Zhulan, "I want to frame the contract first, so it doesn't get damaged over time."
Zhou Shuren laughed out loud, "Alright, I'll listen to you."
Zhulan first packed the contract, then asked, "The Emperor actually agreed."
Zhou Shuren, "First, you can't appear under your real name in the records, the Emperor feels guilty. Second, we benefited from the blessings of the Fourth Uncle's passing. Third, it's due to my years of achievements."
The Emperor was silent for a long time before writing down the contract. Two hundred taels a year is not much for the Emperor.
Zhulan, "Do you think I should give Silver every year? Until I die?"
"It's up to you."
Zhulan's brows curled, "No rush, I haven't received this year's Silver Coin yet!"
Chang Xhong came in surprised, "It's dinner time, why haven't we served the meal?"
Zhulan said, "Today there's good news, so I asked the kitchen to prepare a few extra dishes. We'll eat in a while."
