When Manager Jiang brought the creditor to the kitchen, Fu Yao was waiting for Zhao Xingtai to take the pot and serve the food. Seeing that the shopkeeper brought someone, she was not surprised and said to the man: "Oh, I finally have the will to climb out of your grave."

"Today is the day when someone pays off his debts as agreed, but she has not made any noise for a long time, so I can only come to collect the debts myself." The man said, sitting down next to Fu Yao, and at the same time, he found a book and then made a calculation.

Fu Yao: "..."

She patted her forehead and said, "Look at me, I forgot about this after being busy during this period."

"Fortunately I just forgot, and I didn't deliberately refuse to repay it." The man said, and opened the account book, "You borrowed a total of 34,000 taels of silver from me. At present, plus the profit silver, a total of 34,996 taels. Do you plan to give this account together with the principal and interest, or pay the interest first?"

"That's all that much liyin?" Fu Yao was shocked, "Tell me the truth, isn't the gold in your vault coming from this?"

The man looked at her, "You can't borrow it if you think it's expensive."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Fu Yao took out the previous loan note from his purse, "I'll give it to you. There are 35,000 taels in total. I'll treat you as much as I would like to reward you."

The man glanced at the IOU and refused to accept it, "I only have real money."

"Why?" Fu Yao said dissatisfied, "Isn't this money? What others owed me, I owe you. I will give you this loan note directly, so let's clear it up."

"Who have you seen going to a money house to pay off debts?" the man said, fiddling with the abacus, "I'm talking too much, but it's because I can't pay off the debt today, right?"

"If you don't want the loan receipt, then there will be nothing." Fu Yao said.

"The principal cannot be paid, where is the silver?"

"Liyin can be at most a fraction of the time."

"Take it out." The man said.

"You want such a little money?" Fu Yao had no idea and asked Sanniang to give him all the money he had won from Zhao Xingtai before, including the bonus of buying pastries in the Taoist temple.

"What else?" the man said.

"No more." Sanniang poured over the box containing money, "It's all empty."

"What's in that merit box."

“…”

"You beast," Fu Yao said spitting, "I can't even let go of the money box of the Sanqing Shangxian."

"I am frank, if you owe me so much money and cannot pay it back in the future, you can only use this Taoist temple to offset some of the debts. Then, let alone the money box of the Three Pure Land, it is a question whether these Three Pure Land can be preserved." The man said calmly.

Finally, the merit box in front of the Sanqing statue was brought in.

A pile of copper coins were poured on the table, making a pleasant sound.

The man counted the money and put it in a box, saying, "There are thirty-six taels and seven cents of silver here, and then add 1,936 coins of copper. I will write it down first, and turn around and make up an integer and slowly reduce it."

After collecting the account, the man said again: "Okay, the first thing is solved. The second thing is that in the ducks made on this stove, I smelled an intoxicating smell of wine. Unfortunately, there has been less wine in my wine cellar in the past three days, so I want to know if there is any necessary connection between the two."

"No!" Fu Yao directly denied, "We have been to the capital these days. The wine we cooked is the best tribute wine we brought from the capital. We are neighbors, and it makes me very sad that you doubt me like this."

"Don't talk about our relationship so well. We are just a relationship between creditors and debts." The man said. He looked around the room and stood up and said, "It's the case of drinking for the time being. I won't pursue it for now. Given that you owe too much debt and I don't trust you very much, I will come to collect debts every three days in the future. You can consciously prepare the money."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Xingtai, who had just put the duck on the stove, "Although you have not escaped the suspicion of stealing my wine, I have never eaten this dish before. You can put it in the wine first. Is this dish sold for ten taels of silver?"

Zhao Xingtai is not a person who has never seen money. Compared with money, he hopes to give it to everyone in the Taoist temple, "No..."

"One hundred taels." The man said with a price increase.

"Forehead……"

"One thousand taels."

"Trade!" Zhao Xingtai said immediately, and finally even gave him all the pots for the duck.

After the man put it away, he pointed at Fu Yao and said, "She paid."

After saying that, he left the Taoist temple like a banished immortal.

Zhao Xingtai looked at Fu Yao with anticipation, "Seeing the Master..."

Fu Yao slapped the loan note in front of him, "Call me creditor from now on, thank you."

Not to mention Zhao Xingtai's shock when he saw the loan note, the sudden emergence of creditor today gave everyone a new understanding of the poverty level of their viewer.

"Why do you owe so much money?" Everyone was puzzled by this.

They all see the ability of the audience. How could such an expert be short of money? As long as she thinks, there will definitely be a bunch of people coming to the door with money.

Regarding this question, Fu Yaoyi said righteously: "Because I will not bow my waist for five dou of rice, my technique will refuse to be defiled by the smell of copper."

Everyone: "..."

They could see that there were other reasons behind this.

Since this day, the creditors of Taoist temple have indeed collected debts every three days.

After seeing him more often, everyone accidentally heard the audience call him Zhongli and found out that the creditor's surname was Zhongli, and he was the neighbor who lived below them.

The owner owes so much money, and Zhang Guest Jiang and Chu Zi Yang wanted to help pay it back together, but Zhongli rejected them: "There is a cause of injustice and the debt is a master, and whoever owes it will pay it back."

Because of this, Cook Yang's affection for Mr. Zhongli has greatly increased and he invited them to stay for dinner.

"It's just the time to eat," said Chu Zi Yang, "It's better to stay together, today's meals are enough."

Zhongli looked up and saw that everyone was looking at him, looking very excited.

"One of them wants to hear your evaluation of his craft, and the other wants to have a meal with a handsome man," Fu Yao walked in from outside and said, "If you feel embarrassed to eat and drink for free, then you can calculate the interest less afterwards."

"No."

"What?"

"I didn't feel embarrassed." Zhongli said.

“…”

After Zhongli sat down, Zhao Xingtai personally brought the meal to him and said, "Mr. Zhongli, how did you think the dish tasted last time? Because you were the first guest to taste it, I care a lot about your evaluation."

Actually, he made it many times later, but he never used the best wine as good as the first time.

"The taste is good." Although Zhongli looked cold, he was not the one who was stingy with his praise. "That duck dish is rare and full and juicy, and the salty and sweet flavor is unique. Just this dish, you have surpassed most chefs."

"I understand, thank you." After getting everyone's affirmation, Zhao Xingtai announced: "Tonight, I will make ten picks to Jinling to sell."

"Jinling is a special place to eat duck. If this dish can be popular in Jinling, you will succeed." Chu Zi Yang said happily for him.

"Xingtai, can you prepare one more?" Sanniang said, "I want ginkgo to taste your skills as well."

"Who is Ginkgo?" asked Manager Jiang, "Your new friend?"

"Not that." Sanniang looked at Fu Yao next to her, and saw that she had no words, so she told everyone about the ginkgo.

After hearing this, everyone felt a little moved, "This child is also honest, I will wait for so many years."

"If this is said to be Li Fengnian is wrong, he is actually not wrong. He has died once, and later he took revenge on his classmates who were provoking trouble. The only thing he is sorry for Ginkgo is that he has changed his mind, has someone else in his heart, and has a life of fate with others. However, when he was in his prime, he was poisoned by Ginkgo's parents, which can be considered as returning Ginkgo." Manager Jiang said.

Just as everyone was talking about this, Zhongli finished his meal, put down his chopsticks, then rinsed his mouth with tea, wiped his mouth clean, and said, "Li Zhaoli Fengnian, I have a file about him."

"Huh?" This unexpected news made everyone look at him.

Zhongli did not sway their appetite and said straightforwardly: "The content of the file is that after Li Fengnian was poisoned and killed, the tribe members fought for his inheritance and sued his widow and only son to the government, saying that the Li family's father was not Li Fengnian's biological son, but Li Fengnian couldn't bear to see Mrs. Li who was pregnant and committed suicide, so she married her as her wife, so the Li family's property should not be distributed to them."

“…”

"How come you have this file?" Fu Yao was a little curious. She knew that her neighbor was a bit difficult, but this was a bit coincidental.

"Since Zhou Yingzong, I have read the case files of every dynasty and every generation. These files are more interesting and bizarre than legendary novels." Zhongli said.

Sanniang reacted, "If this is the case, wouldn't it mean that Li Fengnian hadn't actually been sorry for Ginkgo?"

...

In the evening, Fu Yao brought Sanniang and Zhao Xingtai to Jinling like before.

Zhao Xingtai still went to the Qinhuai River, while Fu Yao went to Dacien Temple.

I haven't seen each other for more than ten days, but the ginkgo is still the same as before, and it has not become gloomy because of the previous events.

The sweet duck that Sanniang brought him was particularly satisfied with him. "I finally know why no duck can leave Jinling alive. This is too delicious."

"You have such a good appetite, it seems that you have been doing well during this period." Fu Yao said.

"Well, I've figured it out, and he doesn't actually owe me. I plan to wait for my parents to appear here and leave." Ginkgo said open-mindedly.

"Just figure it out." Fu Yao said, "What else do you want to eat?"

"There are many, do you want to buy it for me?" Ginkgo said expectantly.

"I don't have money." Fu Yao said, "but someone has it."

As they were talking, a movement came from outside the backyard wall, and then they saw two fat and thin people climbing over the wall from outside and walking in.

"Why do you have to climb over the wall if you don't have a door?" the woman complained, "had my clothes dirty."

"Isn't this a habit of walking on evil paths in normal times?" the thin man said with confidence.

After they went to the ground, they saw the big ginkgo tree next to them, "Tsk tsk, this tree is so thick, it must have grown for hundreds of years."

"It should be."

The two of them were curiously walking around the tree, "It's a bit strange, why do I think the tree looks familiar?" The woman said, reaching out to touch the trunk.

The man said, "Are the trees in the world almost the same?"

After he finished speaking, he waited for a while but didn't see his wife reply, so he couldn't help but lean over and said, "What's wrong, why don't you say anything?"

The woman slowly withdrew her hand, sniffed, and said, "I don't know why, but when I touched this tree, I suddenly felt very sad."
Chapter completed!