Pei Ye really hadn't expected anyone to dare steal his money.
Mr. Pei, who now converses with scholars and commands respect from everyone, mingles solely with prominent talents and heroes. If there is any flow of silver coins involved, the only loophole is Mr. Pei himself.
He never would have thought that someone would swap his silver note.
The moment Qi Zhaohua handed it to him, he had certainly scrutinized it carefully. Although it was his first time seeing it, he still closely inspected both sides, marvelling that this thin piece of paper was actually worth fifty taels of silver.
Afterward, he certainly hadn't ignored it; every time he opened his carry pouch, he made sure it was still there—Who would have known that the damn thief didn't steal it, but swapped it!
A month had passed since he borrowed fifty taels from Qi Zhaohua.
Since Pei Ye couldn't distinguish the real silver note from the fake, naturally he had no idea when it was pilfered.
How could he investigate this?
