"If you have nothing to do, just leave. Don't get in the way of our business." Tianmiao waved her hand unceremoniously.
The man and his junior sister originally intended to visit Tianmiao's shop to repay her, but upon seeing the sign, embarrassment appeared on their faces. They awkwardly clasped their hands in thanks again and left.
After the two walked away, the old man looked at the silver on the stall and picked it up to hand it to Tianmiao.
"It's yours," Tianmiao waved her hand, "These martial artists, always fighting and brawling, if they break the common people's stuff, the conscientious ones might compensate a little, but most just walk away without a care. This is what you deserve. Take it, and next time, just bring me more fried peanuts to go with my wine."
The old man, having spent some time with Tianmiao, understood her temperament, so he didn't refuse and accepted it.
