"Yes! Yes, yes!"
The person standing inside the door widened their eyes and spoke excitedly.
Gu Jin: "Then please do a favor and ask who else in the village wants to buy grain."
"Alright!"
Following this, Gu Jin started selling grain in Guo Family Village, though her selling was akin to giving it away.
Wheat that used to sell for 26 cents was now being sold by her for just 5 or 6 cents; if that’s not giving it away, then what is?
Initially, so people in Guo Family Village doubted her because of Gu Jin’s young age and did not believe she was selling grain.
Gu Jin led them to an ox cart at the village entrance. When they saw the cart loaded with sacks of grain, they finally believed her.
When she planned to sell the grain, Gu Jin had already made preparations.
She rented an ox cart loaded with over a thousand pounds of wheat and corn.
Gu Jin was responsible for selling grain to the people of Guo Family Village, while An Mingji took charge of collecting the money.
Taking the well-kept or dirty money, the little boy would toss it directly into the large cloth bag he carried.
Just like that, Gu Jin and the little boy traveled to different villages to sell grain.
She did not deliberately hide the presence of the space while doing all this; with the grain appearing out of nowhere every ti, how could the little boy not notice?
Gu Jin kept waiting for him to ask, but unfortunately, she waited a long ti and he never showed any curiosity. Gradually, Gu Jin beca more casual about it.
However, since the little boy didn’t ask, she wouldn’t reveal anything voluntarily.
An Mingji’s mindset was different; he had long since seen through Sister A-Jin’s uniqueness. He wouldn’t ask what she was unwilling to share, but he believed that with ti, he would eventually uncover all of Sister A-Jin’s secrets.
Next, because selling grain door-to-door was ti-consuming, whenever they arrived at a village, Gu Jin would use her special ability to find local cadres willing to work for the people, handing over the grain to them and notifying villagers to co and buy it.
Upon hearing the price of 5 or 6 cents, every household rushed to the brigade to buy grain.
Gu Jin could clearly see the blessed and joyful expressions on the faces of these simple villagers.
Seeing the joy on everyone’s faces, she quietly left with the little boy.
Everything she did was driven by the compassion in her heart, unwilling to see the cruel scenes in her dreams play out again, and to accumulate virtue, securing the Ancient Heaven-defying Skill she inherited, and using her ability to discern good and evil more flexibly.
Actually, if it was just for the sake of accumulating rit, she could simply distribute the grain freely to the villagers.
But she didn’t do that, nor did she dare to do that.
If she gave away the grain for free without charging money, it would be challenging the authority of the nation’s highest leaders.
Even though this era didn’t have surveillance caras everywhere, it wasn’t sothing she could be reckless about.
Giving away grain to those people for free could easily cause trouble if deliberately spread around. It wouldn’t give Gu Jin any advantage, but endless trouble instead.
So much grain suddenly appearing, why could a girl have so much grain? When investigated, she’d be unable to explain herself.
But selling the grain at low prices was different; it was an act of kindness, a transaction of buying and selling.
Villagers spent money to buy grain, and even if Gu Jin sold it at low prices, their gratitude wouldn’t be profound. Over ti, it would be gradually forgotten, but she would still have achieved two things: staying true to the little bit of kindness in her heart and obtaining the virtue she needed, and this was the outco Gu Jin wanted.
PS: Let share sothing that happened last night at 8:03 PM.
At that ti, I had my phone stolen while you were leaving ssages and voting. I was squatting on the street crying.
With a family mber sick in the hospital, losing my phone was a breakdown mont; there was a lot in it I hadn’t backed up, and I was extrely upset.
My man sensibly reported it to the police right away and took to file a report. The police checked the surveillance and clearly saw the phone being stolen, and half an hour later, we got the phone back! We got it back!!!
When I heard the phone was recovered, I burst into tears!
It’s hard to describe the excitent of recovering sothing lost; joy! Relief! Gratitude!
Thanks to the comrades in Chang’an District, Shijiazhuang, for the beauty of the world ❤️❤️❤️
May everyone be blessed by beautiful people and things ❤️❤️❤️
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