"How much are you giving us then?" Li Xing'an asked with raised eyebrows.
"Ten percent."
"Ten percent? So little?" Li Xing'an was displeased, "That's too little."
"I have almost a thousand taels of silver as a dowry, ten percent is a hundred taels, not a small amount," Miss Chai explained.
"If you give us half, that might be enough." Li Xing'an shook his head.
He was secretly pleased, was he going to get rich?
"That won't do, this is all the money I have," Miss Chai's expression changed, shaking her head directly.
Li Yuzhu said, "Third brother, I think a hundred taels are enough." Don't scare Chai San Niang off with such extortion.
Li Xing'an thought for a moment, "Alright, for the sake of my third sister, I'll agree."
As long as it's not less than what's given by Mu Yuanxiu.
Miss Chai said, "Fine, it's settled then."
