Acknowledgement

Since the girl said so, Lin Deshan was relieved.

He believed that with The White Tiger's alertness, as long as there was someone nearby, it would definitely not be able to escape its ears.

Lin Deshan took something out of his pocket and opened it. It was a pile of silver notes.

Lin Yuelan was slightly surprised, but she quickly understood that the money was probably from selling the milkvetch.

She thought that it could sell for 10000 taels of silver, but looking at the thick stack of silver notes, he was afraid that it would be more than 30000 taels.

Lin Deshan pushed the money to the center and asked with an excited and sly smile, "girl, guess how much the flower has been sold for?" He blinked at her.

Lin Yuelan looked at the man who was playing a game with her. She raised her eyebrows and then stretched out her hand as if she was going to take the silver notes and count them.