{"id":2524,"date":"2020-12-17T07:56:03","date_gmt":"2020-12-17T06:56:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=2524"},"modified":"2020-12-17T07:56:03","modified_gmt":"2020-12-17T06:56:03","slug":"tofuh-chapter-93-2-you-owe-me-money","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2020\/12\/17\/tofuh-chapter-93-2-you-owe-me-money\/","title":{"rendered":"TOFUH – Chapter 93.2 – You owe me money"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

As these people were talking, Shen Anxin, who had been in a state of shock, finally calmed down while laughing bitterly in his heart.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Where did this person who blackmail people came from? This man was coming for him to hurt him!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Anxin was scared when he remembered what had just happened, and then he looked at Jiang Zhen gratefully. If it weren\u2019t for Jiang Zhen, he would have been made a huge fool of just now!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Thinking of the miserable encounter he would have after letting this man have his way, Shen Anxin became more and more grateful to Jiang Zhen. For a moment, he felt that Jiang Zhen was good in every way, and his heartbeat became a little faster.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

His face also heated up, but as soon as he turned his gaze, he saw Zhao Jinge, who had a worried expression. Suddenly, a wave of bitterness arose from the bottom of his heart again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But at this time, his little servant boy was still chanting, \u201cYoung Master, Young Master, that Jiang Zhen is so strong!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Seeing that Jiang Zhen was extremely concerned about Zhao Jinge before, the boy already had a good impression on Jiang Zhen, so now he was looking at Jiang Zhen with bright eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cRumo!\u201d Shen Anxin called out to him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The little servant named Rumo stopped talking. He really liked Jiang Zhen, but he also knew that it was impossible for the two of them. He was just a boy, and in the future, he could only marry a steward of the Shen family. A big master like Jiang Zhen, he could only think about him in his heart.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But . . . glancing at Zhao Jinge not far away, he was a little disgruntled. Why did Zhao Jinge marry so well?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d At this time, the yamen who patrolled the street hurried over and saw Jiang Zhen, who was still holding the man down. They immediately frowned and surrounded Jiang Zhen.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Jiang Zhen immediately let go.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cMy lord, the one was beaten for his debt.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cYes, he did it first.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cHe tried to blackmail people before!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n

. . .<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At this time, people around him also helped Jiang Zhen speak.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

In the capital, there were so many yamen officers that people here were not as afraid of government officials as people in other places. They were even less afraid of the magistrates, so they naturally dared to speak to the yamen officers in a generous manner.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Those yamen officers relaxed when they heard what the people around them said, saying to Jiang Zhen, \u201cEven if he owes you money, you can\u2019t hit people in the street, you know?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cYes, Your Excellency. I will put up with it in the future,\u201d Jiang Zhen said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But \u201cMr. Zhang,\u201d who had been beaten to the ground by him, said, <\/span>\u201cMy lord, I don\u2019t owe him money . . .\u201d He didn\u2019t even know this guy!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

However, Jiang Zhen spoke loudly at this time, suppressing his voice, \u201cIn fact, I am also worried. This man not only beats people up but also steals other people\u2019s money. Your Excellency, the money bag in his arms does not seem to be his.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cMr. Zhang\u201d still wanted to yell that he did not steal the money when Jiang Zhen went to him and took the money bag from his arms.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt\u2019s mine!\u201d This \u201cMr. Zhang\u201d said in a hurry.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cHow could it be yours? This exquisite purse probably belongs to this young master you tried to bully!\u201d Jiang Zhen pointed to Shen Anxin.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The purse taken from the arms of \u201cMr. Zhang\u201d was embroidered with flowers, which was very exquisite. It was indeed not something that could belong to ordinary \u201cMr. Zhang.\u201d However, Jiang Zhen also knew that this money bag should be his, and it was probably the reward given to him by the person who hired him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

And now . . . this money will be used to compensate Shen Anxin.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Anxin was not stupid. Hearing Jiang Zhen\u2019s words, he quickly responded and said, \u201cYes, this is my money bag! I wondered why he just came up to me and started tugging. It was because he wanted to steal my money! \u201c<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When Jiang Zhen said this, it was to wash him clean. He knew that Jiang Zhen was a little straightforward, but he really didn\u2019t know that he had such a mind. Jiang Zhen was very considerate for him. Shen Anxin smiled at Jiang Zhen.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After those yamen officers asked Shen Anxin about him and found out that he was the young master of the Shen family and he gave them a little money for their efforts, they arrested the money-stealing \u201cMr. Zhang.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When he was taken away, he was still shouting, \u201cI\u2019m not called Mr. Zhang . . . I didn\u2019t steal the money . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

However, he was slapped by Jiang Zhen in the face a few times, making his voice really vague, and those yamen officers didn\u2019t bother to listen to his defense so no one took his words seriously.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

In the restaurant next to him, Feng Chenglin\u2019s face turned black as he watched this scene. Then he looked at shopkeeper Zhu with an ugly face, scolding him: \u201cHow do you work? Why did you find someone so unreliable?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cThis . . .\u201d Shopkeeper Zhu recognized Jiang Zhen, so his expression was very tangled.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cHow does this Mr. Zhang do things!\u201d Feng Chenglin broke the teacup in his hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cYoung Master, that person is not called Mr. Zhang,\u201d Shopkeeper Zhu said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat is he called if he\u2019s not called Mr. Zhang? He was recognized!\u201d Feng Chenglin was exasperated.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cThe one who came up to beat him is that Jiang Zhen, who sold a lot of goods to Shen Anxin,\u201d Shopkeeper Zhu said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Feng Chenglin\u2019s expression stiffened; he had thought that today was just his bag luck and the person he was was just too unreliable, but he didn\u2019t expect . . . It was that person Jiang Zhen who was against him?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So the person he asked Shopkeeper Zhu to find was not named \u201cMr. Zhang\u201d and didn\u2019t owe him any money? This Jiang Zhen came out with this just to help Shen Anxin? Feng Chenglin\u2019s face darkened even more.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When he saw Shen Anxin downstairs laughing and talking to Jiang Zhen, he couldn\u2019t help but throw another cup of tea.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After \u201cMr. Zhang\u201d was arrested, Jiang Zhen went to Zhao Jinge. \u201cJinge, are you all right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhy wouldn\u2019t I be?\u201d Zhao was speechless. \u201cIt\u2019s you. Are you all right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

There was blood on Jiang Zhen\u2019s hands! Zhao Jinge grabbed Jiang Zhen\u2019s hand worriedly and made sure that the blood was someone else before he became relieved. Then he looked at Jiang Zhen admiringly. \u201cJiang Zhen, you are really good!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He didn\u2019t see that the man was lying at all, but Jiang Zhen could see it at a glance.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat.\u201d Jiang Zhen was a bit proud of himself, he also felt quite powerful . . . Thinking in this way, he subconsciously scratched at Zhao Jinge\u2019s palm.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cMaster Jiang, Madame Jiang.\u201d Shen Anxin walked over to Jiang Zhen and Zhao Jinge. \u201cThis time, I would want to thank you very much for your help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt\u2019s just a piece of cake. It\u2019s nothing,\u201d Jiang Zhen said, letting go of Zhao Jinge\u2019s hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cHow could it be so easy? Master Jiang, you have given him punches and a kick.\u201d Shen Anxin smiled, revealing two dimples. \u201cMaster Jiang and Madam Jiang, may I invite you to dinner?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cNo, we\u2019re going shopping,\u201d Jiang Zhen refused. He and Zhao Jinge hadn\u2019t even brought Wang Haisheng and the others because they wanted to spend time with each other without others, so why should they bring this Shen Anxin?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat do you guys want to buy? I\u2019m familiar with the capital, so I can take you here?\u201d Shen Anxin proposed again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWe didn\u2019t want to buy anything. We just decided to look around. No need to lead the way,\u201d Jiang Zhen said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Anxin could see that, at this time, that Jiang Zhen did not welcome him, so he took his leave.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Jiang Zhen left with Zhao Jinge. Shen Anxin stood in the same place, watching the two of them talking, and he couldn\u2019t help feeling a little disappointed.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Since the death of his father, he couldn\u2019t depend on anyone, and life was hard. If someone could protect him . . .<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shen Anxin quickly smiled bitterly again. His mother kept on urging him to marry. If it were not for his special situation that caused him to be unable to find a suitable woman, he would have his biological child long ago. How could he think about this? Shaking his head, Shen Anxin went back with Rumo.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

This time, it was mostly done by the people of the Wanlong Merchant Firm . . . He had endured many things before, but this time . . . he might need to visit some of his father\u2019s good friends?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Jiang Zhen didn\u2019t care about what Shen Anxin was going to do. After he left Shen Anxin, he took Zhao Jinge to a small restaurant for dinner.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

People in Hecheng County would also grow wheat in winter, so Zhao Jinge was familiar with noodles but not liked it, so Jiang Zhen asked for rice instead of noodles.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

As a result, as soon as the two of them had eaten a few mouthfuls, someone came over and said, \u201cMaster Jiang, just now \u2026 \u00a0 hero saving the beauty . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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