Chapter 200 isn't much, only four hundred taels!



Su Xinping stood there, completely stunned.

The following thoughts slowly drifted through my mind:

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Why are you asking me for money right away?

Therefore, he cast a questioning look at Jing Zhe.

Jing Zhe asked patiently.

"Is this banquet hosted by Shizi today?"

"Yes."

Su Xinping nodded cautiously, afraid of accidentally falling into a pit.

"A banquet can't be complete without a bar?"

"Yes."

"The wine must be good, of course?"

"Yes."

"Is our spirit considered a good bar?"

"If His Majesty approves, then it certainly qualifies..."

"So, I brought the spirits. I don't need the delivery fee or trouble fee. Just pay for the liquor, Shizi!"

"..."

After hearing Jing Zhe's words, Su Xinping actually thought they made a lot of sense. It was just four jars of strong liquor, so he might as well give them to him!

So he took out a fifty-tael silver note from his clothes—only after returning in the morning did he realize that he had accidentally given a one-hundred-tael silver note to Jing Zhe, and he was filled with regret!

So he learned from his mistake and this time only took out fifty taels, thinking that it would be enough to buy four jars of strong liquor.

But Jing Zhe didn't reach out, and looked at him angrily.

"Persimmon, I thought you invited me here for drinks and a feast because you genuinely wanted to reconcile with me, but I never expected you to—insult me!"

Seeing Jing Zhe's aggrieved expression, as if he had been raped, Su Xinping was so angry he almost cursed: "I don't even have homosexual tendencies, who the hell is insulting a man for no reason? How disgusting!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Who insulted you!"

Su Xinping lowered his voice and glanced at Feng Lianru.

Feng Lianru looked up at the sky: I can't see anything!

"Persimmon wants to use a mere fifty taels to buy four jars of strong liquor. Isn't that like giving alms to a beggar? What is that if not an insult?"

Holy crap...

A mere fifty taels?

To send a beggar away?

The beggar in your house isn't calling for a beggar every day; he's probably calling for a girl from Fragrance Garden.

He was panting heavily when he asked in a cold voice, "How much do you want?"

Jing Zhe held up four fingers. "Not much, four hundred taels!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Feng Lianru, standing nearby, could no longer hold back his laughter. He tried to suppress it, finally covering it with a cough, and added, "My throat's sore, you guys continue, continue..."

Four hundred taels? Why don't you just rob someone!

"This morning on the boat, they gave me one jar for one hundred taels of silver; after we got off the boat, they gave me four jars for fifty taels of silver each."

"Hey, Jing Zhe's been here so long, why hasn't he come in yet?"

At this moment, the voice of Crown Prince Su Moyan came from inside the room.

"Your Highness, I have indeed come, but I am currently with—"

"I'll give it to you!"

Su Xinping was afraid that Jing Zhe would let slip that Su Moyan knew about what happened last night, so he could only grit his teeth and agree.

"I chatted with Shizi for a bit, then I'll go inside right away!"

After saying that, he reached out his hand again with a smug look on his face.

When Su Xinping handed the four hundred taels of silver notes to Jing Zhe, he felt like his liver was aching. The winery had already caused him so much loss, and another five hundred taels had gone into his pocket in just one day. It was really painful!

Without looking at Jing Zhe again, she turned and walked into the house.

"Hey, Persimmon, aren't you getting the wine?"

"Bring it in!"

I've already spent four hundred taels of silver, and you still want me to run errands?

Jing Zhe didn't mind and happily let Hanhan walk into the hall with him.

Feng Lianru, who was behind him, witnessed everything. Looking at Jing Zhe's tall and imposing figure, he thought to himself, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with emotional intelligence..."

...

After Jing Zhe entered the front hall, Su Moyan stood up with a smile.

"Jing Zhe, you've kept me waiting for so long!"

"..."

That sounds rather gay to people.

Jing Zhe smiled, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you for the invitation, Your Highness!"

"It was indeed I who invited you, but it was Xinping who hosted the event. You can thank him as well!"

"Yeah?"

Jing Zhe turned his head to look at Su Xinping, who quickly straightened his head and prepared to accept Jing Zhe's thanks.

Four hundred taels of silver for a word of thanks? That's expensive!

But thinking about it, four hundred taels to save his life was worth it!

To everyone's surprise, Jing Zhe didn't say thank you. Instead, he squinted at him and only managed to utter two words after a long while.

"hehe."

"..."

The scene instantly became awkward.

It seems that today's banquet was still necessary; Jing Zhe has not forgiven Su Xinping!

The ever-kind-hearted Su Moyan thought to herself, then smiled and stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Jing Zhe, I've prepared a table of fine wine and delicacies in the side hall. Let's go over and have a drink and chat!"

After saying that, Su Moyan suddenly noticed the four wine jars in Hanhan's hands. "This is... strong liquor?"

“Yes, Your Highness! This strong liquor… last night…”

Jing Zhe had a feeling that Su Xinping was afraid to talk about what happened last night in front of Su Moyan. Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned it, Su Xinping became restless.

He immediately stood up: "Your Highness, this strong liquor was specially brought for you by Young Master Jing when he heard that you were coming to the banquet!"

"Well done, Jing Zhe! I knew I hadn't misjudged you! Now that we have this strong liquor, my wine is no longer considered fine wine! Let's drink it today!"

With that, he walked out first.

"Your Highness is too kind!"

Jing Zhe didn't even glance at Su Xinping before following him out.

Walking at the back, Feng Lianru looked at Su Xinping's lonely figure with a pang of pity: This is truly a case of paying money for nothing!

...

In the side room, on the dining table, chicken, duck, fish, meat, and various other dishes were already laid out.

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