After leaving Chongguang Lane, Zhou Ang went home first.
He needed to drop off the money.
With a cunning heart, he'd found a dog in the alley early that morning and thrown it at it, watching it devour it. The fox's carcass sold for 1250 copper coins. The clothes she left behind felt like nice material, but old clothes weren't worth much, so they only sold for 30 copper coins. There was a valuable silver hairpin, but unfortunately, it wasn't finely crafted. At the silversmith, it weighed 2.2 taels. After much pleading, they only offered 2.3 taels of pure silver. Zhou Ang didn't bother arguing and simply sold it.
His main concern was that his mother and sister wouldn't find out; such a woman's ornament wouldn't be easy to explain.
Replacing it with loose silver was easier; he co
