Any profession has its own rules, its own clothing, and its own set of codes of conduct.
It's not possible to be like Wang Busheng and Fu Jiafang. There must be changes and makeup. Finally, it seemed like he had been struggling for a long time before he made up his mind. Wang Bushu stretched out his finger and drew a picture on the ground, and then touched his face a few times with the dust collected. After all, he was so handsome and good-looking, so he was not suitable. Development in a circle of beggars.
The clothes were already torn, so there was no need to rip them off anymore. Then there was my hair style. I hadn’t cut my hair for more than a month, and my hair was very long. I picked up a few grass clippings and threw them on my head, and then I completed the standard image of a beggar. .
The rich man looked at Wang Budie, and instantly changed from a rich and handsome man to a beggar man. He felt absolutely admiration for him. If the rich man wasn't old, he would have thrown himself on the ground to show his admiration. Seeing Wang Bu Shou looking at him, Fu Jia Yifang hurriedly covered his wrinkled face. "I don't want it, I have mysophobia"
"Um, okay, uncle, you don't need to put on makeup for this image, just keep it in your original state."
"That's good, that's good, I hate dirty people the most." Fu Jia was very happy, but felt that what Wang Bu Shou said meant a lot, "Boy, what do you mean, saying that I look good?" Like a beggar”.
"No, no, I was wronged." Wang Bushi waved his hands, not taking the blame himself.
"Uncle, it's getting late, do you still want to eat chicken?"
"Thinking" is necessary. Chicken is very tempting to many people. They not only want to eat it, but also want to sleep. It is like a lollipop in a child's hand.
"Then listen to me." Then Wang Bushi asked, "Where there are many people, where is the most prosperous."
Fu Jia thought for a while, as if he understood what Wang Budie meant, and glanced at his lips, "There are a lot of people here, so don't even think about it in the most prosperous place. Beggars will affect the overall image of Songjiang Mansion. Official officials It will be driven away."
"Well, okay, beggars are not welcome in any era." Look at the traffic and think, "Okay, we're here."
Wang Bu Shou began to command the wealthy party and made a painful expression. How could he win the same period? Unexpectedly, the old man had great potential. He could understand everything at once and had a strong ability to comprehend. He was also an absolute performer. If he had the chance, he could also go to the entertainment industry. The development of the circle should have its day.
Below is Wang Busui’s performance.
"Ah ah ah" yelled several times to attract people's attention.
Then Wang Bushit continued his performance, "My family lives on the edge of the city in the east. We have no food or fields. My parents took pity on me and went to the Palace of Hell early, leaving me and my grandfather to live alone and alone. We had no clothes or money since we were young. I can't get a bowl of rice every day, and I want to work to make money, but I never thought that my boss has gone to the end of the world, and now my grandfather is sick and has no money to buy medicine. He will soon die and leave this world, leaving me alone as a child. I shed tears, pitiful and pitiful for my grandpa and I who are underage. I can eat a full meal before I die. If I have money to see a doctor, I can live a few more days. All brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and uncles, please be kind and give me some money. Your great kindness will be engraved in my heart."
I have to say that Wang Busheng's rhetoric is quite good. It is definitely original and can arouse people's resonance. After all, there are more good people in this world.
In the Ming Empire, where entertainment and culture were not very developed, the people's spare time life was still very boring. After a while, Wang Busheng was surrounded by many people watching the excitement, three circles inside and three outside, and the number was still increasing.
Fu Jiafang's face twitched. He was not a corpse, but he was about to die. This kid was really playing tricks on himself, but when he thought of roast chicken, he still kept a paralyzed expression on his face.
"Hey, big brother, you look like a decent person. You are a businessman. Your business is big. If not, you can give me some."
"Hahaha, hahaha, small business, small business, give it, must give it," and then a few taels of silver fell into Wang Busheng's hands.
"Hey, one look at you and I think you are the boss, a national chain. Look at this thick chain around your neck. It must be worth a lot of money. Why don't you give me some charity?"
The man's face turned red and he put the gold chain into his clothes. It would be embarrassing if a gust of wind blew it. "Haha, wear it for fun. Wear it for fun. It's not worth it. It's not worth it. Okay, give me some, give me some." It's a few taels of broken silver.
"Look at these two eldest brothers, they are very impressive at first glance. Look how open they are in doing this." Naturally, it is appropriate to praise someone for giving them money.
"I said, boss, we are together. You two are the Three Musketeers at first glance. You two are so good. Jiao Buli Meng and Meng Buli Jiao are also in business. They both donated. Don't you mean it? More or less, give me whatever you want, I won’t be too little.”
The middle-aged man was shy, and he took out dozens of copper coins from his trouser pocket with difficulty, and then reluctantly handed them to Wang Busheng, "Haha, I didn't bring so much cash today, don't mind, don't mind."
WeChat Alipay, pay with your face, okay, it’s not difficult to help others, “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, the copper coins are also my heart, we want them too, thank you, big brother.” He bowed ninety degrees, he was already in a difficult situation, but he could still think of helping others. People are truly good people. Although there is suspicion of kidnapping, this is not important.
"Hey, they are a bunch of stingy people." A young man in rich clothes walked out of the crowd and looked at the silver in Wang Busheng's hand with disdain and said.
There was also a woman standing next to the boy. She was very beautiful, with big breasts, big butt, and slender waist. Her face was covered with powder, but it was not very even. Some places were thicker, some were thinner, and her neck was covered with powder. The area needs to be wiped. The girl's appearance is still very upright. It would be better to keep it original. The makeup that was originally intended to be the icing on the cake has become the biggest failure.
These are not the focus of Wang Busui's concern. What Wang Busui is concerned about is the hand of the young master in brocade. It was stuffed into the woman's clothes in public. Moreover, the woman's expression was very exaggerated. She would do something about it immediately. I mean, this was also cultivated by Jiaofangsi. I really didn’t expect that the Ming Empire was so open-minded.
Of course, Wang Busheng didn't dare to echo these words. After all, they had just paid for it, and no one with shame would do it like crossing a river and demolishing a bridge. So looking at the young master, Wang Bushu just giggled.
The three of them were very unhappy to be scolded as stingy. One of them wanted to point at the person's nose and scold him, but the raised arm turned into two. Don't misunderstand that the Ming Empire is a place of law. Beating people That's wrong. I saw this man quickly closing his hands into fists and saying, "It turns out to be Mr. Xie. I'm glad to meet you."
There are many people in Songjiang Prefecture who can be called Young Master, and there are also many people with the surname Xie, but there is only one who dares to call him Young Master Xie. Xie Xiaodong, the only son of Xie Xiangrong, the prefect of Songjiang, don't get me wrong, Xie Wendong is not related to him, and of course he is also a son. Dandy.
The virtue of Han is greater than that of an innocent child. Poisonous insects do not sting, ferocious beasts do not take hold, and snatching birds do not fight. The bones are weak and the muscles are soft but firm to hold. It means that people with deep morals are like babies with incredible abilities.
Although Xie Xiaodong is no longer young and can no longer be a baby, he still has super powers. For example, the people watching behind him have disappeared without a trace.
Wang Busui cursed in his heart, "Could this be the legendary broom star? Isn't he here to crack down on counterfeiters?"
Wang Busui's worries are unnecessary. The young master is very busy and has no time to do things for the public, and there is no salary.
"You said that you are all in business. Not to mention your wealth, you still have tens of thousands of taels of silver. Why are you so stingy when you do good things?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Xie said yes," a donor took out a few more banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into Wang Busui's hand.
The person wearing the fake gold chain also had to take out a few banknotes from his arms, including the person who said he had no money. Fifty articles. All of them were stuffed into Wang Busui's hands.
"Well, Mr. Xie, I suddenly remembered that there is still soup simmering on the stove. I'll leave first."
"Yes, yes, I also remembered it. The old man said that he died today and I will go back to prepare for the funeral."
"Yes, yes, I will go to the funeral, uh, no no, to accompany him. His old man is the brother-in-law of my sister-in-law's cousin."
The three people left in a hurry. Looking at the banknote in his hand, Wang Bushi was very happy. He originally thought it was a broom star, but he didn't expect it to be a fortune-seeking boy. This was considered robbing the rich to give to the poor. After thinking about it, I will give him a brocade coat with the three words "God of Wealth" written on it.
However, what made Wang Busui even happier was still behind.
Others wanted to leave when they saw this, but it was not that easy. Xie Xiaodong shouted sharply, "You just left like this."
"Ah" everyone stopped, and then took out a few pieces of broken silver from their arms with difficulty.
"Hmph, I'm really sending beggars away." Xie Xiaodong was very dissatisfied with the performance of this group of people. They were not enthusiastic about doing good things and had ideological problems.
Seeing these people smashing silver into bank notes, Wang Bushid grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears. As the actor of suffering, Fu Jia couldn't pretend anymore and was already overjoyed. With his beard raised and a smile on his face, he seemed to have ushered in the second spring of his life.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was not on the old man.
Dozens of silver notes came into Wang Bu's hand, and Wang Bu's was speechless. He just wanted to sigh from the bottom of his heart, "The people of the Ming Empire are so kind, and the Holy One is wise."
After paying the money and leaving, until the last person disappeared, Xie Xiaodong was like a supervisor, very responsible, and no one was left behind. A few wanted to cheat and took out three to five taels of silver, but they ended up kicking.
Wang Busheng made a rough estimate that his income this time would be close to ten thousand taels. If he did this once or twice a month, why would he be looking for a job? He was just looking for trouble.
Seeing everyone walking away, Xie Xiaodong looked at the banknote in Wang Busheng's hand and said with a smile: "Boy, your income is not bad today."
"Haha, haha, thank you for your patronage, uh, no, for taking care of me. Thanks to the young master for your help. I would like to thank you here."
Xie Xiaodong smiled mischievously, "Yeah, you're welcome. With such a big income, I should take some of the credit."
"Um, does this kid want to meet and share half of it?" After a moment of doubt, Wang Busheng immediately put a smile on his face, "Haha, you can see that the young master is a noble man. He comes from a famous family. Naturally, he can't see these stinking idiots." .
"Haha, who said that? People always have to eat, and eating always costs money. I just like smelling the smell." Naturally, Xie Xiaodong was not tempted by Wang Busheng.
"Ah, this kind of quirk is still popular among the wealthy circles of the Ming Empire." Thinking of the fearful look of those high-minded businessmen when they saw this man, Wang Busui was sure in his heart that this man was definitely not an ordinary person, and it was better not to offend him as much as possible. In order to live a better life, "How about 30-70 for you, 30-70 for you, 40-60 is also negotiable."
"Hehehe, you are the first one in Songjiang Prefecture who dares to bargain with me." Xie Xiaodong felt that his dignity had been greatly insulted. He sneered and snatched the banknotes from Wang Bushu's hand with both hands, "Humph, you are blind, kid. If you dare to negotiate terms with me, they are all mine."
"Ah, no, three or seven, you have seven and I have three, two or eight is fine, or one or nine, hey, sir, please save some." Looking at the departing figure, Wang Busheng sighed happily, "Another day of hard work has been in vain." Many people have too much helplessness in the face of power, and the male protagonist Wang Busheng is still the same.
