Stepping out of the small room, Mo Yan saw Lizhong counting out several pieces of broken Silver and handing them to a stranger. Once that person had left, she approached and asked, "Who was that? Does the shop owe him Silver?"
Lizhong locked the drawer and said with a smile, "He's a worker from the mill. The grain in the shop is all processed by the same mill, and we settle last month's processing fees on the fifth of every month. Today just happens to be the fifth, so the mill's owner sent a worker over to settle the accounts."
Hearing this, Mo Yan nodded without saying much. This expense would be recorded in the ledger, the amount wasn't that large, just three or four Silver a month, and compared to the substantial profits the shop made each month, this bit of Silver wasn't something she was concerned about.