These days, who carries ten taels of silver for traveling expenses? Just look at the ragged clothes on those three young fellows and those three old horses; all put together might not even be worth ten taels.
Sure enough, they also knew that the asking price, whether it was too much or too little... was just that.
Robbery in this village had its rules; you wouldn't rob people so thoroughly that they had nothing left. You had to leave them something so they could continue on their way. If you really stripped someone of everything, they might just decide to stay put and not leave, or they might fight you.
"Village Chief, please take this silver note." After rummaging for a bit, Sun Yixie pulled out a silver note.
The village chief looked at it and saw that it was from the Bai Chuan Bank, with a denomination—a thousand taels.
He was astonished right then and there.
For a moment, he suspected it was a fake, but after examining it carefully, he couldn't find a single flaw.
