After being apologized, Ji Jingbai was confused: "Why did you say sorry?"

Ye Guoguo raised her little face and blinked.

He thought: I can't say it, because if I say it, it will hurt your self-esteem.

Her husband-in-law is from this world and a man from this world. He will definitely not want to admit that she is better than him. Nor will he admit that his money is his private money.

Ji Jingbai had no idea what his daughter-in-law was saying in her heart. He just saw that his daughter-in-law just raised her little head, looked at him, and didn't speak for a long time. He knew that her daughter-in-law didn't want to say anything, so he just let it go.

, and didn’t ask any more questions.

After waiting for a while, he saw that his wife was still holding him tightly and refused to let go, so he chuckled and said, "How long do you plan to hold her?"

Ye Guoguo didn't say how long she would hold her for, she just raised her little face and said cheerfully: "Mr., please hold me well."

Ji froze in shock.

He used to think that his daughter-in-law was a child, and he would not think too much about what the child said if he could. However, his daughter-in-law was actually 18, and he already knew that it was difficult for him not to think too much now...

Fortunately, the little daughter-in-law let go of him the next moment, and happily returned to the kang. While placing the kang table on the kang and setting it up, she said to him: "Mr., I just put three pieces of paper into the jar."

One hundred taels of silver notes."

Last night, he was sure that his wife had opened the jar and knew that there were a lot of banknotes in it. Now that she had put the banknotes in it, he thought that she had put the money in it, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

He said: "Yeah."

After hearing her husband's response, Ye Guoguo didn't care. She gave him the money anyway.

"You want to practice calligraphy?" Seeing that the young daughter-in-law was busy getting pens, ink, paper and inkstones as soon as she put down the kang table, Ji Jingbai came forward to help.

After a group of young wives laid out the paper, he wanted to help her grind the ink, but she wouldn't let him grind it.

He looked at her puzzled.

Ye Guoguo scratched his little head in embarrassment, then said in a low voice with a bit of depression: "No, I wanted to write something, something like Qi, but my handwriting is ugly..."

In other words, you write.

Ji Jingbai understood, and then he no longer wanted to help with grinding, but nodded. Then, sitting cross-legged in front of the kang table, he asked without being in a hurry to pick up a pen, "What contract?"

"It's the kind of contract that keeps people secret." After a pause, she explained in detail: "Our workshop needs people to do the work... These people have to sign a contract and have their thumbprints to guarantee that they will be responsible for the work in the workshop.

What they saw and what they did will be kept confidential, and I will pay them a certain amount of confidential money. But if they voluntarily signed the contract and took the money, but failed to do what they promised, then they will have to compensate us.

All kinds of losses caused by their leaks."

The government only recognizes the contract. If you press your fingerprint, you have to fulfill the contract and won't care about you so much. And if she wants to expand her business, it is still necessary to obtain this contract.

Ji Jingbai nodded again and then asked: "How much money do you plan to give to the keeper of the secret?"

Ye Guoguo said: "Ten taels for each person."

Ten taels is a lot, not counting wages. Just the money for keeping secrets. If one person keeps secrets, it is ten taels, and for ten people, it is one hundred taels.

Besides, she had no intention of looking for people to work elsewhere. She would only look for people in these eight villages, and the people she found were naturally farmers.
Chapter completed!