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When it came to selling things, going to the Song Family was out of the question. Ma Wu had his own ways of getting goods out.
By the time they reached the edge of the village, the sky was heavy and dark. The steam roller had shut off its fire, leaving only the smell of coal and sweat in the air. The few workers were already preparing to get off work.
One of the workers noticed Ma Wu and tiptoed over when the others weren't watching. "Young Master Wu, you looking for me?" he asked in a hushed voice.
This worker's name was Qin Haichuan, though Ma Wu always called him Little Chuan.
Ma Wu nodded and fished a locked wooden box from his robe. He handed the wooden box to Little Chuan and said, "Deliver this to the shopkeeper of Imperial Workshop Hall. If the deal goes through, I will reward you twenty thousand."
Standing beside him, Li Banfeng whispered, "Don't pay him after the deal's done. Just hand him ten thousand first. I've got the money ready."
Hearing that, Ma Wu's face lit up with delight. He took the ten thousand yuan and passed it to Little Chuan.
Little Chuan thanked them as if they'd handed him the moon, tucked the box out of sight, and darted out of the village before anyone could blink.
As they walked back, Ma Wu's face showed nothing but gratitude. "I meant to give Little Chuan some money upfront, but I don't have much."
Li Banfeng said nothing at first. Then he took out twenty thousand yuan, and stuffed it into Ma Wu's hands. "Take it. Use it for cultivation."
Ma Wu pushed the notes back into Li Banfeng's hands. "No can do. You are already paying me a salary and I even took your pills. I can't keep using your money too."
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