Chapter 13: Holding Up His Side Of The Deal
CLING CLING CLING
The jingle of coins echoed through the alley as Han Yu and his companions reveled in their latest earnings. The small pile of silver and copper coins glimmered under the afternoon sun, their clinking sound more melodious than any lute ever played in the grand halls of nobles.
"Ah! This is better than the best courtesan's singing!" Dan Hu declared, eyes gleaming with joy as he sifted through his share of the loot.
"But, Dan Hu, we've never been to a courtesan pavilion before," Fatty Kui pointed out, his face scrunched in thought.
SMACK!
"You really need to correct everything, huh? You need to go to school and learn some more!" Dan Hu smacked the pudgy boy's head, as he often did.
"Ow! Why do you always hit my head?! I'll grow even dumber like this!" Fatty Kui wailed, rubbing the sore spot.
"You're already at rock bottom," Dan Hu scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Bah, stop it, you two. I want to go back and count this properly," Han Yu interrupted, feeling particularly pleased with the day's takings.
They had scored big twice in a row, and this time, Han Yu hadn't even needed to put his life on the line.
"We really should target the merchants more often," Dan Hu mused with a nod.