Su Qingyue took several silver notes, "800 taels, isn't that a bit too much?"
Tao Meijiao said, "Xiao Yue, this is what you deserve. The recipe might not be worth so much, but you said it was based on business success, which implies a commission. The restaurant's business success, calculated by commission, amounts to this much. The last time I went to Wushan Village to find you, I didn't talk about money because I went to your house purely for friendship and didn't bring up business matters. You should accept the money you deserve."
"Alright." Su Qingyue accepted it then. She just happened to need the money.
After saying goodbye at the Tao Mansion, Xiao Yuchuan stopped the carriage in front of a grand inn in town—the Longyuan Inn.
The waiter saw a lavishly decorated carriage at the door and knew that wealthy guests had arrived, so he came out with a big smile, "Guest, are you looking to stop over or to stay at the inn?"
