"Back in Xiping and Chen County, Seventh Ancestor tried to recruit me. Although I didn't agree, I invested some money in his caravan's shares. It wasn't a lot, but over the years, it should have accumulated quite a sum."
Fu Tinghan had never demanded dividends, and with time, it should have grown substantially.
Zhao Hanzhang's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she asked, "How much did you invest at the time?"
Fu Tinghan smiled and said, "Not much, just two hundred thousand copper coins."
Though he didn't know how much money had been earned over the years, he was sure there was at least a guaranteed two hundred thousand.
He actually had money?
Zhao Hanzhang tried to recall that when she was in Xiping, she did have money. After all, she had her dowry and the treasures left by her grandfather, plus the Glazed Workshop had started bringing in significant profit for her, so she was quite generous, giving Fu Tinghan some money every month.
