Sun Mansion's Daily Life Continues

Too lazy to split it up, so this is a two-in-one.

Facts proved that Sun Shaozong had worried too much this time.

To him, Jiang Yuhan was, at most, a hot potato; but to Jia Baoyu, he was a rare treasure beyond compare.

Baoyu himself could barely wait to keep him close. How could he possibly hand him over to someone else?

He had come calling this time under the pretense of settling Jiang Yuhan in, but he was really here to solicit investment.

In Jia Baoyu's words, "Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach him to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime." Qi Guan had only just managed to escape his cage—how could Baoyu bear to imitate Prince Zhongshun and keep Qi Guan confined at home?

To put it plainly, he had sought out Sun Shaozong to borrow money and help Jiang Yuhan establish an opera troupe.

Opera troupes were only just beginning to emerge these days. It was nothing like the Qing dynasty, when ramshackle troupes roaming the streets were everywhere.

As the saying went, rarity bred value. Starting an opera troupe from scratch in the capital was not something a few dozen or even a hundred taels could accomplish.

Besides, given Jiang Yuhan's immense reputation in the capital, how could he possibly settle for some shabby little troupe merely to get by?

Naturally, the expenses rose accordingly.

Thus, Jia Baoyu's opening request was four thousand taels of silver!

"Three years!"

Counting on his fingers, he calculated earnestly, "Not counting what belongs to the public accounts, the odds and ends I've saved over the years should be worth four or five thousand taels altogether. If Qi Guan can't repay the loan after three years, these things can be used to