Chapter 94 The Weasel, Silver Beads (2/2)

Psychic Tattoo Mr. Moda 37880K 2022-07-22

At the same time, the Chen family’s workers demanded their pay, declaring that the Chens should sell their house if they cannot afford their salaries.

As the saying goes, everyone hits a person when they’re down. Now, the Chen family was on the brink of dissolution.

At last, the patriarch came out and said he needed three days to collect the money for his creditors.

Hearing that they could get the money after three days, the creditors went back home.

But that clan head was very worried. How could he get the money in such a short time…? There was barely anything in his home.

Chen Xian’er and the patriarch sat all day long in the house while the elder members went out to borrow the money.

However, it was impossible for them to borrow the money, since everyone knew the Chens failed in their ginseng venture.

As a result, their so-called friends denied them and said they also had difficulties, or they refused because the Chens didn’t treat them so well in the past and it was impossible to lend them the money at that moment.

When the three days passed, the patriarch said: “Well… the only way is to sell the house and its contents.”

As the old saying went, tit for tat.

Chen Xian’er burst into laughter. She felt regretful and said she shouldn’t have bought so much ginseng, or else, everything would be better.

But in this world, you have no chance for regret. It was no use… Those soldiers would never return her ginseng.

Then, someone knocked on the door.

It was a quick knocking.

Mr. Chen didn’t know what happened. When he opened the door… he got a big surprise.

He saw many rows of weasels outside the house.

A weasel rushed in as soon as the door opened. It jumped on the table and spit in the bowl on the tabletop.

Ding!

One silver bead loudly rolled around in the bowl.

Then, the rest of the weasels followed the first one and spit out the beads in their mouths.

After one round, the bowl was filled with silver beads.

Mr. Chen and Chen Xian’er didn’t know what was happening.

Then, a weasel in the front row spoke: “I am Huang Erlang, of the Huangs of the Northeast. I was saved by Chen Xian’er on the hill in Harbin; now I have come to help you out with these silver beads when I heard that you were in trouble.”

Well, paper money was not valuable at all at the time, and only real gold and silver were used as currency.

Chen Xian’er was overjoyed to see such a big bowl full of silver. That money was absolutely enough to pay off the debt.

But that was not the end of the story.

The first weasel shouted again: “Those silver beads are only an advance… I will come by myself after you pay off the debt tomorrow, and I will bring Chen Xian’er a big gift.”

With these words, the weasels scattered in all directions and disappeared.

Early the next morning, the creditors came to collect the debt.

Now, Mr. Chen wasn’t worried at all. He took out the silver beads the weasels brought him and said: “Come and count them. We’re a rich family.”

The silver beads gave those stuck-up creditors a very good impression.

Suddenly… another person appeared in the crowd.

He was noble and dignified, but with small, squinted eyes. He looked like a weasel.

This was Huang Erlang, the weasel who’d been saved by Chen Xian’er and took on a human form.

Huang Erlang carried a box and told those creditors to make way for him.

He went inside and threw the box on the floor with all his strength.

The box was smashed to smithereens.

Inside was a pile of gold.

Then those creditors shook their heads and said: “Well… we never knew… Mr. Chen isn’t in decline, but is so well-off.”

They all regretted how they treated the Chens.

The creditors didn’t want their money back anymore, and wanted to cooperate with Mr. Chen. They showered him with all manner of apologies. On that day, Mr. Chen and his family earned a very good reputation.

“Huang Erlang wanted to show his gratitude. He brought great wealth from far away, but also caused trouble.” Chen Sanli shook his head: “It was a fairy-tale start, but not a fairy-tale start ending… The three hundred people of the Chen family all died because of the weasel.”