I never thought that one day, I would be able to write my name on such a clean white paper, although it only took up a very small space.
The beggar tried hard to remember the appearance of the three words, then ran away quickly.
Seeing this, the onlookers also came forward one after another to line up.
At the beginning, he would show the silver to the scholar, but after the scholar reminded him several times that he didn't need to show it to him.
The people behind were thrown directly into the wooden box and then reported their names.
The beggar here pushed open a broken door, and the people inside immediately surrounded him.
"Brother, how is it? Did it succeed? Did the county government take it?"
There were more than a dozen beggars gathered in the small yard, some of them looked only seven or eight years old.
Yang Dashu distributed the copper coins in his arms to everyone, "If you succeed, hurry up and line up. Your name will be written on a white paper!"
"Really? Then wouldn't it be possible to know how to write my own name?"
"Brother, did you remember your name?"
Yang Dashu didn't remember it clearly, but he still took a branch and drew a rough outline on the ground.
"Wow, so that's Big Brother's name!"
"I want to go too. I want to see what my name is."
Yang Dashu asked everyone to line up quickly, and he followed suit.
After the price of food in the city went up, life became difficult for beggars like them.
If I had met someone who was generous before, I might not have to beg for food for a whole year.
But now, there is no such good thing.
However, the takeaways in the city are sometimes too busy, and beggars can still find work.
But before working, I had to be taken away to wash up.
Otherwise, when you send food to me, people will look down on you.
The beggars under Yang Dashu are always looked down upon when they go out to work because they are young.
Sometimes, I would be bullied by other beggars.
After Yang Dashu kindly saved a beggar, more and more little beggars gathered around him.
Fortunately, compared with other beggars, Yang Dashu had a small, shabby house on the ground.
This is already very impressive. After all, no matter how powerful other beggars are, they don’t have a house and can only make their homes everywhere.
So the children worked together and patched up the originally dilapidated house so that it looked like a home.
Now, everyone can donate a penny!
Yang Dashu expressed that he was very proud and that he, as the boss, was doing a great job!
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