There are many rich people in gorgeous clothes. In front of them, Uncle Liu, Xingxing and Little Fox can be seen asking for money from people.
Instead of reaching out and asking for money, they watch the person speak.
The woman praises the person for her beauty, and the man calls the person handsome, followed by a lot of auspicious and blessing words, which often makes people laugh.
When people are happy, they will throw a dollar or five into their basin.
This is called "Wen Yao".
At first glance, it seems simple, as long as you are not afraid of embarrassment, but in fact it is not.
I observed them for a long time and found that the probability of them getting change was very high. There was a secret to this, which was the art of fortune telling.
Who can step forward to ask for something, and who cannot step forward to ask for it, all have their own set of experience and judgment.
Weren’t there those “disabled beggars” on the subway in the past? It means hanging a stereo on my chest, playing sad songs, crawling around in the subway and reaching out to ask people for money.
Like this, 90%! They are all liars who fake disabilities to deceive people into showing sympathy. The real beggar Uncle Liu looks down on those fake beggars.
In a real beggar gang, if beggars with disabled legs beg for food in the same place, other beggars will not come to this place. If the disabled beggar does not get anything for a whole day, the other beggars will share a little of what they want. Giving one's son to a disabled beggar is called the norm.
In addition to begging for food, beggars in the past had many other jobs to generate income for themselves.
For example, when you are a temporary turtle, you carry a brothel girl with bound feet on your shoulders to a designated place, go to a theater troupe to hold a wooden sign as a second actor, help a rickshaw driver push a rickshaw, put on a heavy funny puppet costume, and stand in a foreign store. The door attracts people to come in to buy goods and so on. These are all important behaviors.
Wu Yao is no longer authentic.
Among them, the nail-head beggar and the scissor-head beggar like to extort money from butchers and fabric shops. They don't give them money or food, and they just slash their faces with nails and scissors! Then, standing at the door of the store, blood was pouring out! If you don't pay me, I'll die in front of your store! Ordinary customers would not dare to enter the store to buy something after seeing this kind of scene, so the bosses mostly have nothing to do.
In the past, when someone was doing something frivolous, beggars would swarm in groups on the way to carry the coffin. They couldn't get up if they didn't give enough money. The same was true for people doing weddings. reason.
There are also people who support people in fights. The beggar head will agree with the head of the household in advance how much compensation will be given for a dead person, how much compensation will be given for a disabled person, and so on.
In short, begging has been a science since ancient times. Once a person has been a beggar for a long time, he will never be able to do any other job in his life. He is a beggar when he is born and will be a beggar when he dies.
I followed them to beg for food. It was purely because I had been holding back for the past two days and was too busy.
"Why don't you go to work with your uncle?"
The girl's secondary supervisor was sitting in the corner not far from me, so I asked her.
"Are you mute?"
"Or are you deaf-mute?"
"Who did you hear that I was deaf and mute?"
She suddenly replied. How can I describe her voice? It was very neutral.
I sat down next to her and said with a smile: "What are you here? Is it a birthmark or a scar?" I pointed to her forehead.
She hurriedly smoothed down her bangs, turned her head to the side, and ignored me again.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of Wangfujing Building, and the faint cry of the little beggar Xingxing was heard.
The secondary supervisor immediately got up and ran over there, and I ran over too.
Many people gathered around.
I squeezed over and saw Xingxing lying on the ground rolling back and forth, saying loudly: "Give me my money back! Give me my money back!"
Uncle Liu looked ugly. Standing across from him was a man wearing a white torn vest. This man was about forty or fifty years old. He seemed to be traveling with Uncle Liu.
Uncle Liu said in a cold voice: "You are also robbing children of their money. You must be unruly."
