Xiao Lian Hua looked closely, her eyes lit up—it was a small corner of a silver ingot.
She looked up and saw a man with a radiant face walking by, saying, "Little beggar, I won big today, need to spend some to avoid bad luck, here's your reward."
Xiao Lian Hua picked up the corner of the silver ingot, feeling a little pleased, glanced at the sign with the word "gambling," and casually said, "Thank you, big brother, you're sure to always win big at gambling."
The man, about to leave, found these words very pleasing, perfectly suiting his mood.
He turned back, "Hey! This little beggar speaks well. I'm happy, here's another one." He casually tossed another piece of silver over, smiling as he walked away.
This silver ingot was much larger than the corner one earlier; Xiao Lian Hua's eyes sparkled. She seemed to have learned something—the beggar's act really gets money!
Just as she was about to pick it up, the silver ingot was stomped by a worn-out shoe full of holes.
