Seeing his family members' expressions as if they were facing a great enemy, Fang Zhiyi was also embarrassed.
"Well, I went out for a walk and found that there are quite a few street vendors recently. The business is pretty good." Fang Zhiyi said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but Brother Fang frowned and said, "Please explain clearly."
Fang Zhiyi chuckled: "I don't have a job, so I want to set up a stall."
Cuixia sneered, "You're waiting here just to get money, right?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "Yes, I need some capital."
As soon as the money was mentioned, the whole family fell silent, and the second sister lowered her head even lower.
After a while, Father Fang asked sullenly, "How much do you want?"
Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath and stretched out a palm.
"A hundred? You might as well go and rob!" exclaimed Cuixia.
Fang Zhiyi shook his head.
The eldest brother frowned: "Ten? Not a small amount..."
Fang Zhiyi curled his lips: "A piece."
Several eyes were fixed on him.
"A piece?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded: "I'll do it right away. It just so happens that I can make something myself."
Achievement! Unlocked the hand-cranked lamp! (I had related experience in the previous world, and Fang Zhiyi made further modifications)
In the end, Fang's mother took out a wrinkled ten-dollar bill from her bosom and handed it to Fang Zhiyi.
No one in the family spoke.
After dinner, Fang Zhiyi packed up and prepared to go out when she heard her elder brother and sister-in-law arguing.
"What will he do? Do you really think he can live a good life? How many times? Huh? Ever since I married into your family, I've been cleaning his ass every day!"
"What can you do with just a dollar?" The eldest brother's voice sounded a little unsure.
"That's because he knows you can't afford more! Just wait and see!"
Fang Zhiyi lowered his head and left in a hurry. Having traveled through so many worlds, he had never felt as embarrassed as he did today.
After entering the scrap yard with a few dollars, Fang Zhiyi began to patiently search through the junk. The old man at the scrap yard looked at him with amusement: "Fang boy, are you free to come here treasure hunting today?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "Yeah, it's a bit of a hobby."
"Oh? I thought you had no other hobbies besides fooling around."
Fang Zhiyi shut his mouth. Don't mention it. The glorious deeds of the angels have probably spread far and wide. In this day and age, there are not many entertainment activities. Dancing and gambling are popular, and the rest is gossip about other people's families.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the old man continued to talk to himself: "I am also an old man, but I still want to say a few words to you. Your family's life was so good, but you, a kid, ruined it beyond recognition."
Fang Zhiyi stood up, glanced at the old man, and grinned: "I have to suffer some losses. I have learned my lesson."
The old man was stunned. He didn't expect that this guy was not only not angry, but also seemed quite honest. It seems that the rumor was wrong?
Fang Zhiyi knew very well that in the plot, the old man had also lectured Qianyu. Qianyu, who was holding a grudge, teamed up with other gangsters to steal a lot of things in the middle of the night. To be honest, he felt quite sorry for the old man.
One of them was bending over to look through something, while the other was sitting and smoking, chatting idly. The old man had an illusion that the tone of the boy in front of him was very similar to those old scholars, no, even more steady.
But he still shook his head, he was also old.
Fang Zhiyi searched for a long time and actually found a lot of useful accessories.
"Uncle, how much are these things?"
The old man took a look and waved his hand: "Take it. Just be a good boy and don't make trouble in the future."
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