As soon as he entered the room, Lu Qing saw a brand-new large iron pot placed there.
Old Doctor Chen then returned to the inner room and took out a cloth bag.
"This silver is from the sale of the Red Moon Carp. Keep it safe."
The elder doctor handed the cloth bag to Lu Qing.
When Lu Qing received it, he felt its hefty weight and was startled.
"So much, Grandpa Chen, how much did the Red Moon Carp sell for?"
"You're quite lucky," the elder doctor said. "The nobleman to whom I delivered the medicinal herbs, his wife has been weak recently and needed nourishment. Upon hearing that I had a Red Moon Carp, he didn't hesitate to offer a price of one hundred Silver Taels."
"One hundred Silver Taels?" Lu Qing's eyes widened. "Grandpa Chen, didn't you say before that my Red Moon Carp was too big and had decreased in value?"
He remembered the elder doctor had mentioned before that even the best Red Moon Carp were priced at no more than one hundred Silver Taels each.