The waiter thought he was going to give the change himself, and he felt excited. But when he turned around, he saw that what flashed before his eyes was another piece of white silver.
The customer waved him in front of him and told him in a low voice: "This is the tip I gave you. Pack it up."
Suddenly, the waiter almost jumped up with joy. However, out of caution, he still suppressed his excitement, thanked the guest in a low voice, and put the money into his arms with great care.
At a table not far from him, a man and a woman were eating quietly. The two of them were Xi Zishi and Tan Chenyue from before, and Xi Zishi glanced over with interest when he saw the scene in front of him.
Looking at the waiter who was leaving, the customer had a malicious smile on his lips.
But there was no obvious change in his expression, and he was still drinking as if nothing had happened. After shaking the remaining wine in the white porcelain wine pot, he opened the lid and poured it all into the cup.
Then, he turned his head and looked calmly at the wind and rain outside.
Soon, the shopkeeper's yelling and cursing came from the back hall.
The guest snickered twice, but immediately hid his expression, as if he had no idea what was going on inside.
Xi Zishi tasted his expression and basically understood what he wanted to do.
Then the partition curtain was opened in a hurry, and the shopkeeper and the waiter rushed towards the customer.
Seeing that he hadn't left yet, the shopkeeper relaxed a little.
The two of them quickly rushed to the guest's table. The shopkeeper took out the dish money that he just handed over and handed it to the guest: "Sir, the piece of silver you just gave is fake."
The guest officer turned his gaze back from the window for a long time: "...oh?"
Looking at the silver in the shopkeeper's hand, he showed a look of disbelief: "How could it be? My money is all exchanged from the bank, there is no way it is fake."
Seeing how decisive he was, the shopkeeper was slightly shaken. But he has been running a shop for many years and is good at identifying real and fake gold and silver.
So, he took another look at the silver in his hand. But after a moment, he shook his head again: "This piece of silver is fake. If you don't believe it, we can go and test it."
The guest looked dissatisfied. He grabbed the silver from the shopkeeper's hand and placed it in front of him to observe again and again.
The shopkeeper stood quietly. This piece of silver was fake, no matter how he looked at it, it was a definite fact.
But the guest soon shouted, which surprised him and quickly asked what the problem was.
The guest was not in a hurry, and first stretched out his arm to point to the food in front of him: "Look, shopkeeper, how much do these food and drinks cost for me?"
The shopkeeper didn't know why. He raised his head and glanced at the dishes and wine bottles on the table, and then blurted out: "Four or five taels of silver."
The guest then returned the silver in his hand to the shopkeeper: "How many taels does this piece of fake silver cost?"
The shopkeeper weighed it suspiciously, and then said: "There are almost eight taels."
After receiving the shopkeeper's reply, the guest couldn't help but sneer and burst into laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" The shopkeeper saw that he was asking a question without a clue and laughed abruptly. He was very unhappy. "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
"No, no, there's nothing wrong at all." The customer waved his hands repeatedly, but still kept smiling, "I'm laughing, shopkeeper, you know money well, you can be called a veteran, but you have never been rich, just because you don't know how to look at people. ah."
"Looking at people?" The shopkeeper still didn't understand the mystery behind his words.
The customer then raised his finger and pointed at the waiter: "Now that you don't doubt him, it can be seen that nearly half of the money you earned from opening the store went into the pockets of outsiders."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he turned to look at the waiter in shock. The waiter was even more horrified and didn't know where the pot came from.
Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't understand yet, the guest drank the wine in his glass leisurely and said to him:
"Tell me, how could I be so stupid that I can't even tell the difference between four taels and eight taels?"
The shopkeeper nodded hesitantly in approval.
He then continued: "The money I gave to the waiter at the time was exactly the same. But the waiter in your store wanted to keep the money for himself, so he deliberately gave you this fake piece of goods, but you didn't expect that you would find out."
"He must have been doing tricks before, but he failed this time." The customer's eyes were bright, glancing back and forth between the shopkeeper and the waiter, like lightning, "That's why I said, if the abacus starts ringing again, it's hard to guard against domestic thieves."
With these words, the shopkeeper's target suddenly turned.
After the waiter heard this, his knees were already sore and trembling. He looked at his shopkeeper in fear and said tremblingly: "No, he, he is lying!"
There are still some distinctions between internal and external closeness and distance between shopkeepers. Although what the guest said seemed reasonable, he still had a little doubt: "You said that, is there any evidence?"
"Of course there is." The guest looked upright and stared straight into the waiter's arms, "He has been in such a short time, and Zhen Gin must not have had time to transfer it, and it is still on his body now!"
When the shopkeeper heard what he said, he seemed to have found a quick way. He immediately turned to the waiter and said seriously: "Let me see if you have hidden anything!"
Before the waiter could flinch, the shopkeeper touched it.
Suddenly, the piece of silver in his arms that was used as a tip bulged out. The shopkeeper frowned, twitched his arms, and the piece of silver fell into the shopkeeper's hands.
