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"Could it be that Ah Niu, going up the mountain every day, is indeed bewitched?"
Someone saw Ah Niu carrying a basket passing by and couldn't help but ask with concern.
"What do you know? Don't look at how young Ah Niu is, he's sharp! The mountain soil he came up with sells for fifty Wen Money a basket, worth several days of your wages."
"Really? For real?"
"Could this be fake? The Yan Family's Seventh Steward himself came in a horse-drawn carriage to buy a basketful. I heard he paid in cash."
"That mountain soil is everywhere in the hills, how can it be worth so much? Quickly, tell us."
"If I knew, wouldn't I be rich by now? You should go ask Ah Niu about that."
"Tomorrow, I must ask him. If there's such a great way to get rich, let's all get rich together!"
"Don't even mention it, the corn Ah Niu planted this year is indeed growing very well."
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