"Just giving a hundred taels? This is about saving a life." Zhan Er felt that a life-saving grace should be repaid with life, how can it be settled with just a hundred taels of Silver.
Brother Cheng, "If Brother Zhan feels that a hundred taels of Silver is too little, then give a thousand taels of Gold instead."
Hmm, making you splurge, that will bankrupt you.
Zhan Er's servant panicked and quickly advised Zhan Er on the side, "Young Master, though it's about saving a life, He Dayuan's family are from the countryside. Holding a thousand taels of Gold, I reckon it will be robbed by bullies before even warming up."
The servant was a clever one, thought for a bit, and said, "What rural farmers like most is land. Why not buy twenty mu of paddy fields for He Dayuan's family? With these paddy fields, his family's life will be worry-free for a lifetime, and can also be passed down to future generations. He Dayuan will surely be grateful to you."
