Ji Dashan's legs trembled with fear and he fell to his knees, panicking, "How, how could this be possible?"
The old steward coldly replied, "The terms are clearly laid out in the contract. Are you trying to renege on it?"
Ji Dashan's heart ached as if he wanted to cry. "I'm illiterate. You said signing this contract was for safety but never mentioned about paying back money!"
At the time of signing the contract, Master Wang assured him that he would first pay him a hundred taels of silver and another hundred after completion of the task. Ji Dashan was under the impression that this contract was for his own protection.
Master Wang nonchalantly swished his tea cup without even looking at Ji Dashan. "True, it's a two-way guarantee. Business contracts are not unilateral. It's clearly written in black and white: if the task is completed, I owe you another hundred taels. If not, you need to return twice the deposit I gave."