"Here's twenty more coins: fifteen for you to pay for the black dog blood, and the other five for buying soda, beverages, or pastries if you get thirsty or hungry."
After Zhou Xuan arranged everything, the two clan members still hadn't left.
One of them, Peng Lvhe, hesitated and asked, "Xuan Ancestor, I've heard it's hard to make money outside, shouldn't we save every bit we can?"
"No matter how hard it is, the money that needs to be spent must be spent."
Zhou Xuan felt like kicking both of them, one kick each, but when he saw the clarity in their eyes, he held back and urged, "In these times, it's one thing to make money, but the debt of human bonds is what's truly hard to repay. Quickly do as I say while I can still tolerate it."
"Alright."
Peng Lvhe responded and pulled the other clan member along as they hurried out of the shop.
Zhao Wuya admired Zhou Xuan's meticulous planning. If it were him, he'd probably forget to ask whether those two clan members had paid.
