Qin Xiang looked at his good friend. 'Is this man really the Jing Si I know?' Swindling an old woman out of her money, and when she didn't have any, forcing her to write an IOU. If word of this got back to the army, his comrades would laugh their heads off.
Jie Anlin remained silent off to the side. 'In his opinion, what damn good was an IOU? The money Granny gave him was all in ten-yuan notes.'
'Once the Fourth Wife of Jing cures his private ailment, Granny will just renege on the debt, and those IOUs will be nothing but scrap paper.'
'Jie Jingchen was a fool too. Wouldn't it have been better to play the long game? He just had to try and get rich all at once. If he'd asked Granny for a few dozen yuan, or even a hundred, she would have given it to him. But asking for a thousand? Greed would only leave him empty-handed.'
"So, can you treat him now?" Granny asked, her face cold.
