I won’t go around the corner. You just need to pay the 1 tael of silver for the street stall expenses for nearly a year and you can leave immediately."

"What? 1 tael of silver?" Fan Chunhua and Su Wuneng raised their heads in disbelief, and they responded in unison almost at the same time.

When seeing the boy China's affirmative expression, Su Wuneng and Fan Chunhua instantly felt their chests very suppressed, feeling that they were about to suffocate.

Seeing that they were frightened by his words, Boy Ziji asked, "What? Is 1 tael of silver a lot?"

At this time, Fan Chunhua and Su Wuneng were already shocked and their minds were blank. They stood there blankly, at a loss.

Seeing that they did not answer his question, Boy Ziqi immediately handed a look to the entourage beside him, and the entourage immediately nodded understandingly.

He walked up and asked in a vicious tone, "Hey, my young master asked you what you said? Have you heard it?"

While speaking, he reached out and pushed Su Wuneng down. Su Wuneng, who was unprepared, almost fell to the ground by him.

Seeing this, Fan Chunhua immediately came to her senses and subconsciously supported Su Wuneng who almost fell.

After both of them came to their senses from the panic, they responded timidly: "Young Master Tong, can you lose some money? For us, a poor family, you really can't get it."

Boy Chi-ki glanced at them and responded in a gloomy voice: "Is that true?"

Su Wuneng lowered his head and responded repeatedly: "Mr. Tong, how dare we lie to you? Those who rely on fishing for a living can earn a few taels of silver a year, but you can ask for 1 tael of silver at once, which is equivalent to asking for our whole family's daily expenses for half a year!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the boy Ziji immediately opened his face with a ferocious face and said angrily: "What do you mean is this young master, I want too much?"

As he asked, he came to both of them viciously.

The two people who were already very scared were even more frightened when they saw Boy Ziji approaching them.

Suddenly, Su Wuneng's legs became weak, so he simply knelt in front of him and begged: "Mr. Tong, what I said is the truth. If we really have that much money, why bother telling you this!"

Seeing that her husband had knelt down, Fan Chunhua couldn't hold on anymore.

Boy Ziji glanced at the two people kneeling in front of him, snorted coldly, and said impatiently: "Is it true? I will wait until the people below me have finished searching."

After saying that, he nodded to the follower beside him.

The entourage immediately understood the meaning. As soon as he stepped forward, he buckled Su Wuneng and Fan Chunhua's arms behind him and held them firmly. One of them was responsible for searching his body. He quickly found the bag of fish selling today from Su Wuneng's arms.

When the follower handed the heavy purse to Boziji's hand, Boziji's lips curled up slightly, and a gloomy voice asked, "What is this?"

Su Wuneng hurriedly said, "Master Tong, please listen to my explanation. This money was obtained from selling fish just now, and I am also counting on this money to buy fertilizer. You should know that if the crops in the fields are not fertilizer, it will be difficult to produce a harvest. Please show your mercy, Master, and I will pity us poor families!"
Chapter completed!