A fair-faced person next to him came out and took out a stack of silver notes in his arms.

"Little girl, this is our son's deposit. One thousand taels of silver notes should be enough? After the matter is done, our son will definitely receive a lot of rewards."

In fact, Wang Xiaoqing saw that this Cheng Xiao should be for his father-in-law.

But look at that reluctant little look!

I also know that I think they are liars.

Yes, a thousand taels of silver, who would think he had a good mind?

"Young Master Huang, Chengxintang paper is 5,000 taels per knife, and we need 3,000 taels of deposit! It is better for us to sign a contract, so that the young master will feel at a loss in the future."

Five thousand taels are not high at all.

But everyone in the yard was stunned.

What rice?

Five thousand taels?
Chapter completed!