Suddenly, a silver ingot landed in the porcelain plate with a "thud." It was an ounce of silver. The old man performing for money's eyes lit up. He looked up and saw a little girl dressed in gorgeous clothes but with an ordinary appearance.

However, at this moment, Song Tantan's ordinary face appeared to the old man as a beautiful and kind-hearted woman. "Thank you for your generous gift, Miss."

"No need for formalities. Well, I didn't see what you were performing just now, so please perform it for me again. If you do a good job, I'll give you another tael of silver," Song Tan said crisply.

Ye Moxun twitched his lips and said, "Acting? What do you mean, acting? Do you think they're putting on an act?"

However, the old man didn't care about Song Tantan's tone. For the sake of the money, he respectfully lowered his head and said "okay" repeatedly. Then he called on a few of the younger ones to start performing.

The two little girls were performing a tightrope walk. A rope about the thickness of a little finger was tied to two trees at both ends. The rope was about five meters long. The little girls walked from one end to the other with their arms outstretched, repeating the performance several times.

The technique was average, not as good as tightrope walking in later generations, but it was still quite remarkable. People without a foundation in martial arts couldn't do it. Song Tantan wondered if she could walk steadily if she went up there.

The two little boys were performing somersaults, doing more than a dozen in a row, which was quite impressive. However, after finishing the somersaults, the children's faces were very pale. One of the boys, who was shorter and thinner, swayed after finishing the last somersault, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Song Tantan, who was originally engrossed in watching, was speechless.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, what's wrong?" Several children gathered around and squatted down next to the boy, crying.

The old man picked up the little boy, tears streaming down his face, "Child, fourth son, wake up, don't scare grandpa, what are we going to do?"

"Make way, let Ah Xun take a look at him." Song Tantan pulled the two girls aside to make room for Ye Moxun so that the latter could take the little boy's pulse.

After taking the pulse, Ye Moxun frowned slightly and said in a light tone, "It's nothing serious, he just fainted from hunger. However, the patient is weak and needs to be properly recuperated. He can't do somersaults like he did just now, which would be too strenuous. If we don't take this seriously, the child might die."

"Are you really alright? Did you just faint from hunger?" The little girl who spoke was very thin, wearing a gray coarse linen dress, and her face was covered in tears.

"Ah Xun's medical skills are excellent. If he says it's nothing, then it's definitely nothing. There's no need to doubt him." Song Tantan was unhappy with the little girl's doubts. Ah Xun was kindly helping them, how could she be so ungrateful?

"Here's five taels of silver. Take it and get him treated. I remember there's a clinic in the south of the city. Take him there quickly so the doctor can take a look." Since they don't trust Ah Xun, let them ask someone else to go. They originally wanted to send some tonics, but then thought better of it.

Since the boy had fainted while performing for her, Song Tantan gave him a few extra taels of silver as compensation. Sigh, she's such a kind person.

After leaving the silver, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun turned to leave, but the little girl who had spoken earlier grabbed Song Tantan's sleeve and pleaded timidly, "Miss, we, we came to Xiangyang City from the countryside and are not familiar with this place. Could you take us to that clinic? My fourth brother is unconscious and I'm afraid it will take up too much time."

Song Tantan calmly shook off the other person's hand, feeling somewhat annoyed. Did this guy think she was stupid? She didn't trust A-Xun, and she was still not satisfied after giving them money as compensation. Seeing that she was soft-hearted, she tried to stage an accident.

However, she didn't show it on her face. Oh well, it was her bad luck anyway. She insisted on having someone perform another show for her, otherwise she wouldn't have had this trouble.

"Alright, pack your things quickly and come with us."

Ye Moxun glanced at Song Tantan with disapproval in his eyes, but said nothing. He simply turned and left. A short while later, he returned in his carriage and had the old man bring the little boy up to the carriage.

Seeing that the little girl wanted to get on the carriage, Ye Moxun stopped her, saying, "You walk with the others, and my guards will lead the way."

Before anyone could react, he took the old man and the unconscious boy to the nearest clinic. After examining the boy, the doctor determined that he was just very hungry and his body was severely depleted, but otherwise there was nothing seriously wrong.

The doctor's visit and medicine cost one tael of silver, leaving five taels untouched. The old man felt bad and wanted to return the silver to Song Tantan, but his granddaughter stopped him and shook her head at him.

They desperately need the money, and the fourth brother needs medicine to recover. If the money is returned, how will they survive, and what will happen to the fourth brother's illness?

Song Tantan and Ye Moxun saw through the other's little tricks, but pretended not to notice. Five taels of silver was nothing to them, and since they had given it away, they wouldn't ask for it back. However, they didn't like the girl's behavior.

It's as if Song Tantan owes them something, and she's acting all weak and helpless, like someone deliberately bullied her. Isn't this a bit too much scheming for a street performer?

Don't get me wrong, she definitely doesn't look down on people from the martial arts world. To be honest, she and her aunt had no identity whatsoever. They came here with knives to kill Hu people and lived a life of fighting and fleeing. They looked more like people from the martial arts world.

This girl just didn't leave a good impression on her. Shouldn't people of the martial arts world be forthright and honest, acting with integrity? This street performer seemed to be a complete hypocrite.

Song Tantan didn't care what they would do next, nor did she want to know. She grabbed Ye Moxun and left without looking back, hoping that this matter would end there and that they would never see each other again.

Her good mood for the whole day was ruined. Song Tantan sat in the carriage, not wanting to say a word, and stared blankly with her hands supporting her chin.

"In the future, when you give money to others, take copper coins, not silver, so that people won't mistakenly think you're a sucker," Ye Moxun broke the silence, speaking with a pointed remark.

“You’re right, it’s hard to be a good person. It’s better to be more frugal in the future,” Song Tantan sighed, sounding like an old man. “But I think there are still more good people in this world. Maybe they’ve just been forced into this situation by circumstances. Look at their whole family, they’re all skin and bones, and their clothes are tattered.”

Put yourself in that person's shoes. If I had transmigrated without martial arts skills or a spatial ability, would I have become even worse off than that person? I would have had a hard time just surviving, let alone caring about face and character.

Besides, they didn't do anything wrong. If her brother really doesn't make it, it's good to have someone willing to pay for his funeral.

"You're so considerate. Why don't you go back and give them more money? They're having such a hard time, and you have so much money. If you're going to help them, why not just buy them another house and furnish it with all the furniture?" Ye Moxun retorted without any emotional fluctuation.

"What the hell? I would never do something so stupid. Do you really think I'm a saint?" Song Tantan sat up abruptly, hands on her hips, and said, "Talk is cheap, doing it is another matter. I just want to try what it's like to be a green tea b*tch."

"So you've figured out how it tastes?"

"Isn't it just saying one thing and doing another? I make people think I'm a good person, but I'm actually two-faced. So you'd better keep your eyes open in the future and don't be fooled by this kind of person." The storyteller then steered the conversation back to Ye Moxun.