Tang Dao was a little confused, but he didn't want to go against his father and knelt on his knees.

"The ancestors of the Tang family are above. Tang Jili, the 18th generation of the Tang family, brought his son Tang Tao, and now named Tang Dao, to disturb the peace of the ancestors. I hope that the ancestors will bless my son with their health!" Tang Jili also knelt down aside and kowtowed three times in a row.

"In addition, according to the legacy of ancestors, if foreign invaders invade, our Tang family should disperse all the wealth and set up all the elite troops to defend them. Therefore, we will specially obtain the wealth accumulated by our Tang family in business over the years!"

As Tang Jili stood up, twisted the mechanism under one of the tablets, a secret door appeared in the corner of the small room.

When Tang Dao followed the old man who lifted a lantern down the wooden ladder to the basement, he could only describe it as dumbfounded.

In the basement of at least 100 square meters, there are dark black "winter melons"!

As Tang Dao touched it, he knew that the thing was silver. The reason why it was dark black was that it was oxidized in the air for a long time.

A "silver winter melon" weighs at least 120 kilograms, but there are fifty ones here, which means 6,000 kilograms of silver. Although the value of silver is far less than gold, the Tang family alone is not the local rich man he remembers, but the rich family.

But as several large boxes near the wall were opened by Tang Ji using the key, under the dim yellow light of the horse lantern, yellow, red, green and white colors almost blinded Tang Dao's clear and stupid eyes.

The yellow one is gold, the red one is agate, the green one is jade, and the white one is Hetian jade. Any box is worth more than 100,000 oceans.

Just estimates, the wealth in the basement is worth 1.5 million yuan! It is enough for an ordinary infantry division to spend more than half a year on various military expenditures.

"All these belong to you!" Tang Jili was obviously very satisfied that her son, who had become the leader, was shocked by him, and said boldly with a wave of his hand.

"This is all the old man who made wine?" Tang Dao still couldn't believe it.

Is alcohol so profitable?

"Stupid! Didn't I say it before? This is the savings of my three generations of the Tang family!" Tang Jili looked at his stupid son and sighed slightly.

"Besides, do you think my Tang family has been in Sichuan Province for 700 years and 18 generations, and it's just this little savings!"

Tang Dao is as stupid as a wooden chicken!
Chapter completed!