-he distributed gold in the square of your town, he was accompanied by a whole caravan, and the poor surrounded him -

Musa: Oh people! Come, come! Uncle Musa will give you gold!

-he accidentally turned and looked at you with a smile -

Hello child! I see you are also poor? I will give you gold! After all God will bless the one who, seeking his approval, engages in charity!Is not it?