Facing the young scholar's resentful gaze and silent accusation, Qi Shan was equally tangled up in sorrow. He had been in the wrong first, so he was speechless. What was he supposed to say? That his judgment was poor, and that the seven lords he had chosen before had all been no good?
Or should he repeatedly assure him that this one was suitable?
The young girl looked like she was eating melons on the surface, but inwardly she was stunned. When had she ever seen Clerk Qi rendered speechless and looking guilty after being verbally attacked?
The young scholar said, "I'm not asking you to repay me with a state anymore. It's fine if you just pay back every bit of what I lost back then."
Qi Shan gave the same answer.
He was so poor now that he could fill his own stomach, but not feed an entire family.
He truly did not have a single penny.
If the young scholar did not mind the trouble, he could stay. Whenever Qi Shan got rich, he could repay him bit by bit.
The young scholar clearly disagreed with that decision. He put on a grim smile. "No money? Fine. One life will do just as well."
Qi Shan shook his head. "My Lord won't agree."
The young scholar clicked his tongue, looking somewhat bored.
Just then, the waiter began serving the dishes.
These recipes had also come from the government office. Though their color, fragrance, and flavor were not as refined as those prepared by the office's chefs, they were practically a dimensional strike against the common folk, who lacked food. Unfortunately, Longwu Commandery was too poor, and ultimately only a minority could afford to eat here.
Of the four people present, everyone except Zhao Family Young Lady was