C788 Visits (I)

Liu Dao Xiang obviously would not covet this small amount of silver. Jin Zhong's mother became even more happy when he heard it.

The fertile farmlands in the outskirts of Beijing could grow crops for two seasons, or at least one hundred or two taels of silver a year. It was enough for his son and daughter-in-law to eat.

When Liu Dao Xiang came here from the future