He was afraid that the young people would not know the seriousness of the matter. If it was confirmed, it would be a done deal.
If you can't do that, you're making a mistake.
"I don't know how much it will cost." Song Jinxiu smiled embarrassedly.
The thin old man nodded, no wonder he dared to make such a boast.
"When I was playing in the mountains before, I picked up a small box of gold bars. There were probably about 20 or 30 bars in it. I think it's enough to open a factory." Song Jinxiu continued.
"Puff." The old man spat out a mouthful of water, but fortunately he knew to go back.
"What are you making so much noise for?" someone next to him said to him with disgust.
"No, little girl, are you serious? Twenty or thirty gold bars?" asked the old man.
"Well, what's wrong? Is it not enough?" Song Jinxiu asked.
"Is it a question of whether it's enough? I'll go pick it up wherever you find it." The old man said in a low voice.
"Hey, it's on the mountain surrounding our village. We are surrounded by mountains on all sides, so don't worry about the land I picked up.
"I've searched the entire ten-li area, no, the entire two-li area, and I can't find anything. I'm just short of digging three feet underground!" Song Jinxiu chuckled.
"Are you willing to donate it all at once? You have to know that you may not be able to earn that much money in your entire life!" the old man asked again.
“Of course I’m reluctant to leave, but when I see how hard life is for the people here, I suddenly feel very happy.
Having a warm home, a group of lovely family members, and a stable job are all earned through your hard work.
I feel like I can't enjoy all this with peace of mind, so now that I have the opportunity, I definitely want to do my best to help!" Song Jinxiu said with a smile.
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