At this moment, the person in the lower bunk rolled their eyes at Jiang He in the upper bunk and cursed in their local dialect: "How did I tell you? When you're out and about, don't ask too many questions, don't talk too much, and just do your own thing."
This person looks very cautious and fierce.
Ye Beiping noticed that both men were well-built and very robust, and he couldn't help but swallow.
If the highway robbers I encountered today were those two, I probably wouldn't have dared to make a move. Their muscles are so muscular, you wouldn't even be able to grab them by the collar. I'd probably only hurt my hand if I punched their muscles.
However, he still smiled politely and answered Jiang He's question: "Hello, my name is Ye Beiping. I'm in Wencheng to sell some leather shoes and bags."
"So you're just a street vendor." Jiang He seemed unconcerned about what the person on the lower bunk had said earlier, and muttered something before starting a conversation with Ye Beiping: "Not bad, brother. I heard you guys can make several times your initial investment by reselling like this."
No way.
Ye Beiping had just waved his hand and chuckled when the person in the lower bunk opposite him stood up and glared at Jiang He, saying, "Is this never going to end? Do you believe I'll send you back to your hometown?"
"Big brother..." Jiang He called out with a wronged expression.
Ye Beiping then realized that the person in the lower bunk was Jiang He's older brother.
Judging from this situation, it seems that the older brother is leading his younger brother out to make a living, and this living is probably not a legitimate business.
If it were just about getting some goods to sell, there wouldn't be this much caution.
Ye Beiping didn't want to have too much contact with such people. He wasn't sure what they really did, so not asking was the safest option.
He gave Jiang He a wry smile, shrugged, and lay down on his bed, placing his hands under his head.
After lying down for a while, I suddenly felt nauseous.
Ye Beiping then realized that his bed didn't have a blanket, while Jiang He and his brother, as well as the person in the lower bunk next to him, all had blankets.
"I don't think I'll have to prepare my own blankets, will I?" he muttered to himself, feeling a little annoyed.
In my past life, I didn't like to bring clothes when I went out, let alone blankets, which were simply a nuisance.
Basically, when we go out, we buy new things and bring them back; we don't carry large bags and small packages with us.
Whether Jiang He heard that muttering or not, he immediately said, "They don't provide blankets here. Didn't you bring any?"
"Jiang He?" Jiang Da Ge from the lower bunk had barely uttered a sound when he shouted at him.
Jiang He could only lie back down on the bed, dangling his legs and swinging them listlessly.
Ye Beiping looked at the two brothers and shook his head helplessly, thinking about how he would be sleeping on this wooden bed tonight, without a quilt or blanket.
I'm afraid that when I wake up the next day, I'll have a few more lines on my back.
The main problem is that at this time, the gaps between the bunk bed boards are still large, and you can easily reach down with one hand when you turn around.
Somewhat distressed, Ye Beiping could only sigh and place his bundle inside the bed to reserve the spot before getting up and leaving the room.
Downstairs, I saw Grandpa Qin wearing a white vest, sitting on a small stool, constantly scanning the people coming and going.
When he encounters someone he knows, he will greet them with a smile.
Ye Beiping smiled and stepped forward to ask, "Uncle Qin, I didn't bring any sheets or blankets with me when I came out. Do you have any extras? Could you lend me a set? I'll pay you."
As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, especially when you're asking someone for a favor, you have to put on a good show.
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Qin frowned, glanced at Ye Beiping, and thought for a moment before saying, "Yes, there is. How much money are you planning to give?"
When money was mentioned, his eyes lit up as he looked at Ye Beiping, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Forehead......
Suddenly, Ye Beiping realized that the old man Qin in front of him didn't seem like a good person.
He only smiles when he's offering you accommodation or when you give him money; otherwise, he acts like everyone owes him eight million.
Just like when he was scanning the passersby, his face fell when he saw people he didn't know well. If you didn't know him, you'd think he was an old detective catching thieves patrolling the street.
"Ahem, how about five cents a day?" Ye Beiping asked tentatively.
Upon hearing the price, Grandpa Qin immediately frowned: "Five cents? Do you think I'm a beggar? Less than a dollar? No way! I'm worried you might have some disease that you might infect others with.
"This..." Ye Beiping began to mutter to himself.
What kind of heartless boss?
Is it really necessary to charge so much for just borrowing a sheet and blanket?
However, since we were on someone else's turf, Ye Beiping thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Qin, I just need a sheet and a mattress pad underneath. I don't want the blanket. How about five cents? I promise to return it to you clean and spotless."
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