The Pot-bellied Buddha seemed to be satisfied after getting the one thousand liang of silver, he patted his round belly and said, "Oh, my good girl, you are really my money tree. You've earned more silver than the other daughters earnings combined. How can I reward you?"
"Thank you, Father. I'm happy as long as you are happy, so I need no reward," Xu Yanwei's voice was trembling.
"Why not? I haven't made out with you for days. Let me make it up this time."
"I, I'm a bit tired, from last night..."
"Well, women would never be tired for such things. It is men who would feel exhausted. I would like you to be on top so I could see your progress."
Xu Yanwei was still thinking of wriggling out of it when Pot-bellied Buddha grabbed her hair, pulled her out from the quilt and throw her onto the floor, "Did you treat your guests in the same way? Then one thousand liang is far from enough. We should double the amount."
