Chapter 1037 I Don’t Accept This
The middle-aged man paused for a moment upon hearing this, then lowered his head and said calmly, "I did get the job, but our kind of business isn't like the kind where you sit in an office and can rest for a few days. If I don't come out, I don't have any money. How will my family survive? I have no choice but to come out and try my luck."
As soon as the uncle said this, Li Jiaming's fans immediately jumped out to mock the netizen who had previously blamed the stall owner for "running out to do business at a time like this" and "valuing money over life," clamoring for him to come out and experience the hardships of life.
Li Jiaming was very pleased to hear him say that.
The biggest taboo for someone like him who does live streaming is that the content lacks topicality and conflict. Now that the uncle has said these things, the buzz has instantly increased.
People generally sympathize with the vulnerable. Many people were already dissatisfied with being forced to stay at home, and now, after being provoked by the uncle's words, their empathy kicked in and their anger flared up.
The supporters who were initially being suppressed suddenly straightened up and seized the opportunity to fight back.
How could Li Jiaming miss this opportunity? He quickly tried to justify his actions today: "Uncle, you've had it tough too. But even if you come out to sell barbecue as usual, the customers are still locked up in the neighborhood and can't come out. Tonight, we'll probably be the only customers you get. After we finish eating, you should pack up and go home."
Sure enough, as soon as he said that, the live stream was flooded with donation notifications, and the screen was filled with praise for his good looks and kind heart, making him so happy that he almost burst out laughing.
The uncle waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's alright, it's alright, I'll wait a bit longer, someone else will come eventually."
Li Jiaming sighed helplessly, shook his head, and didn't try to persuade him any further.
The barbecue was served quickly, much faster than the barbecue stalls they had eaten at before. It was grilled very well, and the aroma was even stronger than what they had smelled before.
Only then did Li Jiaming and the others begin to believe that the stall owner had indeed been doing this for a long time, and that he was skilled and proficient.
The group ate and chatted for a long time, not forgetting to make sarcastic remarks about the person who issued the notice and the crowd who obeyed the rules and stayed at home, afraid to go out.
"If you ask me, there's no way there could be ghosts in this world. Those who claim to have seen ghosts must have done something wrong, which is why they're so suspicious and afraid of encountering ghosts themselves."
"There's a saying, 'If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear.' You bunch of cowards, you deserve to just watch us eat now."
The one who spoke was the long-haired girl who had spoken first. It was clear that she came from the wealthiest family among them, as she spoke with a somewhat condescending air.
Upon hearing her say this, the people around her quickly chimed in, visibly praising her.
Viewers in the live stream who disapproved of them had already started cursing, and Xiao Jihui's lips twitched involuntarily when he saw this.
If their guess is correct, these people are now acting in front of the main culprit, courting death to this extent, which is truly unparalleled!
Barbecue is something that gets boring if you order too much, but if you don't order a lot, you won't be full.
The group decided to save their food for exploring other places, hoping to stumble upon other food stalls, so they didn't order too much.
The group chatted and laughed as they ate for a while and then finished. Seeing this, the stall owner took the initiative to ask, "Are you full? Would you like to order anything else?"
Li Jiaming and the others hurriedly waved their hands: "No, no, we ate dinner before coming here, we're already very full."
"Full?" Upon hearing this, the stall owner suddenly revealed a strange smile. "Then it's my turn."
"What?" Li Jiaming didn't quite catch what the other person said and thought he was asking how much the food cost, so he asked in return, "We've finished eating, let's settle the bill. Boss, could you please calculate how much all this costs?"
"These things total 30 billion."
Li Jiaming assumed the stall owner had quoted 310 yuan and thought it was too expensive. Although there were five of them, they hadn't ordered much, so it was hard not to feel that the stall owner was ripping them off.
But considering that he was still live-streaming and had received a lot of tips tonight, he decided not to haggle with the stall owner. Instead, he took out his phone and said, "Three hundred and one, right? Where's the QR code? I'll transfer it to you."
"I don't accept this."
Li Jiaming was stunned: "You don't accept bank transfers? You want cash? But I don't have any cash with me."
As if remembering something, Li Jiaming turned to the others and asked, "Do you have any cash on you? If so, please help pay, and I'll transfer the money to you directly."
The group looked at each other, wondering who still carried cash these days. Luckily, one of the boys had just visited a relative and received a red envelope as a gift.
Adding the cash that the others had, it came to exactly 310.
Li Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief and handed the collected cash to the stall owner.
The stall owner still refused to accept it, only replying, "I don't accept this."
Li Jiaming's face darkened instantly: "You don't accept QR codes, and you don't accept cash, so what are you accepting?"
"Ghost money".
The atmosphere instantly turned cold as soon as the stall owner finished speaking.
It literally got colder. Just a moment ago it felt a bit stuffy, but suddenly our body temperature dropped, and a chilling wind blew in, making everyone shiver.
"What happened? Why all of a sudden..."
The long-haired girl's words were abruptly cut off, replaced by an excessively shrill scream.
The live stream screen shook violently with the scream, finally settling on the stall owner's blood-soaked, grotesque head.
With a snap, it went black.
The viewers in the live stream were stunned for a long time before they reacted. Looking at the dark live stream room, a chill ran down their spines.
Seeing this, Xiao Jihui couldn't help but shudder and jumped to his feet.
Just as I was about to call and urge the rescue team, the office door was suddenly pushed open with a bang.
"Vice Minister, we've found it!"
Xiao Jihui paused slightly in his grip on the phone: "What did you find out?"
"We've found out who the barbecue stall owner is and who he is."
The visitor placed the documents on Xiao Jihui's desk and pointed to the photo on them, saying, "This man's surname is Zhao, and he is indeed from H City, but he was born in xx year."
Xiao Jihui's eyes narrowed slightly: "Born in xx year, then he must be almost a hundred years old now?"
"Yes."
“But he looks to be only in his early fifties.”
“I think the reason he looks so young is because he died fifty years ago.”
"He died fifty years ago?"
Although he knew that the stall owner was very likely not human, Xiao Jihui never expected that he was actually an old ghost who had been dead for fifty years!
(End of this chapter)
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