Almost at the moment when Fang Duobing was crying for water, a bowl was handed to him from behind as usual. He also subconsciously took it and drank it in one gulp. The strong liquor went into his throat, and the spiciness became even stronger.

If it weren't for his years of etiquette training, Fang Duobing would have spat out the wine as soon as it entered his mouth. However, it was obviously too spicy so he had to swallow it, and the spiciness added to the spiciness, and the effect was very obvious.

Fang Duobing's lips were already red and swollen, and his lips were even more swollen. There were tears in the corners of his eyes due to the irritation.

He turned to the culprit with an angry look on his face and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you put in this dish?!"

Qin Changsheng spread his hands and said, "It's obvious. I specifically pick out the seeds from the Sichuan peppercorn chili oil and tiger skin chili peppers for cooking. Although I pick out the seeds and throw them away after cooking, after all, it affects the appearance."

"What about this?" Fang Duobing didn't believe it, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pineapple and asked.

"The mixture of chili powder and dried dragon fruit powder is sweet, spicy and delicious, especially refreshing." Qin Changsheng smiled sincerely and recommended it enthusiastically.

But her cooking completely defeated the gourmet. No wonder Li Lianhua drank the bowl of chicken soup as soon as it came to the table. It turned out that this was the only thing she could eat.

Fang Duobing glanced at Li Lianhua with pity, "Brother Li, what a hard life you have been through. Fortunately, I ran away from home. I didn't know life after marriage is so terrible."

He seemed to feel that verbal comfort was not enough, and he stepped forward and patted Li Lianhua on the shoulder to express his sympathy.

"After marriage?" Li Lianhua was confused and asked, "Who am I marrying?"

"Aren't you two husband and wife?" Li Lianhua's question made Fang Duobing confused.

"No." They both shook their heads almost at the same time.

Fang Duobing was surprised: "Then what is your relationship? You live together, live under the same roof, and travel the world together? You can't say you are friends, right?"

"We are not friends, but creditors and debtors." Li Lianhua took a sip of the warm chicken soup, and the sweet aroma of chestnuts mixed with the remaining chicken meat penetrated her heart.

Qin Changsheng narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a rare moment.

Li Lianhua walked over to the small square medicine cabinets nearby and knocked on them one by one in a pattern. Immediately, one of the medicine cabinets popped up automatically. He pulled out a thick account book from inside. "Here, it records all the money she owed over the years. Some of it was paid back, but most of it wasn't. It's about 54,352 taels of silver."

Fang Duobing took the account book and flipped through it page by page. The book was obviously old, with the footers worn and badly curled up, but the ink on the last page seemed to have just been added.

Qin Changsheng, who was eating three dishes by himself, chewed the meat in the dishes slowly, bit by bit, as if he was eating peanuts with wine, not feeling the spiciness at all. He said slowly: "Oh, some people obviously don't understand one thing: the one who owes money is the boss."

Li Lianhua touched her chin and thought about it carefully.

That seems to be true. To collect her debt, I would have to live forever at least.

With his current life span, it is probably difficult for him to realize this wish. It is such a pity that the "emancipated serfs can no longer sing".

Fang Duobing also understood the truth from Qin Changsheng's words. "Indeed, if we exclude the possibility of malicious debt collection, then the person who owes the money is indeed the boss. After all, either she has the money to pay it back voluntarily, or the remaining possibility is that she has no money, unless she becomes rich overnight. Of course, there is also a very bad possibility that she has money, but she won't pay it back."

Qin Changsheng calmly retorted: "I can only say that I will not be the third type."

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