Ordinary people can, but Chen Jiusi cannot; he is a Hall Master, and he must maintain his composure at all times.
What is a Hall Master? The mainstay of hundreds, even thousands, who can afford to be in disarray, but he cannot.
He took a deep breath.
Chen Jie approached Gu Qingfeng, casually searching him, and soon found something, a pouch. Upon opening it, there was a roll of silver notes inside. Upon inspection, there were only about ten thousand taels.
He was fleeing, his family had already been moved to Hangzhou Prefecture, and nearly all his property was there too.
It was impossible for him to carry much gold or silver on his person.
After looking around and finding no more silver, Chen Jie thought to himself, fortunately he hadn't listened to him. If he had believed him, where would he have cashed fifty thousand taels?
Searching again, he discovered a built-in pocket in Gu Qingfeng's belt.
His belt was very wide, about twenty centimeters, much like a large pouch.
