The sourpuss Zheng Fei

Gold. Silver. More silver and more gold. One bag of copper coins. And a few bags of grains, vegetables, and dried meat.

How exactly did Bai Yue manage to miss that?

Suddenly, Bai Yue started doubting herself. Since when did her sense of observation become so bad?

"His Highness may sometimes act like a thug, but he's very good to you," Liu'er commented grudgingly. Even so, she couldn't bear to look away from the food. In her mind, she was already picturing their next meal.

"Don't you mean too good?" Bai Yue snorted. The cost of living in the capital was higher than the one of living in a village. As long as they were careful, this amount of money was enough for them to live in Xiangqi village for an entire lifetime. Normal villagers never saw that amount of gold and silver even if they worked day and night their entire lives. "How much do I owe him?"