and takes a bath every day. How could he tolerate such dirt?

Gu Nanxi took a long breath, looked at Lumei soothingly, then reached out to take the earthen jar.

"Green Plum!"

Lumei was worthy of being Gu Nanxi's right-hand man. She understood what was meant by the words and hurriedly took out a silver note of one hundred taels from her waist bag and handed it to the old monk with both hands.

The old monk waved his hand: "Not enough!"

Lumei was furious. Did the old monk really think his master's money came from the wind? A hundred taels for a broken pottery jar was not enough!

But Lumei also knew that she couldn't make a scene at the door and embarrass the Marquis's Mansion, so she took out another silver note.

The old monk still waved his hands, but turned his face away and no longer looked at Lumei.

Lu Mei's chest heaved up and down with anger, and even Madam Chen, Madam Li, and Miss Song showed resentment on their faces.

I thought he was an old monk who came to collect money, but I didn't expect that he was a greedy scoundrel who was willing to swallow an elephant!

Gu Nanxi glanced at the old monk and saw that although his clothes were tattered and his face was covered in dirt on the left and right, his eyes were bright, clear and wise.

Gu Nanxi's heart moved and he opened the small clay jar. He saw layers of linen on the inner wall of the jar, and under the linen were golden seeds.

"This is..." Gu Nanxi was horrified!

These are clearly corn seeds!

Corn originated in Mexico and later spread throughout the American continent. It was not until the Ming Dynasty that it was introduced to China.

In just a hundred years, corn has become one of the three major staple foods in China!

Corn cultivation is not picky about the environment and land, and the yield is high. One acre can yield dozens of stones. It has a variety of uses. It can be used as a staple food, to make sugar, and to feed livestock.

During the Ming Dynasty, corn was already used in many ways. Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty was unlucky and encountered the Little Ice Age. Natural disasters continued, and Shaanxi, the worst-hit region, had no time to plant corn.

But in this world, the Great Zhou Dynasty has enough time and energy to promote the cultivation of corn!

The previous dynasty was a powerful country, but its per capita grain possession did not catch up until the 20s.

Even the wealthy Zhou Dynasty was far behind the previous dynasties in terms of per capita grain possession!

Thinking of this, Gu Nanxi carefully covered the small pottery jar, handed it to Su Xuanming, and carefully reminded him: "Watch it carefully, not a single grain can be missing!"

Gu Nanxi signaled Lumei to get the wallet from her bedroom, and then stuffed it all into the old monk's arms.

"I don't know how much money is in this box, but I estimate that there are at least three thousand taels! You can use it first, and if it's still not enough, come back to me."

"master!"

"Auntie!"

"Godmother!"

"Mrs. Hou!"

Everyone was stunned by Gu Nanxi's reaction.

Not to mention the box full of banknotes, just the promise, isn't that enough?!

Even if this pottery jar is filled with gold, it is not worth this price!

Gu Nanxi didn't have time to explain to everyone. He stared at the old monk intently: "Can you tell me where these seeds came from? Do you have any more? I can exchange them with you for money!"