Everyone began urging Old Madame Gao to return the silver to them as quickly as possible.
Did it hurt them to part with the money? Of course it hurt. If the ten taels were split evenly, every single household would get two taels. But weren't they fleeing famine? Even with money, you couldn't buy food.
The eldest daughter-in-law whispered something in Old Madame Gao's ear, and the old woman's eyes lit up. Finally, she grudgingly counted out ten taels of silver and handed it to Feng Wu.
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