Zhou Shoushan and Wu Hui, upon hearing the words, exchanged glances filled with amusement.
He's just an apprentice escort master, with a monthly salary of only three silver coins, yet he's trying to give them financial advice.
They may have fallen into hard times, but they've had their moments of glory—they're not beggars.
Earlier, they were merely flattering Kong Bin with a few compliments; after all, he's still young and loses his way after hearing a few pleasantries!
Though the two men were indifferent, Kong Bin continued speaking earnestly.
"There's an apprentice escort master in my batch named Duan Rong."
"He sells paintings on West Main Street, making a hundred silver coins a day. I've estimated slightly, this lad has at least a few thousand silver coins in hand!"
Zhou Shoushan was slightly astonished. A few thousand silver coins were no small sum for him; he turned his head and looked at Wu Hui, his gaze now inquiring.
