But no matter what Jiang Kui thought,
Yang Ge owed him a great favor!
"How should I repay this..."
He caressed the cover of the secret manual, unable to hide his joy, yet also feeling a huge headache.
'How about sending them some food? Aren't Lei Heng and Liu Meng setting up their flags outside the pass? They could always use more food, right?'
'Eight thousand taels of silver, minus the losses on the road, should still leave them with quite a bit, right?'
Eight thousand taels of silver were his entire fortune.
Most of it was even squeezed from the three major grain merchants the year before last.
As for the stipend he had received while serving as a hundred households and a thousand households in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he had been giving half of it every month to his subordinates to improve their meals. There wasn't much left over, and he had never abused his power to amass ill-gotten wealth.
