"If it weren't for Yuchi asking me to help this time, then in the end, probably doing that kind of business, at two hundred coins per transaction, a single silver requires doing business five times. Now, for thirty thousand silver, how many times does that require? Altogether that's one hundred and fifty thousand times!"
"Oh my god, one hundred and fifty thousand times."
"How can such a thing be repaid?"
The grand gentleman from last night was especially excited. With three air conditioners blowing, I was sweating cold. Every job is worth respecting, but going down the stairs today was more difficult than yesterday. I don't know how long I can maintain such a life, reminiscing about those school days, missing the one who secretly bought me milk tea back then. I wonder where he is now, and whether he could treat me to an eight-dollar spicy hotpot.
"Sigh."
