"Thank you and your brothers for not giving me away, saving me from a lot of trouble, and also getting rid of that scumbag Wen Siyuan. Just a pen as a reward seems a bit too light. You can take the fabric to the market and sell it for some money. Divide the money among everyone as you see fit, it's my token of appreciation."
Huang Laizi is a bit of a rascal, but he's got some skills. Since there's no bad blood between us, he can be developed into a "friend," someone to ask for help when needed.
Previously, Huang Laizi was able to sell anti-inflammatory medicine, which shows he has a keen business mind. Upon hearing Lin Xiang's words, he happily patted his chest and said to Lin Xiang, "I've accepted you as my little sister now. If you need any help, just say the word!"
"Alright then. I'm heading off now."
Lin Xiang returned to the village entrance, and together with the driver, unloaded the fabric.
