The Truth?

"Fatty Liao?"

"Yes, yes, the baker, or, er, butcher? I'm not quite sure what he does, actually."

Staring at the coins and tracing them in their fingers, the figure said, "More."

Rolling his eyes, Di Tou reached back to his pocket and took out a few more coins from his Spatial Ring before passing them along. "If you clearly explain what's going on, there's more coins in it for you." Nodding, the figure took the coins and said, "Fatty Liao came to the village a couple of years ago. Friendly enough, not much bad that anyone can say about him. He makes good pies and breads too and is often willing to give a few away to the children."