The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

Xiong Bo took the USB drive out of his pocket and stroked it a few more times, seemingly reluctant to part with it.

"Little Fairy YaYa, could you please return this USB drive to Teacher Yu as well? We've borrowed it long enough, and it feels a bit wrong to keep it. Once Boss Zhao helps us buy a new USB drive, we can download some videos you like to watch."

"I've got it!" Ya Ya put the USB drive into her small bag.

"I need to find Sister He Miao, Brother Xiao Zhao, and Uncle Yu Gong..." the little guy muttered to himself, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When she reappeared, Ya Ya found that she didn't appear directly at the warehouse entrance this time, but instead stood in the alley next to it, with the small bamboo basket that Sister Xinghua had given her at her feet.

"Grandma Duck, why didn't you put me at the door? Is it out of energy? Are you short of money? Should I go ask Auntie to help me sell gold again?"

The faint green light surrounding the Jiechi seemed to have faded somewhat.

"Your energy is still sufficient, but your sister, Ms. Cheng, and her father are waiting for you at the warehouse entrance. Teleporting directly to the entrance would require altering their memories, which I find too troublesome. You can walk there yourself."

"Oh." After hearing Grandma Duck's explanation, Ya Ya obediently squatted down, hugged the small bamboo basket in her arms, and slowly moved out from the corner of the alley.

At the warehouse entrance, Cheng Jianguo was scrolling through the news on his phone.

"Little Yuzu, look around here! The official report says they just busted a human trafficking den!" Cheng Jianguo unfolded his phone screen. His phone was a tri-fold device, which looked like a small tablet when opened.

Cheng You leaned closer for a better look: "These human traffickers are wicked! Thank goodness the authorities were so helpful. Damn, they even said there were human traffickers staking out this area before. Luckily, Ya Ya seems to be quite well-known at the night market, everyone knows her. Otherwise, I was really worried this little one would get caught walking through the alleys. Good riddance! Human traffickers should be severely punished!"

As the father and daughter were chatting, they heard slow, light footsteps coming from around the corner. Cheng You glanced to the side and saw a small figure carrying a bamboo basket almost as tall as herself peeking over.

"Ya Ya? Why are you coming out of the alley all by yourself? Where are your elders?" Cheng You took a long stride and walked over to take the bamboo basket from Ya Ya's hands.

"Little friend Ya Ya, you've finally arrived." Cheng Jianguo closed his phone, his face beaming with smiles.

Ya Ya blinked her eyes: "Sister Cheng You, Uncle Cheng, what are you doing here?"

Then Ya Ya's gaze fell on a pile of wooden crates behind Cheng Jianguo's warehouse entrance. "Why are there so many wooden blocks piled up in front of my door?"

"This is the sofa you bought. The receipt even has the recipient's name on it, it's Ya Ya."

"Eek? My sofa arrived?!" Ya Ya perked up immediately, excitedly ran over and circled the wooden frame, even standing on tiptoe to carefully examine the shipping label.

"It's so big! How am I supposed to take it apart?" Ya Ya scratched her head, having turned around twice and finding herself at a loss.

Seeing the two people still standing at the door, her face flushed red, and she quickly took out the remote control to open the roller shutter door: "Sister Cheng You, Uncle Cheng, please come in and sit down."

The door was raised just high enough for Ya Ya to squeeze through, and the little one quickly slipped inside, deftly turned on the switch, and then dragged the chair out from under the table and arranged it properly.

This was the first time Cheng Jianguo had actually met Ya Ya in person. Before, he had only interacted with her through a mobile phone screen and knew that she was young. But now that he had met her in person, he found that she was even younger, about the same age as his relative's three-year-old grandson.

How could their village let such a tiny little girl wander around outside alone? And how could they trust her to do such a big business with them?

"Sit down!"

Ya Ya patted the chair and beckoned to the two of them.

"Okay. Little Ya Ya, you sit down too." Cheng Jianguo pulled over a chair and sat down.

Ya Ya climbed onto her chair and tilted her head to look at Cheng Jianguo. Uncle Cheng looked much better than in the video.

The person in the video looked hazy and had a flat face.

When Uncle Cheng actually stood in front of me, even his hair looked more energetic than in the video.

Ya Ya pursed her lips, unable to think of a way to describe it, then blurted out, "Uncle Cheng, you look even prettier than in the video!"

Am I pretty?

Cheng Jianguo pointed to himself, looking into the little guy's clean eyes, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Cheng You couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her father probably never expected that he would be complimented on his beauty by a child in his middle age.

"Sister Chengyou, why did you wait for me here? Is it to buy vegetables? The vegetables in our village haven't grown well yet, so we can't sell them."

When it came to serious matters, Cheng Jianguo coughed lightly.

Cheng You immediately stopped laughing. "I do have plans to buy groceries, but there's no rush. The main thing is about the golden gourd I bought from you last time."

Ya Ya's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she quickly asked, "What happened to the gourd? Is it broken? I was so careful when I took it out, it shouldn't be broken, right?"

If such an expensive gourd breaks, wouldn't that be a huge loss for Sister Chengyou and Uncle Cheng?

Cheng You quickly waved her hand: "No, no, it's not broken. It's just that my dad didn't give you enough money last time. We came here today specifically to make up for it. We don't have your bank account number, and we couldn't get through to you on the phone, so we could only wait for you here."

Ya Ya's eyes widened instantly.

She clearly remembered that Uncle Cheng had given her an extremely high price of 1.08 million for that gourd.

The space even grew much larger because of this money, and they brought villagers along, plus two pigs! Such a large sum of money, and they still think they didn't give enough? Is this gourd really that valuable?

"Isn't over a million a small amount?" Ya Ya said in disbelief as she came to her senses.

Cheng Jianguo explained with a very sincere expression, "Little Ya Ya, a million or so is not a small amount, but it's not enough for your gourd. Uncle was in a hurry at the time, and I couldn't see it clearly through the screen, so I had my people estimate the price based on the purchase price, which was too low. The craftsmanship of your gourd is an ancient technique that is almost lost, and there are very few people who can make it now."

Moreover, the gourd's symbolism and shape are very unique; the rarer the item and the more exquisite the craftsmanship, the higher its value.

"In short, it's my fault. Show me your payment code, and I'll give you an extra 1.08 million. Right now, there's no item on the market that's exactly the same as your gourd, and there's no accurate benchmark price."

"Uncle will cover part of it first. If similar items appear at auctions later, we'll compare the transaction prices, and if there's still a difference, Uncle will make up the rest for you." Cheng Jianguo opened his phone and looked at Cheng You with an inquiring gaze: "Can this little guy understand?"

Cheng You shrugged: I don't know either.

Ya Ya was confused by Uncle Cheng's long string of words, but she understood the key information: Uncle Cheng was going to transfer money to her, 1.08 million yuan!