When Xiao Yuchuan sold goods, he had seen other families with a lot of money in town, especially those merchants who did big business. They all had a lot of money that day. But he had never seen so much silver in his own family before.
As he stared at his wife counting the money over and over... she carefully counted it twice.
He had already said, "Wife, no need to count anymore, there are still thirty taels and four hundred copper coins... I can see it all with my eyes."
"Hmm." She nodded.
He rubbed his hands together, his thumb moving back and forth between his index and middle fingers.
This "wanting money" gesture was really universal throughout ancient and modern times. Su Qingyue picked up a ten-tael silver ingot, and Xiao Yuchuan, not a greedy man, quickly said, "Wife, there's no need for so much money to hire a prostitute..."
"Right."
He looked "touched", "Wife, you're so good!"
She glanced at him, "How am I good?"