"Master, don't be anxious. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
"Can I eat hot food at my age? It may shorten my lifespan."
"Well, the old man still knows some common sense about medicine." You can't underestimate anyone. Wang Busheng continued, "They are pitiful, and we are even more pitiful than them."
"Let me cut off my legs. What kind of bullshit is this?" Obviously self-harm is not something everyone wants.
"Of course it's a lie to cut off one's own legs." Wang Bushu was still unwilling to do anything too bloody, as it would affect his appetite.
"Isn't this a lie?"
"Well, Master, can we have a good communication?"
"Your method is not good and it is wrong to lie to people." The moral bottom line of the wealthy party is still very good.
Wang Bushi felt insulted by his sincere contempt for the young lady's memorial arch, "Well, master, you can think of your own solution."
"Oh, don't, don't, I'm joking. A black cat or a white cat is a good cat if it catches mice. It's understandable to use some means to achieve the goal," Fu Jiafang hurriedly advised, comforting himself.
"Uh," Wang Busui was very surprised. These words were not original in the 20th century. They were said by a great man. Could it be that the great man was the old man who traveled through time? He dared not look directly at this scene.
"Cross your legs, tie them with a rope, and then put on some fatter pants. I don't think anyone will take off your pants, Master, on the street."
"It's that simple," the wealthy party is still worried. After all, most people in society are numb now. Those who are capable have no sympathy, and those who are sympathetic have no ability to give charity.
"I'm not finished yet"
"Can you finish it in one breath? I'm in a hurry."
"Okay, okay, gaining sympathy is the first step. The next step is to make people feel the same way, as if the person begging is you. You will change your body immersively and feel what it feels like to be a beggar."
Fu Jiafang's little eyes blinked, like a child listening to a story, with a strong thirst for knowledge.
"Next, I'll teach you another song,"
Men suffer from tiredness
Will shed tears too
Will also need comfort from the world
It doesn't matter
Know what is wrong and what is right in my heart
Men like roses
You are Hanmei
more beautiful than roses
Life will not let you wither
too much bitterness
You will be a little haggard
Sometimes I get drunk
Sometimes my heart breaks
Sometimes I have a home and can’t go back
Life is like a ghost cheating
Queuing up in the human world
no clean water
Who will be who?
Birds fly aimlessly
There is no way to retreat but to move forward.
Day and night, year after year
I know you will be the most beautiful thing about me
Intoxicated by your tenderness
Holding the winter plum
Regardless of whether life is wrong or right
The whole world doesn't matter to me except you
The cold wind blows again
recall your beauty
Wipe my tears
After singing, Wang Busheng couldn't help but cheer for himself. The song rhymed with the front and back, and it even sang out the hardship and helplessness of countless men. It is not easy for a man. A man is the sky of the family, the rock that supports the sky, and the spring of survival. The ups and downs of life can only be endured by one person alone. A man can only know how to bury more words in his heart. It’s true growing up. A man's silence more often represents helplessness.
There should be applause at this moment, and it should be loud. So Wang Bushi shifted his gaze to the old man's face. Full of expectations.
The rich man's eyes were bright, and he was also full of expectations. Well, talking about such an elegant art of music with an old man is different from playing the piano with an old man.
"Hey, Master, come to your senses."
"Ah, you're done".
"It's over"
"there is none left"
Wang Bushi nodded, "No more."
"I guess that won't work. If I have a relationship at such an old age, would it be disrespectful to me to be old? It would be embarrassing."
Wang Busheng was very angry when his lyrics were despised, "Master, love does not distinguish between ages. Besides, this song is not only about feelings, but also a man's hardship, sadness, and yearning for a better life. Feelings are just Incidental”.
“This will work”
"I promise that I can do it. I can cut off my legs to win sympathy. You can also add this lyrics to make everyone feel the same. This is double insurance to ensure that I can do it."
“What to do if it doesn’t work”
"Uh, no, I'll treat you to egg fried rice."
"No, don't eat today."
It is very simple to cut off the legs by oneself. No sword or knife is needed, and the scene is not bloody. Just seeing the old man's hairy thighs made Wang Busui feel nauseated.
The memory of the elderly is not very good, so Wang Busheng wrote the lyrics on paper and led Fu Jia to read it three times before letting the old man leave with confidence. Wang Busheng was serious about his work.
After sending the old man away, the small courtyard became quiet again. Since Lao Bu Sheng is doing well now, Wang Bu Sheng is not in a hurry to find him. Fu Jia is right, he is truly powerful when he is strong.
You can’t be a high-ranking official, but you have to be rich. As a time-travelling person, he has been more than 180 years old and has achieved nothing. He has no career of his own, let alone an official position. It really loses the face of time-traveling people. It is the hindrance of people who travel through time. Therefore, Wang Busheng decided to start his own career. Become NO.1 among time travellers.
If you want to be rich, you cannot get rich by hard work. You will never get rich by working hard for others. Maximizing profits is the survival philosophy of every boss. They will only endlessly squeeze employees and give limited property to gain unlimited profits. In terms of value, there are no fathers and sons or relatives in the shopping mall.
Therefore, Wang Busui decided to start his own business. The idea of turning brown sugar into white sugar has always been in his mind. This is a very good business opportunity. After all, white sugar tastes good, and it only has a few more procedures than brown sugar. The method is still very simple. , is also closely related to the people, sales are not a problem, and getting rid of poverty and becoming well-off is definitely not a problem.
In order to kill with one blow and succeed in one blow, Wang Bushit decided to adjust the market first and understand the business dynamics and market rules before he could take the next step.
When he went out and locked his door, there was nothing unexpected. The next door was full of people. His senior sister's business was so good that Wang Busui was very envious.
Walking through the crowd, Wang Busui walked towards the downtown area. Officials did not repair the yamen. Not only did the officials not repair the yamen, but even the layout and planning of the city rarely changed. The only change was that the main road was repaired, and Most of them are still image projects. The buildings on both sides of the main road are okay. On the inside, they are ordinary wooden buildings. They are in disrepair and it is very insecure to live there. There are not so many cars and cars on some main roads. For pedestrians, it is difficult to imagine that this is a relatively developed and wealthy county.
Wang Busheng did not stop too much, but walked towards the market. The market in the Ming Empire was different from the market in the 21st century. There was no unified planning. The clothes sellers were together and the meat sellers were together. Instead, they were one street. There are shops on both sides, selling everything. I really didn’t see much, only what I didn’t expect. There are people who sell daily necessities, there are fortune tellers and doctors, and there are even people who have breast augmentation and double eyelid surgery. The sanitary conditions are unimaginable to Wang Bushit.
Wang Busheng came to a grocery store, and the purpose was naturally to buy brown sugar. It was impossible to buy brown sugar and only sell brown sugar, as well as some dried longan and jujube products.
I saw the words "operate with integrity and give back to customers" written on the grocery store. Judging from the handwriting, it must be a time-honored brand. The kind that is passed down from family to family.
There is a counter in front of the store, and a dazzling array of products behind it. As soon as Wang Bushaji stepped onto the steps, a shop assistant came forward and said, "Sir, what do you need?"
Before Wang Busheng had time to answer, he heard a woman behind the counter shout, "What guest, Liu Mei, you are blind, aren't you just a beggar?"
"Um" Wang Busheng looked confused, looked behind him, and then looked at himself. Well, the beggar was scolding him. Although the clothes were washed last night, they still had many holes after being worn for a long time. They were worse than the beggar. Pretending is not much better,
"Auntie, you misunderstood, I am not a beggar." Being scolded as a beggar king will not make you angry. Those who do not know are not guilty. It is understandable that some people are blind.
"Stinky beggar, who are you calling aunt? I am eighteen years old and as beautiful as a flower."
She is as beautiful as a flower. Wang Bushui really can’t compliment her. This flower must be shabby enough. Otherwise, how can she match her beauty? This is not to belittle ugly people. After all, the appearance is given by her parents and cannot be decided by herself. Although she is going under the knife now Plastic surgery is becoming more and more popular and accepted by everyone, but the technology is still immature. Accidents often occur in which people are killed by plastic surgery, and the more plastic surgery, the uglier they become. Dogs don’t think the family is poor, and sons don’t think the mother is ugly. They love their own faces and talents. It's true love.
Commenting on a person's appearance is an insult to a person. Wang Bushit didn't want to insult anyone, but when he saw his wife's face, it didn't look like an eighteen-year-old face, but she looked very much like eighty-eight. The forehead is large, the eyes are small, which are the legendary mouse eyes, and the bridge of the nose, well, the bridge of the nose is still invisible, because the face is full of flesh, and there are only two holes in the nose. This image is very similar to the alien creatures in beautiful Chinese blockbusters.
"Sister, you misunderstood, I am not a beggar." Wang Busheng emphasized again.
"Go away, go away, I'm not blind, I've seen people like you a lot, hurry up and get out," the woman looked at the shop assistant next to her, and scolded, "Liu Mei., what are you doing here, why don't you chase him away?" Go away, the air in the store has been polluted by him, and you are responsible for affecting the store's wealth."
The shop assistant named Liu Mei felt helpless and walked up to Wang Busheng and said, "I'm sorry, my aunt is not in a good mood. Please come back another day."
The young man is a few years older than Wang Busheng. He has a fair face and no beard. Of course he is not a eunuch. He is just a bit better-looking. In comparison, Liu Mei's attitude is much better.
"Your aunt and uncle are here."
The young man was stunned, then shook his head, "It's unlikely, my aunt's aunt should have died a long time ago."
At such an old age, Wang Busui felt the same way. His aunt should have died long ago.
"Liu Mei, what are you muttering about? Do you think you don't want to do it anymore? Why don't you drive him away?"
Liu Mei was also helpless. How could she do business like this? "My guest, why don't you come back next time?"
No, if you can't force sell, you can't force buy. Wang Busheng could only come out of the grocery store.
I heard a woman's voice coming from behind, "Liu Mei, put a sign at the door. Dogs and disheveled people are not allowed in."
Well, I was despised to the extreme today, and Wang Bu died with a look of helplessness on his face.
People depend on their clothes. This world is still about face, and it is also a world about appearance. If you dress gorgeously, even if your bank debt is more than the lice on a cow, you will still receive the respect you deserve. On the contrary, even if you have several apartments in the capital, you are plainly dressed and the clothes you wear are cheap. Dude, you will only receive contempt. This is why wearing gold, silver, and jewelry pendants are so popular in the 21st century. After all, this is visible wealth, a standard accessory for the upper class, and it will be swollen on the same day. There are no longer a few people who pretend to be fat. For example, a passerby who gave alms to the King of Immortal Silver.
