Qiao Yuanzhen paused, clearly not expecting Yu Ze to offer money so readily. For a moment he found himself caught in indecision; he indeed desperately needed money, the difficult days had bent his back, and as Yu Ze had said, only Tupo Village treated him with respect. Once he left, nobody looked up to him, after all, there were plenty of Scholars in Chatu Town.
But Muniang was not pleased. She discreetly tugged at Yu Ze's sleeve, "Why are you giving this kind of person benefits? They annoy me just by being here, why should we simply offer benefits to such scum? Besides, if we give in this time, they might just come back for more, it will never end!"
Yu Ze gave her hand a squeeze and whispered, "Just trust me."
Muniang, seeing his confident demeanor, hesitantly nodded and allowed him to proceed.
"Have you made up your mind? Do you want your daughter, who is as much of a burden as an oil bottle, or do you want the silver that will fatten your purse?" Yu Ze asked calmly.
