Fang Li asked him, "Do you have any money? Lend me some first."
Fang Zhi's eyes darted quickly, "I do! I wouldn't dare lend to others, but for Brother Fang, not just a few taels, I would even dare to find dozens of taels of silver for you!"
Fang Li didn't believe he had dozens of taels of silver, "Just lend me two taels for now!"
Fang Zhi hurried back home, got him the two taels of silver, and a chicken leg, "Brother Fang! You look like you haven't eaten, this chicken leg is still warm, have it to fill your stomach! I'll accompany Brother Fang to get some food! You've got a head wound and lost blood, you need to eat something nutritious to recover!"
Fang Li looked at the steaming chicken leg and suddenly felt Fang Zhi wasn't so bad after all. He pocketed the silver and sat down at the base of the hill to gnaw on the chicken leg.
