As Shu Yu spoke, she lifted her gaze to glance at Ms. Mei lying on the bed. Sure enough, her eyelids had begun to twitch.
Shu Yu smiled faintly, "Calculating it this way, Lord Yao's blueprint is worth a thousand gold coins, and two of them total two thousand gold coins. As for the repairs to my house — factoring in manpower, resources, and everything else — plus the damage to my reputation and the loss of goodwill from having to personally explain to Lord Yao and Lord Xiang, it would amount to no less than two thousand taels."
Two thousand gold coins plus two thousand taels.
Shu Yu did some mental calculations, "So I ask the Eldest Young Mistress for compensation amounting to twenty-two thousand taels. For the Fan family, that's an amount you can certainly manage, isn't it?"
Ms. Yu shrieked, "Twenty-two thousand taels? You're robbing us!"
Shu Yu cast a light glance at her, "Mrs. Fan, are you suggesting that Lord Yao's blueprints are worthless?"
