But what does this little kid need so much silver for?
"Dad, you promised not to ask." Lele pouted, "Just tell me if you're going to give it or not, don't ask anything else. I'm not going to do anything morally wrong."
"This isn't ten or a hundred silver coins, it's a thousand." Ye Zi'an stared at him, "If I'm giving you silver, I need to know what you're using it for. Besides, what you consider not morally wrong might not align with what I think. What if you think it's no big deal, but it's actually a serious issue?"
"Ah, I already knew it wouldn't be easy to get silver from Dad." Lele thought seriously for a moment, then said, "I asked Uncle Ye Er to help me buy some things."
"What things?" Ye Zi'an asked an extra question.
"Medicinal herbs."
"What did you say?" Ye Zi'an was speechless, "What are you buying that for?"
