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"That's enough. Do you really think that silver is dropped from the heavens? That's 100,000 taels. 20,000 taels for each of us would be enough to spend all our time drinking and drinking." Lin San finally said.

A restaurant like Bai Zhiling's could only make a profit of a few thousand taels of silver a year, and that restaurant had only been opened for a few years.

"Then we'll listen to boss