At this moment, the young woman suddenly spoke up, "Grandpa Zhou, go ahead and build the road. If there's not enough money, our family will cover it, no matter how much is needed."
Lin Qiao wasn't just being kind-hearted; indeed, it would be more convenient if the road were built. Once completed, she planned to buy a carriage, making trips to the village and town more convenient.
Moreover, it could annoy those who didn't contribute money to the road construction.
In the future, villagers would surely talk about this; she wondered just how thick-skinned those people could be.
Zhou Ping was stunned, "Madam Tingfan, we need to make up nearly five to six taels of silver."
"Five to six taels?" Lin Qiao pondered briefly before replying, "The money from running the shop these days should just cover it."
The shop had been open for more than a month. Five to six taels of silver wasn't much, but for villagers who lived off farming, it was quite a bit.
