Wei Heizi squatted in a corner as he listened to the people in the village arguing. He could not help but feel a little anxious.
Yesterday, the junior officer came to inform them that the Prince's estate wanted to acquire their salted vegetables, dried prickly pears, and other small items. The junior officer advised them to accept a promissory note instead of cash because it was more cost-effective. When the Princess Consort returned from buying grains from the capital, she would first exchange the grains for the promissory notes before selling whatever grain remained.
However, the villagers did not really want to accept the promissory notes, for they were doubtful if the promissory notes could be exchanged for grains in the future. Money felt like a more reliable option. Sighing, the junior officer persuaded them, "Surely the Prince's estate won't cheat us of this small amount of money? Also, with the government office taking the lead, I believe they won't default on payment."
