In the evening, Chen Jie and Su Yunjin looked at the two ingots of silver on the table.
This was given to them by Wu Zhong before he left, saying it was compensation from the Yu Family.
To be honest, this money was a huge sum for the Chen family, enough to directly elevate their living standards from poverty to a modest living.
Currently, the land prices in Xiantao Village were three taels per acre for dry fields and five taels for paddy fields. This money was sufficient to buy several acres of good land, thus leading a stable life.
Although Chen Jie knew that stability in this era was impossible.
According to what he knew about the current situation, Daqian was like a big barrel of gunpowder, with tensions building between ethnic groups and between the people and officials.
*In such circumstances, perhaps just a small spark would ignite this powder keg, causing Wolf Smoke to roll across the land, opening the curtain to a turbulent era.*
