C27 Bad Luck

Seeing how straightforward he was, Hong Niang did not hesitate any longer and immediately took three of the large silver ingots. The remaining half was left on the table. "These are enough. Master, do you want me to write you a receipt?"

So that ingot actually had 100 taels of silver. Leng Hanbing secretly rejoiced. At first, she only thought that it was 50 taels of silver