Chapter 38 A strange Hong Kong photographer?
He casually took out a few ten-dollar bills and said, "We are traveling from Hong Kong. These are enough for you to buy a new one. As for this one, please sell it to us."
Shi Qingqing didn't reach out to take the money, but picked up her clothes, patted them, and then put them on.
"I'm sorry, I'm cold too. Since you can buy new ones, go ahead and buy them. Don't waste time. It will get even colder when it gets dark."
Shi Qingqing packed up her things, tied them up one by one and took them away, even carefully pushing the broken bicycle to the other side.
"No, this woman is sick and can't understand what people say? She even took away all those junks. Did she think we would want them?"
"We really have no ill will towards this lady, you don't have to think too much about it."
The voices of a man and a woman sounded at the same time, and Shi Qingqing had already walked several meters away.
Seeing that these people stayed on the beach, Shi Qingqing was worried that they would raise their cameras again. It would be troublesome if they really wanted to take pictures of her.
She simply went to a farther place to sit and rest.
I was originally planning to just eat something casually, but now that I have some free time, I might as well cook a pot of instant noodles and eat it hot.
On the other side, a few people who already disliked the surrounding farm vegetables twitched their noses unconsciously when they smelled it.
No one knew what the few of them were talking about, but the person who greeted Shi Qingqing at the beginning came over to negotiate whether they could have a share of the pot.
Shi Qingqing was surprised, "You guys want to eat this instant noodles?"
He nodded. This lady, who claimed to be a literary young lady, always felt that farm vegetables were cooked without washing them, and was also afraid that the vegetables might contain unknown objects if they were just pulled out of the ground.
In comparison, packaged food makes her more trustworthy.
Shi Qingqing agreed: "Two pieces per pack, including hot water, but I only have two packs."
The man gave five yuan and asked for two bags. "No need to change, please cook for us, and wash the dishes, too. Don't use the water from the bottom. Sorry for the trouble."
Maybe he felt that he was asking for too much, so he just added another five dollars.
Shi Qingqing was happy to exchange the instant noodles worth less than two points for ten yuan in cash. She cooperated and quietly washed and scalded the dishes, boiled water to cook the noodles, and even added two eggs to the noodles for the ten yuan.
The people a few meters away were stunned: "Women from fishing villages these days bring their own eggs when they go out to fish?"
Bringing instant noodles and a pot was shocking enough, but they also brought eggs.
"She's probably one of the richest people in the village. Let's go to her house for dinner tonight. She looks very neat."
A pot of instant noodles was cooked. Shi Qingqing handed it to them and watched them let the lady eat first, but there was nothing left.
Then the man gave another twenty yuan, hoping that Shi Qingqing would get them some food.
Shi Qingqing could only bake steamed buns and cook four small crabs she had caught, and earned another twenty yuan.
Now, Shi Qingqing found them particularly pleasing to the eye.
After eating and drinking, Shi Qingqing washed the pot and tableware again and found that the bucket of water she had picked up on the way here had been used up.
It seems I need to buy some bread to fill my stomach at night.
I wonder if there are cream breads in the mall, and whether they taste better than the ones you buy in real life.
She was just imagining having buttered bread for dinner when she noticed the black cylinder coming towards her again.
She pulled her scarf and stood behind a rock.
The woman taking the photo over there obviously felt that the composition was not simple and had no artistic conception, so she called the man over and asked her to cooperate a little.
This is something that will appear in magazines and newspapers.
Maybe she can become famous because of this and get favored by other artists.
Shi Qingqing didn't understand this: "Sorry, I don't accept being photographed, especially without my consent."
Seeing that they could no longer coexist peacefully on this beach, Shi Qingqing lost her patience.
The man scratched his head helplessly and went back to persuade the other party.
The woman walked towards Shi Qingqing angrily, and it seemed that she wanted to explain the "situation" to her in person.
The moment she saw Shi Qingqing's face, she was silent for a few seconds.
Under Shi Qingqing's alert eyes, the woman suddenly slowed down her tone, with a hint of flattery in her voice. "Miss, I'm Linda from the Hong Kong Red Maple Photography Club. Nice to meet you."
He said, extending his hand for a handshake.
This reversal made the two people behind her look at each other in confusion, with questions in their eyes. What happened?
When Shi Qingqing was growing up, she rarely encountered this kind of handshake etiquette. No matter how close the relationship was, she would just say something like "Have you eaten?" or "How are you doing recently" to greet each other.
But have you ever seen a pig run even if you haven’t eaten pork?
She also raised her hand and shook hands with the other person.
"Why are there calluses on your hands? It must be very hard work."
Shi Qingqing: ...
She didn't understand what this meant.
Linda saw Shi Qingqing's doubts and immediately explained that she was not a strange person: "I am a photographer and I came to the mainland to sightsee with a friend of mine.
Because they always take me to places that are more urbanized, and I just want to find some primitive scenery, so I came here. When I was shooting before, I was attracted to you just because the composition was very artistic.
I mean, you're beautiful, and I want to take photos of you in the scenery, and I hope you can give me the chance."
Shi Qingqing's mouth twitched. It turned out that she was used for photo composition.
But she still refused.
I don’t know how many times I said “I’m sorry” and how many times I heard “I’m sorry” today.
"Hey! Don't be so hasty to refuse, pretty girl. Sorry, you guys here don't seem to be able to hear people calling you pretty or handsome. It's just a name over here...
If you are willing to let me take a photo, can I give you 100 yuan for each photo, or 200 yuan? I will only take 10 or 8 photos. "
She suddenly became so attentive that Shi Qingqing felt uneasy, but she was not going to do something she didn't want to do, so she refused again.
Linda looked a little dejected, thinking that it was her previous bad habits that had offended this natural beauty.
So they had to settle for the next best thing and asked if Shi Qingqing's house was nearby. They had not yet arranged dinner for tonight and hoped to go to her house for a quick meal.
"Look, five hundred yuan is enough for a meal for three of us?" Linda stuffed something into Shi Qingqing's hand.
It's money, five hundred-yuan notes.
It's as new as new money just taken out from the counter.
Shi Qingqing blinked. From the moment she saw them till now, it was the first time she felt that these people came from a big city.
Many employees in garment factories may not even earn 500 yuan a month, and that's earned by working on sewing machines every day.
She just needs to make a meal for three people now?
Even by the standards of New Year's Eve dinner, it's enough.
One of the people watching the show behind him understood. "I know why Linda suddenly changed her personality. She likes beauties that she likes the most. When she sees a beauty who is not wearing makeup and is also pleasing to the eye, she changes completely, like a lackey..."
"Shh, Linda just looked back at you."
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