"That's fine, we can always earn more money if we run out. But you have a problem with being broke, no matter how much we make, it won't help, not even the incense at our ancestors' shrine is burning anymore!",Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Uncle Mingtong, he's doing well now. Follow him, you won't go hungry.",Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.。