After wrapping all the sweet potatoes, the old lady put them in a kraft paper bag and handed them to Guan Yu. She said, "Boy, it's cold, go back to eat in the tropics."

"Thank you, Madam. I'll come back when I have time." Guan Yu said, but did not stay. He took the sweet potato and left. The twenty-two silver pieces were placed on the wooden board beside her.

When Guan Yu returned to the inn, sure enough, she woke up and said, "See, Siqi, I have brought so many sweet potatoes. We can save some to eat on the road. Let's share the rest."

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