So after the division, Ms. Mei, under Ding Yuehua's urging, gave them ten thousand and eleven taels.
As for the other half, Ms. Mei refused to give it. She said it wasn't solely her responsibility; Lu Sanzhu had mismanaged the kiln, and the small foreman under Third Young Master Fan carelessly left things unsecured, so they all should share the blame.
Third Young Master Fan couldn't be bothered to argue with her. The family division was already settled, the goal achieved—dragging it out further might only complicate matters.
Besides, the extra ten thousand and eleven taels were still a significant sum, weren't they?
And the blueprints—Third Young Master Fan really recreated the shape of that latrine pit purely from memory.
Today, Ding Yuehua had come over specifically to show her the blueprints. Currently, they were in Lu Erbai's hands for review, and if there were any mistakes, they could adjust them before starting production.
