Ma Lihua whispered, "Grandma, can we really succeed?"

Ma Hehua pinched her little face and said, "Of course you can, your grandma knows it very well."

Ma Lihua: "………………"

No wonder the Ma family is so wealthy! Judging from her grandmother's appearance, this must be a skill passed down from generation to generation.

Ma Linghua turned around and glared at Ma Hehua, who immediately shut her mouth and dared not say another word.

As they approached the caravan, a thrilling "robbery of ghosts to save themselves" operation was about to unfold.

Seizing the opportunity, Ma Hehua jumped out.

"Hey! This mountain is mine, these trees are mine, if you want to pass, leave your money to buy ghosts!"

The man in the lead looked completely bewildered.

"Hey sis? Is that you? What are you doing?"

"Who is your little sister? I don't know you. Quickly hand over all your money and the gold and silver jewelry on your camels."

As soon as Ma Hehua finished speaking, she felt incredibly happy, knowing that she was about to make a fortune again.

"Do you think she's stupid?!"

"I wonder where these trees came from in this Gobi Desert?"

"He must be out of his mind! We don't have any money! All that's on these camels is cloth, which we were planning to sell to the outer realms!"

"Stop your nonsense and hand over the money. Besides, you're all dead, so what use is the money? You might as well..."

"bump!"

"ah!"

Ma Hehua was hit on the head with a stone by her mother. "You wretched thing, I told you to shut up and just grab it, what are you talking about?"

Now, enough talk, let's get started.

Those ghosts are no match for them.

Looking at the dilapidated state of the place, the three of them questioned the meaning of life.

"Don't you... have anything of value?"

"Little sister, I..."

"Don't say a word. The most expensive thing is your pair of shoes that have never been worn. Do you two even have the nerve to go out in public with shoes like that?"

The man touched his head sheepishly. These shoes were made for him by the young lady of the house using the last of her silk and brocade, and he couldn't bear to wear them.

He knew it was impossible for him to be with the young lady, but he just couldn't bear to.

Ma Linghua never expected that she would misjudge someone, but... she would never admit it.

"How much are some straw sandals you worth?"

"You're selling these jars and pots, made of clay, are they worth anything?"

"And you, selling tofu, won't it stink even in foreign lands?"

The group remained silent, much to Ma Linghua's disappointment.

"Lotus, I misjudged you. Why are you robbing poor people? We're supposed to be good citizens who rob the rich to help the poor!"

Ma Hehua: "???"

"Oh! No, Mother, it wasn't you... Waaah..."

Ma Lihua tightly covered her mother's mouth, preventing her from speaking.