"As soon as that old doctor saw the prescription I took out, he asked about my relationship with Zhao Jing's family from the Zhao Village. If I hadn't been wearing a veiled hat, he probably would've stared a hole right through me."
Xu Su Ying laughed. "So what did you tell him?"
"I just told him the truth, more or less... I said I was a neighbor from their village and was just conveniently bringing back some herbs for them... Mom, this is just half a month's worth of medicine, and it costs one and a half taels of silver. That's three taels a month... What kind of serious illness does Mrs. Zhao have? Why does it cost so much every month?"
Chen Wanqing placed the bulging bags of herbs into her back basket, linking her arm with her mother's as she waited for a reply.
For an ordinary family, three taels of silver was enough to cover an entire year's expenses.
Unless, of course, the family had a scholar.
