With silver—and a whopping two million taels of it at that—Chen Yi naturally wouldn't hide it at the bottom of a chest to gather dust.
It had to be spent.
Calculating the time, more than half a month had passed since Yan Sea and the others went to Guangyuan to investigate the situation. It was time to take the first Step in expanding Hundred Herbs Hall.
The Marquis's Mansion, with its two-hundred-year legacy, was living so frugally that it was truly unbearable to watch. Even if not for himself, for the sake of the Xiao Family which was bleeding money like a sieve, expanding Hundred Herbs Hall was imperative. He couldn't let the Xiao Family worry about silver anymore. It would be a joke.
After giving his instructions, Chen Yi took out one hundred silver notes from his robes, each worth ten thousand taels, and placed them on the table.
