Qin Heng gave a hum. "All the money I've made recently is here. My godfather chipped in some too."
When Xu Jiahao heard the house had been bought for him to share with Chi Ning, he grinned from ear to ear and immediately wanted to pay the full amount. Luckily, Qin Heng stopped him fast enough.
Chi Ning added, "Fifty yuan? Oh, no, you gave the agent two-fifty, so you have forty-seven fifty left. And you only want coins. What are you up to?"
This rent was practically the same as not charging rent at all. There was no such thing as a free lunch, and pies did not fall from the sky.
Chi Ning understood that principle well.
Qin Heng merely smiled without speaking. After settling the agent's fee, he ushered the agent—whose face was covered in "I don't understand"—out the door, then turned to Chi Ning. "Pay the rent first."
Apparently, unless he paid up, he would never pry Qin Heng's mouth open.
Chi Ning had no choice but to go to the bank and exchange fifty coins. Then he ran home and stuffed them all into Qin Heng's hand in one go. "Now what?"
Qin Heng took out a brand-new coin from the paper roll and slipped it into Chi Ning's shirt pocket. He patted it lightly, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. "You gave me all fifty. Aren't you taking a few back?"
Chi Ning snorted. "I'm not short two yuan."
Qin Heng knew Chi Ning could not resist his curiosity or all kinds of new games. "This is called a token."
Chi Ning said, "Oh."
An arcade token, then. He knew that. "And? What are you throwing it to me for?"
Qin Heng did not answer and continued, "There are twelve months