Ah Hu also realized that indeed there was no need for guards in this house. They were practically clinging on shamelessly to stay here. If they didn't get any silver, he'd feel too embarrassed to stay.
Yun Jiao weighed the silver in her hand; it was an unbroken silver ingot, roughly estimated to be twenty taels.
She smiled, "Alright, this silver can last us for quite a while. Stay without worry."
Ah Hu watched Yun Jiao leave.
He still had ten taels of silver on him, in case there were any unexpected expenses.
This silver was given to him by Jiang Youzhi when he accompanied him out one day.
The next day, Liu Zhu indeed called his cousin Zhang Shun over.
Zhang Shun was about thirty years old, a worker at Qilin Hall diagonally across the road, where he had worked for several years. The shopkeeper there had never raised his wages, always paying him eight qian of silver a month.
Hearing from Liu Zhu that here it was one tael of silver a month, he was tempted.
