Wu Zhiyun was speechless.
Such a thing happened?!
"This money is for Lord Fang to have a drink on behalf of everyone. I dare not accept it, so from now on, these ten big boxes will be placed at the door. I hope you will approve it, my lord."
As he spoke, the shopkeeper took out silver from his arms, walked over, and placed it at the top of the box.
Not much, not little, exactly one cent.
The shopkeeper bowed: "I also ask for a share."
"This..."
Wu Zhiyun turned his head to look at Fang Che.
"Let it be." Fang Che sighed deeply in his heart, saying: "Let's go, let's eat, and not let the people down!"
"Yes!"
"Lord Wu, in the future..."
Fang Che softly said: "Treat the people of Baiwu Continent well. Who says people are ungrateful? Who says the people are ignorant? If truly good deeds are done, how could the people forget, how could they rebel?"
"Yes, your wise words, my lord, I will remember."
That night.
Fang Che attended a banquet at Hai Long Palace.
