The coins piled up quickly. Too quickly, in fact, he soon found he had no idea how to spend them. After much t…
The coins piled up quickly. Too quickly, in fact, he soon found he had no idea how to spend them. After much thought, he realized what was missing... He'd done plenty of "taking from the rich," but had forgotten about "helping the poor."
That wouldn't do. His parents would scold him if they knew.
From then on, odd things began to happen around the village. A broken roof tile would fix itself overnight. A stall smashed up by rough wanderers would be back in business a few days later.
The villagers whispered in wonder. Du Qian, meanwhile, stared at his purse and sighed.
He still had too much money. What now? Suddenly, inspiration struck. That night, a rack bristling with candied hawthorn appeared in the little girl's room.
On the first day, she was happy and smiled a lot at him.
By the tenth, she was crying from a toothache.
Du Qian was heartbroken. His kind intention had gone horribly wrong. On the spot, he made a new plan: make the gambling stall bigger, shout louder, earn more, and spend it all getting her teeth fixed.
Du Qian had his motivation back.
Sure enough, when the money was spent on someone he cared about, it finally began to disappear at a satisfying pace. Du Qian rubbed his chin, pleased. So this was the right way to spend money!