In this dynasty, one tael of gold is equivalent to ten taels of silver, ten taels of gold equals one hundred taels of silver.
The onlooking citizens exclaimed in surprise, for eating a vegetarian meal and compensating one hundred taels of silver seemed worthwhile.
The Weirdo sneered in disdain; to him, one hundred taels of silver was no different from ten taels of silver.
The Weirdo shook his head lightly, "Eldest Madam, aren't you being too stingy?"
The Old Maid was extremely infuriated, "You smelly cripple, don't mistake kindness for weakness; our madam offering one hundred taels is already merciful enough. Be careful you don't end up with nothing."
Just as the Old Maid's voice faded, she suddenly felt pain on her mouth. She lifted her sleeve to wipe it, and it was covered with blood. Her triangular eyes widened, and she looked around, loudly asking, "Who... who hit me?"
Who was so reckless to dare hit her?
