Chen Qing got up, pushed open the door to his room, and walked to the well in the courtyard. He drew a bucket of refreshingly cool well water to wash up.
Amid the SPLASH of water, Ms. Han strolled in from outside the courtyard with a vegetable basket on her arm. "Ah Qing, two groups of people came this morning. They all said they were delivering things for you."
As she spoke, she took a heavy package and a small white porcelain bottle from her basket. "Here. This package is from the Cheng Family's Steward, and as for this little porcelain bottle... the person who delivered it said he was Jiang Yang's junior brother."
"Oh?"
Chen Qing was a little surprised. He took the items and turned back into his room.
He unwrapped the package. Inside was a thick stack of silver notes, amounting to three hundred taels, with twenty plump, round Blood Qi Pills stacked next to them.
Chen Qing understood immediately. This was the Cheng Family's generous reward for risking his life yesterday.
