Chapter 129: Chapter 129

The answer to this question soon revealed itself.

Several days later, the previously gloomy Lin residence seemed to come alive overnight. Even the maids who had been constantly frowning began laughing and playing around.

On what seemed like an ordinary afternoon, Head Steward Lin Da suddenly arrived at the main kitchen in person, followed by several young maids carrying various items.

Seeing the suddenly enthusiastic steward before her, Chen Daya, who had been busy picking vegetables, instinctively felt flattered - especially when the man amiably handed her a paper bearing a fingerprint.

Even without recognizing it as a deed of sale, Daya belatedly felt the document burning in her hands.

"Steward Lin... what is this... why..."

"Did I do something wrong?"

Fearing she might be driven away or sold elsewhere, Chen Daya nearly knelt before the steward, prompting Lin Da to quickly explain with a smile:

"Miss Chen, no need for that! This is actually wonderful news!"

To ensure understanding, Lin Da elaborated further:

"By the way, do you know Physician Liang?"

"He's a true miracle doctor!"

Lin Da couldn't help but marvel.

And how could he not be amazing?

When all physicians in Yangzhou City had given up, with the young master practically at death's door, this old doctor alone managed to pull him back from the underworld.

Though the boy's constitution would remain weak, simply surviving meant hope for the household. Didn't it mean these servants could keep their positions too?

Everyone knew how old the master was, with only these two drops of bloodline remaining. Even the master himself understood the unlikelihood of future heirs. If anything happened...

Thinking how the young master's health would continue depending on that physician, Lin Da's smile deepened. With a wave of his hand, accompanying maids brought forth several heavily laden boxes:

"After all, your sister came from our Lin household. No matter where she goes, a young lady should always have some private savings..."

Long after Steward Lin's figure disappeared, Chen Daya remained dazed. Especially when opening the wooden box revealed several dazzling silver ingots inside...

Remembering her sister's vague mention of "good fortune" that day, Daya nearly rushed out immediately to shake answers from her.

She'd always known her clever younger sister was smart, but never imagined she could be this brilliant!

A miracle doctor's granddaughter... Daya's lips trembled involuntarily. Instinct told her this related to that book her sister insisted on digging up.

But since it concerned her sister, Daya resolved to bury this knowledge deep - never to be revealed.

What if... what if that book had an original owner?

Gazing at the glittering silver, Daya instinctively grabbed a piece and bit down hard.

Ah, the taste of money was truly wonderful!

Surveying the mountain of "small" gifts before her - a whole case of pearl and jade accessories, over a hundred taels of silver, plus piles of fabrics specially selected for her age - even An Ning froze momentarily.

Her first thought: The Lin family's quite wealthy, huh.

Also... indeed, in this era, an only son was truly precious - even a concubine-born one.

For just a worthless honorary granddaughter title, the Lins could be this generous...

Humming cheerfully while packing her meager belongings (aside from the bed-full of gifts), An Ning felt pleased.

Indeed, gamble boldly and your bicycle becomes a motorcycle.

Goodbye, her miserable life as a lowly maid!

Speaking of which, had its host even been a maid for two months?

Not even that long, right?

The dog spirit pondered seriously. Fortunately unaware of its thoughts, otherwise An Ning would surely retort:

Who needs two months serving others? One day was already too much!

Ignoring the chattering system, she efficiently packed everything. Xue Qing and others came to help too, bringing Miss Lin's farewell gift - a beautiful magnolia hairpin.

One had to admit, as a future literati, Miss Lin's aesthetic taste was impeccable. An Ning accepted it happily.

After all, her current "official" possessions could be counted on one hand.

After much lively conversation - having cared for this "younger sister" for some time, Xue Qing and the others felt complex emotions but sincerely congratulated her promising future.

"I heard those esteemed masters can be temperamental. A-Ning must remember to speak sweetly and always keep emergency funds..."

Acknowledging their kindness, An Ning nodded obediently.

With Steward Lin's assistance, the sisters quickly prepared and boarded the carriage to the Liang residence.

Only when completely alone did Daya urgently pull her sister aside, thief-like glancing outside before whispering:

"Little sister, that book... is Physician Liang helping us because of...?"

An Ning nodded slightly.

"Elder sister, remember that refugee doctor who came to our village?"

Daya certainly remembered - for certain reasons, she recalled quite clearly. After a silent moment, she said:

"I remember when that old doctor died without heirs, villagers ransacked his house completely - not even leaving broken chairs behind..."

"Exactly!" Nodding like a pecking chick while leaning on her sister, An Ning continued:

"Wasn't I gathering firewood for grandma then? On my way back, I saw someone burying books..."

"Things buried secretly must be valuable!"

Daya agreed - only treasures needed hiding.

No wonder Physician Liang would help them and adopt her sister, with such precious knowledge involved.

Everything suddenly made sense to Daya.

Nearby, the System: "..."

Had it not personally planted those items, even it might have believed this tale.

"But... host, you added those prescriptions to the book intentionally, yet the book supposedly existed long before?"

It didn't even need spending points to artificially age it.

The system had wondered why its host specially prepared such old-looking books beforehand.

Before arriving, how could she predict this world's exact situation to prepare accordingly?

Inside their mental space, the puzzled dog spirit pondered endlessly.

An Ning rolled her eyes.

"Of course it's about preparing for all possibilities!"

Across eras, what's most precious to most people?

Their offspring! And ancient times' most common ailments? Weak constitutions and fevers.

Truthfully, she'd prepared multiple life-saving formulas for various constitutions - this one simply proved useful now.

While medical skills were undoubtedly valuable (especially at high levels), they were also hardest to legitimize.

Without proper lineage, how could one possess such remarkable abilities?

Without wealth and influence paving the way, who'd share family medical secrets? Some mythical white-bearded elder?

To achieve her goals, alternative approaches became necessary...

Since the book was prepared long ago, that prescription wasn't perfectly tailored then.

The system nodded thoughtfully. Previously it had wondered - with her host's multi-life medical expertise, curing that child should've been effortless.

Yet the Lin boy was only barely saved.

This clearly wasn't her host's true capability!

Glancing at the carriage's considerable pile of "farewell gifts", the system sighed covetously:

"Pity we only half-saved that child. Otherwise the Lin family's gifts could've been even more generous..."

In their mental space, An Ning smiled without reply.

In truth, wasn't precisely this "half-rescued" state what earned their current "importance"?