One month passed in a flash. Except for the unusual temperature this month, life has been ordinary. I refrained from going to the coffee shop. But I feel calmer. With the sale of Four-clawed Flameweed, I feel that miracles still happen in life. I should continue to delve deeper into several other strange volumes, and maybe I will gain more. If someday someone from the upper class comes again, finds something weird, and rewards me with three thousand taels of silver, then I can buy a small three-bedroom apartment. Even if it is only thirty taels, it is my income for almost three months. This is a shortcut. Thinking of this makes me more motivated. Although the writing is obscure and difficult to understand, if I read a little bit a day, I will gradually get better. Occasionally, after dark, I would stand outside the coffee shop in a very lonely manner, carrying a big bag full of medicinal materials, watching from a distance as the lights came on in the coffee shop, people were intoxicated, people were stronger than pigs, and their faces were as red as peach blossoms. . Then tell yourself, don’t suffer from unrequited love for a young lady who is not worthy of you. He should be blind to what is going on outside the window and only focus on reading the books left behind. After feeling sad for a while, I followed Ah Q's example. If she was so good, how could she be willing to work as a waitress? She must have worked hard to do something big, and at least she would have been a foreman or something. She doesn't deserve me. Although it's midsummer, the weather is cool and it's like autumn.
On this day, I was setting up a stall to sell health-care medicinal materials. Following the lights in the square, I took the opportunity to look through the silent books of those incomparable heavenly books. I was doing a small business when I suddenly received a notice that starting from tomorrow, there will be a three-day civilized inspection. Shops outside the shop are prohibited, and all vendors are not allowed to do business. I sighed, when can I get enough for the down payment? When can we live a better life? When will I be able to afford even a cheap four-wheeler? Although the single girl who sells clothes next door comes to talk to her when she has nothing to do, I still have no interest in dealing with it. Maybe I am more carefree. Sometimes I still think of Feifei who has left long ago, and sometimes I also think of the girl in the cafe. Sometimes, He actually remembered that Xiao Qian, whom he only met once, should be called "Nanke Qianxun". What a dreamy name, I don’t know if it’s fake.
"Wu Yong, I have a big deal, come with me." A pleasant voice vibrated my eardrums, stimulated my nerves, and a lot of dopamine was secreted in my brain. When I looked up, I thought it was a dream, and it turned out to be Xiao Qian, wearing a sports suit, showing perfection to the fullest, wearing a hat, standing alone in front of my stall, looking at me expressionlessly. "What kind of business? What kind of rare treasures do you want? I'm happy to help." Although I was very happy, I felt that things were not that simple. The old one is gone and the young one is here. What kind of drama are they singing? But when I think about it again, no matter what happens behind the scenes, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a little loser from the bottom of society who is short of money. As long as you make money, you can do whatever you like with other things if you have the ability. "Go to the mountains to collect herbs now?" "No, go to your residence. Let's talk first." "How about we go to a coffee shop, tea restaurant or something like that?" "No, just go to where you live." I With a confused look on his face, he put away the stall and took Xiaoqian with him, awkwardly walking to the demolition and resettlement house 500 meters away. Although the environment there is not very good, the rent is cheap. When I walked to the gate of the community, I saw someone dragging a cart of watermelons for sale. I could tell at a glance that the watermelon was filled with oil cakes and no hormones. So I picked one that was ripe and only cost twenty cents.
When I got to my apartment, I opened the door and invited Xiao Qian in. I said by the way, "It's shabby and shabby inside. Don't mind." Although I felt extremely uncomfortable, I still refrained from revealing anything. After entering the door, Xiao Qian looked around and stopped at a few pots of flowers, an external sound card and a set of speakers. "It doesn't smell bad. You're still growing flowers. I can't tell you're so rich. This set of speakers costs at least two hundred taels of silver. It's not worthy of this place." ." I muttered in my heart, this is my savings from three years abroad. "You sit down, the stool is clean. I'll cut a watermelon to eat. This watermelon must be delicious." I moved the electric fan, took out the fruit knife, and prepared to cut the watermelon. "No, look at the name on this page." , do you know me?" I took the paper, and the delicate and beautiful handwriting came into view. Flame-eating thorns, wind-fixing leaves, ground claws, red golden flowers, dead stem vegetables, and saliva-gathering vines! I looked at Xiaoqian in shock. "Eat a piece of watermelon. Can you tell me what you want these for?" "You don't have to worry about it." Xiao Qian threw me a banknote. This is one hundred taels. There will be another one hundred taels when the things come. "I cut a piece of watermelon and put it in front of Xiaoqian. Then I walked to the speaker and turned on the song "my mi".
d's eye》. "This money is a huge amount of money to me, but I don't dare to make it like this. At least, can you tell me that you understand their use?" "Have you ever gone to school?" "I only went to an ordinary university. That's all." "I just want to use them to do what they can do." "Then have you mastered their habits and side effects?" "No." "Eat watermelon, the one I picked will definitely be delicious, and the gods will do it. I love food. How about I tell you their functions and side effects first, and then you decide whether to want them or not?" "The songs you play are very nice." "The siren is a master at seducing people. How can anyone take the bait if it sounds so ugly? ." "Watermelons are indeed delicious. Let's talk about their functions." I threw a pack of unopened handkerchiefs on the table: "Scientifically speaking, they can temporarily stimulate people's hidden functions and see beyond visible light. In this way, you can see some things that you can't usually see. Superstitiously speaking, it means opening the eyes of the sky. I think you must know that it can open the eyes of the sky?" Xiao Qian nodded slightly. "However, I guess you don't understand its side effects. Because people's bodies are different, it is impossible to control its specific action time and effect, and it is impossible to obtain the expected effect. Generally, people who have no physical foundation use it excessively for a certain purpose. It will lead to mental breakdown. Just imagine what life would be like if an ordinary person often sees abnormal things and cannot change or eliminate these things." Xiao Qian sighed, "I know. How soon can they Put it all together?" "Okay, three days. At this time three days later, I will get everything together." "No, I will come back in two days. I can only wait two days." "Okay, two days, I hope these two days Please think about it again." "Thank you for the watermelon. Goodbye." "I'll take you out of the community." Xiao Qian hesitated for a second: "I know him myself."
Looking at Xiaoqian's leaving figure, I began to hesitate whether to change places. This world is too crazy. Maybe someone will die. At this time, the singing continued, and the beautiful voice "you will
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d." I sighed. I can't stop the rich and powerful from playing whatever games they want. What a pity for this beautiful young lady. But for a person like me, money is what I need most. I can't take care of myself well, I still worry about the country and the people, and I worry about other noble ladies. Isn't this a man who eats cornbread and plans to donate money to buy a beautiful girl with linen and wax bottoms? Is it possible that I want to learn from Fan Zhongyan and worry about the world first? And worry about enjoying the world after all? Get some rest early, we have to go into the mountains tomorrow. Oops, I haven’t eaten the watermelon yet. How happy it would be to be a melon-eater who doesn’t know the truth and listen to high-quality music. Conscience Player Ah, don’t cheat us diaosi’s money, and let us listen to all kinds of high-quality music.
