Chapter 32: Two Hundred Taels of Silver (1)_1
"Old man, here - "
A piece of fine white silver, approximately the weight of a penny, was handed over.
The grandfather and grandson were comforting each other when they were startled by the unexpected arrival of the silver, and raised their heads in surprise.
On the opposite side, a girl around the age of twelve or thirteen stared at them fondly. The girl was so thin and yellow, and the coat she wore was ragged and frayed, but she exhibited an indescribable noble grace, like bamboo or plum, making the ruined coat she wore not as noticeable.
"Take this, save it to buy some steamed buns for the child," the girl stuffed the silver into the old man's hand.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, miss..."
The old beggar gripped the silver tightly, thanking the girl repeatedly, and called over his grandson: "Yuan'er, come quickly, thank the lady."
"No need," Cai Wei promptly intervened, then picked up a small earthen jar from the cow cart and handed it to the old beggar.