Qin Jin put himself in the mindset and thought it over, "The thrill or maybe the money isn't enough? Recently, there've been more robberies than before, especially in the market. Everyone flashes bundles of cash like it's free money. It's easy to attract attention when you have a lot."
That's why he now always takes two brothers with him every time he collects payment for goods.
The last thing he wanted was to slip up and get robbed.
Li Qiao's eyes widened slightly, "Bundles of cash? I kind of don't want to go to school anymore. I want to count money with you."
Qin Jin laughed heartily, "Don't even think about it! Isn't studying and pursuing scholarship more respectable?" Trading was still looked down upon by people.
Even he sometimes despised it.
Arguing red-faced and neck-swelling over a bit of money was not suitable for her. He would handle it himself.
....
At bedtime, Li Qiao lay down and reorganized her thoughts on the case.
