They did what they said. Early the next morning, Zhao Si followed Old Man Chen to the park entrance.
Old man Chen came early today and chose a conspicuous spot. He then took out his payment code sign and placed it there. This was what he did when he was a homeless man begging for money on the street.
Zhao Si looked at the sign, not quite understanding it, but didn't ask. He listened to Old Man Chen, put down his bag, and started playing. Soon, the elderly men and women who were out for morning exercises were attracted by him and gathered around him, watching with great interest and cheering from time to time.
Seeing that everyone was enjoying the show, Old Man Chen began to play the victim in a vivid way, "This little brother is really pitiful. He passed by us a few days ago and his wallet was stolen as soon as he got off the bus. He also lost his phone and ID card! He hasn't eaten or drunk anything in three days. The poor guy almost drank the water from Cuizhu Lake last night! You can see that water is drinkable, right? But if he doesn't drink it, he will starve to death!"
As he spoke, Old Man Chen picked up the payment code on the ground and said, "I was thinking about how to help him earn some living expenses and travel expenses. I thought about it all night and finally came up with this idea of making money by performing boxing. Brothers and sisters, please be kind and chip in a few dollars to help him so that he can save enough money for the journey and return home sooner."
Zhao Si was looking very impressive in the middle, his fists were powerful and powerful, very domineering and likable. Moreover, Zhao Si was only twenty years old, and although he was tall and had long legs, he still had some puffy cheeks, which made him look very gentle and kind.
He was young and good-looking, and he won the hearts of the old ladies and sisters around him. His powerful and handsome boxing skills won the hearts of the old men and men. After being exaggerated by old man Chen, everyone's sympathy turned into RMB, and they readily took out their mobile phones to scan the code to transfer money.
Five dollars, ten dollars, twenty dollars, and some even give fifty or one hundred dollars. It's no wonder that these people are rich. They spend dozens or hundreds of dollars casually, which is really painful.
Zhao Si didn't know that Old Man Chen had made up a melodramatic and pitiful experience for him, otherwise he would definitely not agree. It's okay to perform, but it's not okay to cheat people. This is what his master taught him.
Old man Chen looked at the endless stream of money coming into his mobile phone with great delight, his eyes twitching with joy, but he was still trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to collapse.
Fortunately, the set of punches finally ended.
Zhao Si saluted everyone, glanced at the empty ground first, and then looked at Old Man Chen. Old Man Chen nodded slightly, and Zhao Si was instantly so happy that he forgot himself.
Beef noodles! He can eat beef noodles!
Zhao Si bowed to the old men and women with even greater sincerity, and the old men and women who saw this liked him even more.
After the boxing match, the old men and women dispersed, some exercising, some shopping. Old man Chen checked the balance on his phone: 1082! In just a short while, he had earned 1082!
This is much easier than him going out and playing the victim!
Although he could earn 1,800 yuan a day by playing the victim, he had to tie his legs to pretend to be disabled, kneel down and kowtow, and in order to make it look real, he couldn't eat, drink or go to the toilet. He didn't want to play the victim unless he really couldn't survive. Otherwise, with an income of 1,800 yuan a day, he couldn't live in the park.
"Little brother, this money is easy to earn," Old Man Chen muttered silently in his heart. It seems that no matter what you do, it is very important to have a special skill! !
Zhao Si put on his small bag and asked excitedly, "Uncle, how much money did you earn just now?"
Old Man Chen glanced at WeChat again, raised two fingers and gestured, "200."
"Two hundred!" Zhao Si was very happy. He quickly calculated in his mind. A pancake costs eight yuan. He earned two hundred yuan. That's enough to buy twenty-five pancakes!
"Uncle, how much is a bowl of beef noodles?"
"20, right? I haven't had beef noodles in a long time. I wonder if the price has increased."
"Ten bowls! Two hundred is enough for ten bowls of beef noodles! Uncle, you are so awesome!" Zhao Si's eyes sparkled and he was full of admiration for Old Man Chen.
"Haha, haha." Old man Chen smiled stiffly and touched his nose.
"By the way, take out your phone and I'll transfer the money to you."
"Cellphone? What's a cellphone? Can't you just give me the money? I only need one hundred, and the other one hundred is yours."
Hearing that he didn't have a cell phone, Old Man Chen was stunned for a moment. This guy didn't have a cell phone or an ID card. Could he have just been released from prison? He was muttering to himself, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he gave up the idea. Judging from his character, he should not be a treacherous and evil person.
"It's okay. If you don't have a phone, I'll get you some cash later. I'm old and don't need money much, so take the 200 and treat me to a bowl of beef noodles. I'll come with you again in the future, just make sure you keep me fed!"
"Mm-hmm! Uncle, you are such a good person." Zhao Si was deeply moved and raised his hand to swear: "Uncle, don't worry! As long as I, Zhao Si, have a bite to eat, I will never let you go hungry!"
"Okay, okay, good boy."
Old Man Chen took Zhao Si to an ATM to withdraw 200 yuan for him, and then took him to eat beef noodles. The beef noodles were still 20 yuan a bowl. Old Man Chen ate 2 bowls and Zhao Si ate 3 bowls. In one meal, half of Zhao Si's assets were eaten up.
Zhao Si reluctantly gave away the Mao Zedong portrait he had just met, and secretly vowed to fight harder tomorrow!
For several days, Old Man Chen took Zhao Si to practice boxing at the park entrance, and they earned about 10,000 yuan. Of course, Zhao Si only got 1,500 yuan, and the rest was in Old Man Chen's WeChat.
Zhao Si was extremely happy as he watched his pockets getting fatter day by day. He never thought that Old Man Chen would embezzle his money and eat happily every day.
When he had almost eaten up all the food on the street, Old Man Chen felt it was time to move to another place. After a few days, he had made up a story about performing to earn money for the journey home. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was enough. If he continued to perform here, he would be exposed.
Old man Chen took Zhao Si to another place, sat on the bus, and passed through the streets of Yanjing, big and small. Zhao Si finally got a preliminary understanding of this prosperous capital.
It’s different here, it’s different from the mountain, it’s different from what the brothers and sisters said, it’s completely different from what he imagined!!
But he likes this place, likes the various kinds of food here, likes those strange-looking but fast-running cars, and likes the little square called a mobile phone, which has sound and pictures, and is said to be able to contact people from far away.
He must make a lot of money, and when he returns to the mountain, he must bring all these back to show his master!
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