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    Although the three boxes of instant noodles were not worth much money, for Jiang Fan, a poor student, it was a week’s worth of food expenses.

    “What’s the grandpa’s name?” Jiang Fan asked. The old man looked at Jiang Fan and smiled, “My name is Niu Dashun, the village head of this Niu Family Village!”

    “So it’s Village Chief Niu!” Jiang Fan hurriedly arched his hand.

    “Young Master Jiang, you’re welcome!” Niu Dashun waved his hand repeatedly.

    Jiang Fan casually found a place at the entrance of the village and sat down to chat with Niu Dashun, and learned from Niu Dashun that the Niu Family Village was currently considered a better village in this area, and that some villages had already experienced vicious incidents of easy eating.

    Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment before saying, “Village Chief Niu, if I can help you buy grain ……”

    Before Jiang Fan could finish speaking, Niu Dashun fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed a few times to Jiang Fan: “Young Master Jiang, if you really help us bring grain, then you are the savior of our Niu Family Village!”

    “Get up! Don’t! I …… can’t afford it!” Jiang Fan panicked.

    Niu Dashun shook his head, “No, I’m Niu Dashun is a farmer, did not read a book, and have not seen anything in the world, this kneeling is on behalf of our entire Niu Village to you to thank you, if you do not accept it, I feel uneasy!”

    “Well then …… I’ll take it, as long as I can!”

    Jiang Fan nodded helplessly.

    Niu Dashun wiped away the tear tracks on his old face, “Young Master Jiang, wait for me for a moment, I’ll go get you something!”

    Not long after, Niu Dashun walked back holding a small box.

    “Young Master Jiang, open it and take a look!”

    Jiang Fan curiously opened the box and looked at the box in Niu Dashun’s arms, his eyes glazed over.

    The chest was full of silver!

    “Holy shit, that’s a lot of money!”

    Niu Dashun smiled and said, “These silvers are equal to stones if we can’t buy food, Young Master Jiang, I still hope that you will help us buy some food back!”

    Jiang Fan nodded, “Don’t worry! Leave this point to me!”

    Niu Dashun hurriedly thanked him.

    “Village Chief Niu, then I’ll leave first, I’ll be back tomorrow with the grain, don’t worry!”

    Niu Dashun nodded his head repeatedly and didn’t breathe a sigh of relief until Jiang Fan left.

    “I hope Young Master Jiang, can keep his promise, the last hope of the 300 people of the Niu Family Village can only rest on him!” Niu Dashun said to himself.

    ……

    When Jiang Fan returned to his residence through the portal, Jiang Fan couldn’t wait to open the box and looked at it full of silver. That

    “Wow, that’s a lot! How much it weighs!”

    Jiang Fan was excited beyond belief, he didn’t think he would be so lucky! This trip to Niujia Village stayed for a relatively long time, at this time it was already evening, hastily picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Xue’s number.

    “Sister Snow, where are you?”

    “What’s the matter? Missing your sister?” Zhou Xue on the other end of the phone smiled.

    “Sister Snow, don’t make fun of me, I have business!”

    Jiang Fan didn’t have the good sense to say.

    “I was just about to leave work, so go ahead, what’s up?”

    “Sister Snow, I have a box of silver here, the same kind of broken silver as earlier!”

    “What did you say?” Zhou Xue froze for a moment, then became excited, “A box? So many!”

    “Sister Snow, let’s meet up, I’ll wait for you at home!”

    “Uh-huh, yes!”

    Jiang Fan put down the phone and waited for Zhou Xue’s arrival at home.

    Jiang Fan sat on a chair and watched the TV in a hundred different ways.

    After a while, Jiang Fan heard a knock on the door, and he hurriedly got up, came to the door, and opened the door to the room.

    “Sister Snow, you’re here!”

    “Well, come inside and talk!” Zhou Xue couldn’t wait to pull Jiang Fan’s hand and walk in.

    With this casual pull, a moment later Zhou Xue realized that Jiang Fan’s hands were all sweaty.

    Zhou Xue frowned slightly and said with concern, “What’s wrong? Why are you so nervous!”

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