Gu Kaichen, "Dad, you saw it yourself. They're all dressed in rags, without even a livestock for transport, each just carrying a shabby bundle. It's like they've gone mad with poverty.
At this time, they're causing trouble with us. For what? Isn't it just for silver?
Dad, I believe that any issue that can be solved with silver isn't really an issue. You should just give them some, and they'll stop talking."
Gu Baijiang quickly clutched his chest. If he hadn't lost the silver, he'd be more than willing to give more, since giving to them would be like a drop in the bucket. But now he doesn't have any silver, and letting that information out would be ruinous.
Gu Kaiping, "Kaichen, how much silver do you think is appropriate?"
Gu Kaichen, "Those impoverished folks, give them a few dozen taels and they'll be satisfied."
