When Ye Youxiao heard this, he was taken aback. The two large bags of money already weighed dozens of kilograms, far exceeding his maximum capacity. 。He could only manage to carry it with sheer willpower—the driving force was money! Who wouldn't be driven by the weight of that much money Fueled by this, he managed to lug the two sacks of money into the shed. Just as he was about to reach his donkey cart, Li Jiuniang suddenly shouted, causing him to go limp and fall. Thankfully, the bags were tied securely and didn't burst open, otherwise things would have been much worse. 。Huang Siniang followed him, also carrying a bag of money. 。But compared to the hapless Ye Youxiao, she was after all a seasoned practitioner. Therefore, she merely casually placed her money pouch down, watching Li Jiuniang's every move before deciding how best to assist. 。,It's rare to find a poet at Luo Yin's level of mastery. 。,On the way, Youxiao had been chatting and laughing with Luo Yin, becoming quite familiar with him. Now, seeing me ask, he said:。