"My luck is too good, my luck is too good."
"The most is around a hundred taels, and the least is around ten taels. Now that they were living in the capital, ordinary families only earned a few taels of silver a month. Not only did he eat and drink for free for three days, but he also earned a few months 'worth of expenses. If only Your Majesty had a few more sisters." The commoners were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.
Most of the commoners only had 20 to 30 taels.
It had to be said that the God of Wealth was really rich.
Giving away the commoners, giving away a large amount of silver, it was simply a gift to the heart.
You said it was vulgar?
No, it wasn't extraordinary at all.
It was simply too considerate.
"What are you doing? It's really good luck to have a few beggars in the dilapidated temple."
