Jason nodded almost without hesitation.
People always find certain things irresistible.
Some can’t resist women.
Some can’t resist pleas.
Some can’t resist pain.
There’s no doubt that in the face of food, Jason needs an enormous amount of willpower to restrain himself from making mistakes.
In the beginning, Jason had no resistance at all.
Even made quite a few mistakes.
It is precisely because of such mistakes that Jason resolved to restrain himself.
Amid a fraught environment, Jason performed quite well.
But in ordinary circumstances...
Seeing the Monk from Tongshou Temple, his face full of joy, looking up at him, Jason fell silent.
Still not enough willpower!
He told himself that.
Then, Jason added very straightforwardly,
"I want to eat the specialty dish."
Having already made a promise, Jason, who always took his commitments seriously, would definitely not go back on his word.
Luckily, just enjoy some good food.
Jason made his choice with pure simplicity.
And the Monk from Tongshou Temple?
He agreed just as readily.
Easing the sense of guilt in his heart was something the Monk from Tongshou Temple could not ask for more.
Moreover, in the Monk’s view, Jason was just one person, how much could he possibly eat?
Surely it wouldn’t be enough to eat him out of house and home, right?
Bear in mind that for a blissful retirement, he’s saved up quite a nest egg.
Surely more than enough!
After this, I’ll be able to start my retirement.
Move to the countryside and start anew!
Soak up the sun, tend to a couple of potted plants, dig out a pond, keep a dog, two cats, three chickens, four ducks, and five geese.
Play with the dog and cat when I’m bored.
Watch the chickens and ducks chase around.
Watch the geese guard the door.
Everything will be just so nice.
Thinking about it, the Monk from Tongshou Temple displayed a genuine smile from the heart.
However, he immediately suppressed that smile.
The deed wasn’t done yet!
He looked seriously at Jason.
Jason might be strong, but facing the dangerous ’Silver District’, the tradition of Tongshou Temple would definitely be of help, along with those artefacts.
Even though he lacked the power to use them himself, Jason certainly wouldn’t have a problem.
With this in mind, the Monk from Tongshou Temple spoke up again.
"Master, when will you return with me to Tongshou Temple?"
"The inheritance process will take quite some time."
"Don’t worry, Tongshou Temple doesn’t have that many formalities; we keep it simple and there aren’t so many restrictions. You can eat and drink freely, even marrying is not forbidden, of course, it’s places like gambling dens that you can’t go to."
The Monk from Tongshou Temple said.
"How about waiting until after you treat me to a meal?"
"Remember, the specialty dish!"
"The specialty dish of Silver District is beef!"
"I know a great restaurant that selects only the finest beef—each cut marbled with fat!"
"Even though it’s pricey, I’ll spare no expense to earn your forgiveness."
The Monk from Tongshou Temple once again conveyed his sincerity.
Jason nodded, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face.
Seeing such a smile, the Monk from Tongshou Temple breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, the secret technique to prevent eavesdropping was lifted.
Tsuchimikado Motoharu immediately came over.
Watching Tsuchimikado Motoharu approach, the Monk from Tongshou Temple turned to Jason and bowed with his hands together.
"I’ll come to your office this evening, Master."
After saying this, the Monk from Tongshou Temple walked away.
Although he had received forgiveness from Jason, it did not mean the Monk wanted to deal with Tsuchimikado Motoharu.
Or rather, the Monk didn’t want to deal with any Tsuchimikado at all.
Because it was really too much trouble.
Beneath their pleasant exteriors, each Tsuchimikado harbored a contrary heart.
Even if they are greatly indebted to you, even though they acknowledge your favor, their mouths would always say things like "I don’t acknowledge you" and the like.
It was too frustrating.
Of course, what was more important was that the Monk from Tongshou Temple was worried about being seen through.
Given the Tsuchimikado’s nature, once they serve someone as their lord,
Should they find someone has deceived their lord, they certainly would fight to the death.
And even after dealing with the deceiver, they would drown in remorse and act irrationally.
Like how he ’deceived’ Jason to his face?
Tsuchimikado Motoharu would most likely choose to die as an apology.
So, it was better to leave.
And by the way, book the ticket to return to the countryside.
With these thoughts, the Monk from Tongshou Temple’s steps grew more brisk.
In no time, he had disappeared from sight.
"My lord, would you like some refreshments and some hot tea?"
Without paying any attention to the departing Monk from Tongshou Temple, this Tsuchimikado respectfully asked Jason.
As a retainer, this Tsuchimikado had quite an eye for detail.
Though he guessed what his lord and the Monk from Tongshou Temple had just discussed, this was not the time to inquire.
Jason’s gaze swept over the bean daifuku in Hui Lijing’s hand and he nodded immediately.
Immediately, Tsuchimikado Motoharu sprang into action.
In less than three minutes, an impeccably presented tea service was brought out.
The tea snacks were split into three categories.
Namagashi, Han-Namagashi, and Higashi.
Three kinds of each, placed in nine neat square plates, arranged into a square resembling a tic-tac-toe board.
The colors looked appealing, and the aromas were rich.