Lu Chen’s face turned slightly pale. “One tael of silver per month. After three years, it will be 36 taels of silver. This 50 taels of silver will take at least four years and two months.”
Qiao Jinniang smiled. “Alright, four years then.”
Lu Chen:”...”why did he dig a hole for himself to jump into?
Qiao Jinniang saw Lu Chen’s unwilling expression and said, “You should know that most of the waiters in the restaurants in Lin ‘an city only have a monthly salary of three taels of silver. If you go to Lin ‘an city to look for them, the monthly salary I’m giving you is already extremely high.”
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said, “Four years it is.”
Qiao Jin looked at Lu Chen’s tender hands and took a look at his hands. “Your hands are even more tender than mine.”
