What is the concept of one hundred taels of silver?

As for the economic conditions of society, one tael of silver is about one thousand copper coins. Liu Sandao, the prison guard of the yamen, earns two thousand copper coins a month. The second son only has two thousand!

Yes, the jailer’s salary is so low!

So, a hundred taels of silver are almost four or five years of their salary.

However, Liu Sandao lowered his head and didn't look at Bai Yin. Instead, he asked humbly. "What does Manager Feng mean? Did Liu do something wrong?"

Manager Feng brushed his hand over the hundred-two-patterned silver, "Have you ever seen my Feng family's wedding letter?"

Liu Sandao immediately shook his head. When he grabbed Nangong Qi, the second son searched his body. To be honest, they said that they could not find any except for the hundred taels of silver given to Miss Feng's first.

Although his apprentice's eyes shone when he saw the silver, he knew that he couldn't take the silver!

If I had known it, I would have waited for the Feng family to search together! Now that something goes wrong, I will probably be in a very troublesome future.

"Manager Feng, you know my character." Liu Sandao bowed, "We will never move at all if we shouldn't take it."

Manager Feng didn't say anything, but just looked at the second son behind Liu Sandao.

The second son was already trembling at this time because two big men around him were staring at him fiercely.

"He is even more impossible! Although Erzi is not very good at speaking and has a little frigid temperament. But his character is the same as mine." Liu Sandao shook his head, "Otherwise, I wouldn't accept him as his disciple."

Manager Feng was a little helpless after receiving Liu Sandao's guarantee.

To be honest, he did not do nothing in the past three days, but did a lot!

At least, he collected some recent information from Liu Sandao and Erzi. If there was really anything unusual, they would at least reveal some flaws. After all, this is just a marriage book.

Although Mrs. Feng spoke at the beginning of the first time, that was what she said to Dalang of the Li family. If they got the wedding letter and wanted to exchange for this thousand tael, they might even be swept out.

So, tonight, he just took one hundred taels out to test it. If there were really, what if there were one hundred taels to give them?

But the result is really helpless.

"Hey. I believe Liu Xiucai's words." Manager Feng brushed his hand over the silver again, took out a ingot of ten taels of silver and threw it to Liu Sandao. "If there is news about my Feng family's wedding in the future, you can come to Feng's house to find me. I will keep these hundred taels of silver for you."

"Mr. Liu doesn't dare!" Liu Sandao handed over to the side with Bai Yin in both hands like Manager Feng.

However, Manager Feng just waved his hand and said, "Please keep it. Treat it as my apology."

After saying that, he picked up the tea and shook it gently. Seeing this, Liu Sandao, as a scholar, bowed with great eyesight and then turned around and left.

Manager Feng ignored them and thought about his guesses carefully.

"What's wrong?" Manager Feng rubbed his eyebrows. "Li Dalang's tone was not like a fake, and Liu Sandao and the others didn't have the courage to take it. Where did the wedding letter go?"

I thought it hurts so much that Manager Feng didn't think of it...

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Nangong Qi thought his troubles would pass. However, if his wedding letter was not found for a day, his troubles would not pass for a day.

However, he has self-knowledge.

His risk resistance is too poor.

In ancient times, if you have no fame and fortune, you must have a huge network of relationships. Otherwise, any county magistrate will make you worse than death.

Therefore, from the second day after Huxifang opened, he began to visit the network of relationships that County Chief Sun left to him.

The first person is the county master.

As the old saying goes, it is better to be in charge of county officials now. As your direct official, you have to take a look first.

He just needs not to cause trouble for himself.

So, the next day, he came to Juelu Banquet with the recipe of Juelu wine.

He was received by a middle-aged manager.

"I've asked for a manager." Nangong Qijian bowed, "I don't realize that Lu Yan's manager can be there."

Nangong Qi wanted to find the highest person, not the small manager in the lobby.

Although the manager smiled, he refused without hesitation, "Mr. Wang has something to do. I wonder what the guest is?"

Seeing the food in hand, Nangong Qi knew it, "I am Li Zhaoting."

The manager raised his eyebrows and prepared to return to the absolute side.

"The owner of Huxifang."

The manager smiled a little sincerely and reached out to signal Nangong Qi to sit down.

"Nephew of the County Magistrate Sun."

"Sit down!!" The manager hurriedly invited him, and at the same time, a middle-aged man in silk walked out. "Get tea!"

The manager nodded and bowed, "Yes, Mr. Wang and Mr. Li. Wait!"

Nangong Qi looked at the middle-aged man. He was wide and fat. To be honest, he had been in this world for so long and had seen such a fat man for the first time. The brocade suit on his body seemed to have been as big as possible, but he was still stretched out a little.

"What's the reason why Nephew Li Xian came here?" Mr. Wang's expression was kind.

Nangong Qi bowed to the ceremony, "Mr. Wang, yesterday I was drinking here with Lord Zun and Chief Sun and others."

Now, Mr. Wang's face became even more enthusiastic!

Seeing the manager holding a tea set at the door, he pulled his face, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Go and serve good tea!"

"Hey!" The manager nodded and replied, and quickly retreated.

Nangong Qi ignored it and continued, "When the county master left, he saw that the student's wine had not been named yet, so he gave the name Juelu wine. I think that since he called Juelu wine, it would be better to give Juelu banquet and make him deserve it! Do you think?"

Hearing this, Mr. Wang's eyes narrowed his eyes when he was already smiling. He bent down and looked at Nangong Qi with his back, thanking him repeatedly.

"What's the matter? Li Langjun, please invite inside, please! Let's talk in the middle!"

After saying that, he gently pushed the door and a magnificent small room inside appeared in front of Nangong Qi.

Nangong Qi didn't say anything, but handed over the recipe in his hand. To be honest, in order to make those two pots of wine, Nangong Qi looked for many blacksmiths, goldsmiths and silversmiths. Finally, he made a not-so-usable re-steaming wine utensil.

It was so hard. He was really too lazy to do it. He could just send it out for favors.

"What should I do! What should I do!" Mr. Wang's voice trembled, but his hands took Nangong Qi's recipe without stopping. "Li Langjun, you are so polite!"

......

"I won't disturb Mr. Wang's business." Nangong Qigong bowed, and he would visit the next house. "Please tell the county master, which can be regarded as repaying his name."

After saying that, he stopped staying and turned around and left.

In the room, the middle-aged manager was carrying the newly brewed tea. When he came in, he saw Mr. Wang staring at the book in his hand in a daze...
Chapter completed!