Di Yelei seemed very happy, with a naive smile on his face that never disappeared, as if waiting for praise.
Liu Sisi couldn't bear to disappoint him, so she quickly put down the work in her hands, took the money bag, opened it, and then casually dumped it on the table: "What's the matter? Isn't your monthly salary one tael of silver per month? Could it be..."
Rolling around were not four big silver ingots!
When she saw the silver pouring out of the bag clearly, she couldn't speak.
Each of the four silver ingots was fifty taels of silver, which made a total of 200 taels. There was also some small change on the side.
This...how many months of salary would that be equivalent to?
"Ye Lei, what's going on?"
The first thing Liu Sisi did after regaining her composure was to ask Di Yelei.
