The eighth prince looked at Zhao Yao with helpless indulgence: "Go ahead, what do you need from me?"
Zhao Yao smiled sheepishly: "Eighth brother, can you lend me some money?"
The eighth prince thought Zhao Yao was going to ask for something significant, but it turned out to be borrowing money, which surprised him a little. He then laughed and said, "How much do you want to borrow?"
Borrowing money was a spur-of-the-moment excuse Zhao Yao thought of; he hadn't decided how much he needed to borrow.
"Eighth brother, I also don't know how much would be enough."
The eighth prince was amused by Zhao Yao's words and said with a face full of helplessness, "You don't even know how much you need? Are you borrowing money to buy something?"
"Eighth brother, I do want to buy something, but I can't tell you what it is for now," Zhao Yao thought for a moment and said, "Eighth brother, lend me two coins first." Two coins was neither too much nor too little.
