As Sui He tidied up nearby, she said, "Your Highness, we only have forty coins of monthly silver left."
Yue Mingxuan coughed. "Forty coins? How much can that buy?"
He had no idea about the value of money in this ancient world.
Sui He sighed and pouted.
As expected of the prince, he only knew how to spend, not how to save.
"Tonight's meal alone cost thirty coins," she said helplessly.
"What?" Yue Mingxuan was shocked.
There hadn't even been chicken or fish, not even a bit of minced meat.
If he hadn't been so hungry, he would have started scolding someone on the spot.
A meal without meat, could that even be called a proper meal?
"How long until the next monthly pay?" Yue Mingxuan looked at her hopefully, praying she would say "tomorrow."
But fate clearly enjoyed teasing him.
From the moment he had fallen into this strange ancient world, nothing had gone smoothly.
