Not long after Li Changgui left, someone delivered the silver.
A full one hundred and fifteen taels, heavy in his hands, greatly reassuring Chen Yuan.
Ask if Funiu is not good? Yet I say: wherever money can be made, that is my home.
With this large sum of silver, he could make corresponding adjustments to his martial arts training plan.
Originally, he earned thirty-five taels a month. Cultivating Elephant Bone required fifteen taels, while taking one Bone-Strengthening Pill every two days—after deducting the five Bone-Strengthening Pills he received each month for guarding the herb garden—would still cost another twenty taels.
His monthly wages would be spent exactly, and that did not even include the costs of replenishing blood-rich food, Blood Qi Pills, and the like. He could only rely on the Fang Family's support to make up that shortfall.
None of these expenses could be spared. The slightest misstep would leave him unable to make ends meet.
That was why Chen Yuan had previously considered becoming a steward.
Now that he had over a hundred taels of silver, he could directly switch to a higher-grade medicinal brew for his Elephant Bone cultivation.
He had asked around before. After rounding down, one dose of that other medicinal brew cost three taels of silver.
That came to forty-five taels a month—far beyond what he could afford.
But now, he could sustain it for two months. He believed that during those two months, the efficiency of his Elephant Bone advancement would soar by leaps and bounds. He might even reach completion.
He could also change to taking one Bone-Strengthening Pill a day. Over a month, after deducting the five pills he could collect, he would need fifty taels' worth. Even if he put all his monthly wages into it, he would still be