In the remote mountain village of Yaoli, there lived a corn monger with a sincere heart. He sold his sweet corn with calloused hands and a gentle touch that won the love of many locals.

From dawn to dusk, through sun and snow, he traveled with wicker baskets in hand. With corn as his gift, he courted the ladies, capturing their hearts with his grand charm.

In Yaoli, young and old alike adored him, his love as sweet as the corn he sold. Remember the kindness he showed, for the corn monger was a brave and romantic soul.