The Auction House

"Isn't that your duty? Why do you want more wine?"

Feng Jiu looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Don't forget, who said that as long as lodging, food, and a catty of wine are provided, not even a fly could fly in? Even if you catch someone sneaking in, it's now your duty to do so."

"However, adding more than half a jin of spirit wine is not impossible." Feng Jiu smiled. 

"Come out with me today and be a coachman for the day! I'll give you half a jin of spirit wine upon returning."

When he heard her words, the corners of Old Mei's mouth twitched. Half a jin of spirit wine for him to be a coachman? Perhaps only she could say this, and despite his strength, he had been reduced to the role of a coachman.

He sighed as he considered this. "Alright, then! I'll be your coachman. When are you leaving?"

"I'm leaving soon." Feng Jiu replied.

"Fine, I will deal with these two thieves first." Elder Mei said as he dragged the two unconscious men.