Zhang Huai Shu was both curious and surprised that a thirteen-year-old girl in front of him said ten taels of silver was not a problem. Just this confidence was something few adults had.
Zhang Huai Shu was not distrustful of Shuangshuang; on the contrary, he trusted her very much.
Even if Shuangshuang didn't have that much silver, beforehand Feng guaranteed that he would cover the medical expenses.
As long as Zhang Huai Shu trusted someone, anything could be discussed, especially when that person was Feng. He had no reason to refuse.
"Alright, you don't have to rush to give the silver now. I don't need it for the time being. We can talk about it after Da Shan recovers."
He was willing to wait for half a year.
"Thank you, Grandpa Zhang. I will earn the silver as soon as possible and give it to you."
