Before he even entered the room, he heard a commotion coming from the front hall. Curious, he took a step inside and saw a tall figure in the hall, wiping down the tables and chairs with a cloth.,Yang Ge ignored the old man's sorrowful eyes. With nimble hands and feet, he carried one heavy sack after another into the low-ceilinged hut. He untied the sack mouths and poured grain by grain of golden wheat kernels into the food barrel.,A thick gold chain, weighing at least a couple of ounces, exuded an air of social status. In the center of the chain hung a Buddha pendant.。