At this moment, someone came to buy meat.
Qin Dazhuang quickly went to greet the customer.
After cutting the customer's meat and sending him off, Qin Dazhuang turned around and looked at his daughter again.
"There's no need to write an IOU. How much do you want to borrow?" he said to Qin Xiaoyao in an authoritarian manner.
Qin Xiaoyao's face lit up.
Then, her expression became a little embarrassed.
"Ten… ten taels of silver," she whispered.
Ten taels might not be enough, but more than that, she was afraid that her father would fall out with her.
Qin Dazhuang's eyes widened in shock.
"How much?" Even his voice had changed.
"Ten… ten taels," Qin Xiaoyao replied, her eyes still filled with sorrow.
"I don't have it!" Then, Qin Dazhuang flicked his sleeves and turned around.
He wondered why his daughter had changed so much today. So she was here to cheat money.
