Beiliang Anecdotes: "One" Genius (More Side Stories for the Leader's Peaceful Life)

Amid the dim streets, a lamplight emitted a soft halo. The man sneaked furtive glances around, cautious and hunched like a rat.

After confirming that there was no one around, a sleazy smile spread across his face as he turned his head towards the half-open gate, his grin growing more lecherous.

Click.

Stiffly lowering his head, he looked at the beast trap set for wild boars, dumbfounded.

"Old thief, even the Lime Chant for you!"

"Young man, can we chat for a bit?"

Squatting in the flower bed, a green-looking youth was picking his teeth with a toothpick, and looked up with a baffled face.

His features were somewhat aged, but more so, there was a profound sense of stability. The old man beamed at the youth, gently asking, "Will you talk with me?"

"Fifty per thousand characters, cash settlement."

The youth responded thus.

"You're giving it to me?"

The old man was momentarily taken aback.