Zhao Hanzhang froze for a moment, quickly helping the person up, "This... it hasn't reached the point of needing arbitration, has it?"
"It has, it has," the young man said, "The sunset is almost here, and he still won't give me the cow. If he plows into the night, won't the cow be very tired tomorrow?"
Old Man Jin blew his whiskers in anger, "You're talking nonsense. This cow is the treasure of this mile, how could I mistreat it? Don't you see it's grazing now? I think you want to take the cow away now to plow all night, and use it again all day tomorrow. You're the one mistreating the cow."
Zhao Hanzhang quickly stopped the two from arguing, mediating, "I don't think the old gentleman is such a person. How about this, let him graze the cow here, and when it gets dark, take the cow to the village chief's house. You can go there tomorrow to retrieve it, how about that?"
Old Man Jin immediately said, "That's a good idea. Let's listen to the lass."
