Madam Liang lifted the blanket and got out of bed, first pulling out a clay pot from underneath, reaching in, and extracting a small cloth bag.
She then rushed over to the wardrobe, pushed aside all the clothes on top, and took out a small box.
Next, she stood up and walked to the beam underneath the ceiling, glanced at the basket hanging above, brought over a stool, stepped on it, and reached into the basket to retrieve a dusty cloth bag.
Immediately after, she dug out another box from behind the headboard's trunk.
Lastly, she took a slightly smaller cloth bag from underneath the pillow.
Lu Sanzhu was completely stunned as he watched Madam Liang bustling about, placing cloth bags and boxes on the bed and pouring out a pile of pieces of silver.
His mouth agape, he said, "You, you hid them in so many places? If we ever had a hundred taels of silver, wouldn't the whole room be filled with hiding spots? Aren't you afraid you'll forget?"
