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"He left so quickly? The Zheng brothers are really efficient, they even settled the bill before leaving."
Inside the restaurant, Sheriff Qian looked at the embroidered box on the table containing Ling grass, and the half-eaten delicious food and wine.
Sitting across from him was a guest nad Zheng, a businessman from out of town who dealt in herbal dicine. It was said that he had so connection to the rebel leader, South King.
Sheriff Qian didn’t pay too much attention to it. In these chaotic tis of doing business, most people needed so kind of protection, even if it was just pretending.
After a mont of contemplation, Sheriff Qian took out a food box from his sleeve, scooped up the half-eaten dishes on the table and left.
"Qian Qian seems to be used to poverty, still the sa as before." In a corner of the restaurant, Qiao Mu glanced at Sheriff Qian’s back.
He did not co forward to say hello.
Although they had worked together, they weren’t really close.
On the other hand, back in Heyang City, the old man Qian who had been in prison had a better rapport with Qiao Mu.
"Grandpa Qian passed away two years ago," Qiao Mu rubbed the fat cat’s head next to him and squinted.
One thousand two silvers was an extrely large sum for Sheriff Qian, who was not even considered a proper official.
At the sa ti, it happened to be the "ransom money" left by the forr bandit, Grandpa Qian.
Without the pressure of this ransom money, Sheriff Qian still appeared tight on money, even worse than two years ago due to declining health in his middle age.
…………………………………..
Sheriff Qian’s house was just north of the town, next to the street beside the Taoist temple.
As he entered the door, before he could even set down the brocade box and food box he was carrying, a little girl rushed to his leg.
"Sweetie, don’t fuss, this ti dad has brought you delicious treats."
At first, the little girl was happy, but when Sheriff Qian opened the food box and laid it out on the table, she wrinkled her nose:
"Leftover food again…"
Sheriff Qian blushed slightly, then put on a stern face and scolded:
"What’s there to dislike? Every grain of food on the plate is hard-earned.."
The little girl had already covered her ears and ran off as soon as he started speaking.
"This child…" Sheriff Qian shook his head slightly.
Children grow up so fast, gaining height every year, and now she already knows what leftover rice and dishes an.
"Quite clever, indeed, it’s ti to start preparing for martial arts training."
Sheriff Qian inherited two sets of martial arts skills. One is the agile skill "Shadow Step
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