Su Qiao immediately pushed the long wooden box containing the ginseng in front of the old man. "Grandpa, this ginseng is a precious medicinal herb. Have Grandma keep it safe and put one or two slices into the soup every so often. You two should nourish your bodies, too."
"As for the rest, none of it is particularly rare. You can dig it up in the woods behind the mountain."
"I've just been thinking about whether I can come up with some way to make Silver Dollars. You don't even know whether you'll be able to return to the mine now, and with such a large family, we can't go on without any income."
The old man opened the box containing the ginseng and took a look.
He closed it again and pushed it to the center of the table.
"This ginseng was given to you by that lord, so you should keep it! Your grandma and I are still strong and healthy. We don't need supplements."
The old woman opened her mouth, glanced at her husband, and finally shut it again.
Su Qiao picked up the box and stood, directly stuffing it into the old woman's arms. "Grandma, you should keep it!"
"Perhaps you'll need it someday. Besides, if I keep it here, I'm afraid I might lose it through carelessness."
Seeing that she was determined not to accept it, the old man nodded at his wife. "Since our granddaughter wants you to keep it, then keep it for now!"
*
North Mountain, Guyin Temple.
Yuan Wu returned to the secluded courtyard behind Guyin Temple with the rejected gifts and one hundred Silver Dollars.
Xiao Liu spotted him from a distance and went over, asking curiously, "How did it go? Did that fat girl accept the money?"
Yuan Wu