Jie Jingchen paused, glancing at the nervous-looking Ah Bing and raising a slight eyebrow. 'What's he so nervous for?' "Meimei, you forgot. We didn't brew any herbal tea today."
"No need, I brought my own herbal tea in my water bottle," Ah Bing said quickly.
He'd made a lot of money from Qin Mei. 'Could it be she's not buying my herbs anymore?' he thought. 'Is my source of income about to be cut off?'
'Sigh. I'll have to go back to selling on the black market. It's risky and slow, unlike selling to Qin Mei. This way is so safe and fast.'
"Then just get him a bowl of cold water," Qin Mei whispered, leaning close to Jie Jingchen's ear. 'This guy's brain usually spins like a motor. Why isn't it turning today?'
"He brought his own," Jie Jingchen said, feeling wronged. He had already offered Ah Bing some water, but the man had refused.
