Chapter 22: The Pitiful Often Have Despicable Traits

“Uncle Lin, I’m very full, thank you for the hospitality.”

In front of the breakfast stall, Li Chaosheng thanked the leather worker who pretended not to feel the pain, then he cheerfully returned to his own courtyard with Old Qian. Old Lin shook his head, took the money and went to the market to buy some rice and flour to take home. Eating out all the time was not a long-term plan. Although the food outside was tasty, it was too expensive. Tailoring and mending did not make much money now, so life must be managed carefully.

When Li Chaosheng...