"Three things in order of value to you. First, I want as my weekly salary..." He gave a number three times the amount he'd made previously. Given what she wanted him to do -- not just reading but acting as her accountant among other things -- it seemed a paltry sum. "Second, my family has an old castle in dire need of repair and restoration."

That would have a three-prong effect: In the modern era, artisans for stone, antiques, and so on were having a hard time finding work. It would give the local craftsmen some much-needed income until they could find something else to do. It would give his family somewhere permanent to live, their share of Scrooge's wages would go to heating and maintaining the place, but there would be no threat of eviction from a landlord at any moment so long as they paid the taxes. Finally, it would give the locals from his part of Glasgow a good laugh given it was Castle McDuck, and they would know whose tune she was dancing to.

The third request was one she was likely to fight.

"Finally, once your regular income is set up and managed to allow you and your servants to live more than comfortably, you never use the Midas Touch again save for an absolute emergency when a vast quantity of money is the only solution to a problem. And something you desperately want is not an emergency."