Lin Han didn't agree, shaking his head, "Aunt Fan, I can't borrow your silver. I'll sell the grain; selling it will almost be enough."
The price Fan Family offered for grain was already two cents higher than usual, a favor Lin Han was well aware of.
"With so many people in your family, how will you live after selling the grain? Take this to deal with the urgent matter first." Mrs. Fan took out a ten taels of silver from her pocket and handed it to Lin Qiao.
"Granny Fan, it's okay, I've gathered enough silver." Lin Qiao sincerely thanked her.
Mrs. Fan didn't believe it and still tried to give it to her. Lin Qiao, after much persuasion, managed to stop her. After she left, Lin Qiao said to Li Guifen and the others, "No need to gather more silver; I've already gathered enough. I sold the recipe for cold dishes to Fulaiyun's boss for thirty taels, and the remaining twenty taels of silver were loaned to me by the fabric shop owner."
