Chapter 024 Gold Ingot
Qin Mengmeng stared at her phone in a daze, not knowing how to respond.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and gave a silly smile back.
Play dumb.
Anyway, Qin Chuan just sent a photo over, and it seems that he is in relatively good mental condition at the moment.
Qin Mengmeng was very worried deep down.
She couldn't stay away from home forever. Sooner or later, Qin Chuan would catch her and settle accounts with her. She could only hope that he would recover over time.
Although this possibility is not very high and seems cruel...
If she wasn't cruel to Qin Chuan, she would be a bit cruel to herself.
How should she explain to the other party that the suicide note she wrote was actually purely accidental and that she still has a strong desire to survive?
Zhang Sanri has already calculated his live broadcast income on the app.
"Sister Meng, I earned 300 points of Yin De and 2 points of Xiang Huo from this live broadcast."
Although this middle-aged man always called Qin Mengmeng, a young woman in her twenties, "sister".
But the word "sister" has two meanings, one is about age, the other is about status.
Qin Mengmeng knew that this was out of respect, or it could be said to be flattery.
She was very impressed, and leaned over to take a look, and asked, "Can the good deeds of you viewers be converted into longevity?"
Zhang Sanri shook his head: "How is that possible? Life can only be exchanged for Yin virtue, but Yin virtue cannot be exchanged for life. It's like cash can be exchanged for virtual currency, but ordinary software does not allow virtual currency to be exchanged for cash."
"Then you're at a big loss, aren't you?"
Zhang Sanri said calmly: "I will definitely not lose anything. With those 1,000 kilograms of peaches, the benefits I can get from them will allow me to move to a higher level."
Qin Mengmeng patted his shoulder speechlessly.
Peaches are good things. They are long-lasting, gentle and effective energy sources. Coupled with the symbolism of longevity peaches, they are perfect as gifts for upper management.
Especially for those elderly people who hold high positions of power, this thing is extremely tempting.
If you do it right, wealth and glory will be just around the corner.
However, she was not very interested in those things, nor did she care how Zhang Sanri would operate.
She just warned: "Don't lead people into the live broadcast room."
She has no intention of getting involved in the affairs of the upper class and hopes to keep the impact of the live broadcast room within a certain range.
Zhang Sanri smiled: "I understand."
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "I can take full charge of the fire safety of Xincheng High School. If it's inconvenient for you, you don't have to show up at all."
Qin Mengmeng didn't ask why.
This was exactly what she wanted.
If Xincheng High School was a school in another city, she would actually be happy to stand out, but Xincheng High School is in Xincheng, and most of her parents and relatives are also in Xincheng.
It is inevitable to be cautious.
"I'll try to finish the report this morning and send it to you."
Zhang Sanri didn't bring up the matter yesterday, but today he took the initiative to take on the responsibility.
Although there was an element of exchange of interests involved, Qin Mengmeng also regarded this incident as proof of the gradual deepening of the relationship between the two people.
She looked down at the app.
When I was live streaming last night, I was so busy with my work that I didn’t pay any attention to what was happening in the room.
Looking back at the comments now, in addition to the Blood and Flesh Monk who bought a thousand kilograms of peaches to give to his disciples, there were also some other people who bought peaches.
There is no private chat function in the live broadcast room.
Therefore, the audience has no private channels for communication, and all transactions are left in the barrage, clearly and directly visible.
Perhaps in order to facilitate the transaction, the AAA peach wholesaler gave Qin Mengmeng some more money.
There are also some individual visitors whose names I was not familiar with before, perhaps passers-by, or perhaps fans who just watch silently and never speak.
All in all, Qin Mengmeng now has over ten thousand good deeds in her account.
The total is twenty thousand four hundred and fifty.
There are also thirty-six incense sticks.
If good karma can be exchanged for longevity, the good karma Qin Mengmeng has in her account now can earn her twenty years of longevity.
but.
This is a trap.
As long as Qin Mengmeng keeps live streaming, it doesn’t matter how long she lives.
How long she can live depends on how long she can live in the live broadcast room, not on how much life she has left.
Zhang Sanri said, "I have booked a luxury suite in a hotel. If I want to write a report, I'd better take a computer and write it somewhere with a table."
Qin Mengmeng likes Zhang Sanri's style of doing things.
Thoughtful and watertight.
Although going to Tiandi Station was Zhang Sanri's job and writing the fire report was Qin Mengmeng's job, he was very calm and was willing to do Qin Mengmeng's job first and then his own job.
Of course, this is also because if he wants to go to Tiandi Station, he may still need Qin Mengmeng's help, and he is not sure whether he can get rid of Qin Mengmeng and act alone.
But there are indeed many idiots in this world who, when working in partnership, are busy trying to seize power and profit before any results are achieved, which results in the failure of getting things done.
Qin Mengmeng rubbed her eyes.
"You really need a computer to write a report. The screen of a mobile phone is too small and strains your eyes."
"Which hotel did you book? Xintian?"
That is the most expensive hotel in the entire new city, a three-star hotel.
"Well, I see there's a long desk in the suite there, perfect for working."
Qin Mengmeng thought about it and decided to send a message to Qin Chuan.
"Take my computer to the top floor of Xintian Hotel. I need to use it. And bring me two cups of milk tea on the way."
The little ghosts cannot eat or drink, with the exception of peaches purchased from AAA peach wholesalers.
Although Zhang Sanri doesn't look like the type of person who drinks milk tea, since Qin Mengmeng ordered it for him, he wouldn't eat it alone.
Qin Chuan replied very quickly. Based on the current time, which was five o'clock in the morning, Qin Mengmeng guessed that he had not slept all night and was squatting in the stairwell to block people.
Otherwise, he couldn't be awake at this time.
It is impossible to wake up early.
Qin Mengmeng took another look at the business hours of Tiandi Station displayed on the map app.
Open 24 hours a day.
"Are you sleepy?"
Zhang Sanri said, "I'm not sleepy."
As expected, Qin Mengmeng was not sleepy either. Just considering its mild anti-fatigue and anti-drowsiness function, the ten yuan per pound of peaches was too cheap.
"Then let's go to the Tiandi Inn first."
Before Zhang Sanri suggested finding a desk to write the report on the computer, Qin Mengmeng still insisted on writing it on her mobile phone. But once Zhang Sanri made this suggestion, she could no longer bear the torture of using her mobile phone to write report documents.
However, at five in the morning, it seemed impossible to go to the Yangzhai of Xincheng High School to collect information.
You can't go to Huangxin Village either, because it takes too long to go there and back.
I can only go to Tiandi Station.
Is this also within Zhang Sanri’s calculations?
Qin Mengmeng thought about it and decided that it was none of her business. If people think too much, they will easily become depressed, and depression will make them prone to jumping off buildings.
Tiandi Station is only 2.6 kilometers away from the warehouse.
Qin Mengmeng took a closer look at the map app and found that it was the same familiar place.
Near Xincheng Second People's Hospital, on the street that specializes in funeral business.
The last time Qin Mengmeng went there, she bought incense, candles, tablets, and a paper villa.
She had a vague feeling in her heart that she would have to go to this street of the dead more often in the future.
Following the directions on the map app, the two people and the ghost walked and stopped, and when they were finally prompted that they had reached the destination, Qin Mengmeng put down her phone and looked up.
The place in front of me was the paper-making shop where I had bought the paper-made villa.
The familiar paper-making shop and the familiar skinny old man.
Zhang Sanri stood behind Qin Mengmeng with his hands crossed, showing no intention of stepping forward to take the lead.
The store was open, but the lights were off. There was not enough daylight in the early morning. The skinny old man came out of the store, opened his loose eyelids and looked around. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Qin Mengmeng was still thinking about how to start the conversation when he said, "I haven't seen you for two days. I'm really impressed by you. Have you been saving the world these two days?"
Qin Mengmeng was full of doubts and actually didn't quite understand what he was talking about.
But there is no doubt that the other party has the ability to distinguish between the two types of people.
Before, Qin Mengmeng was an ordinary person.
Now, she belongs to her own people.
Qin Mengmeng asked politely, "Excuse me, is this the Tiandi Inn?"
"I do have a part-time job like this." The shriveled old man took out a gold ingot from under the counter and said, "Would you like to buy some gold ingots?"
Qin Mengmeng gave him a death stare.
Paper gold ingots are not rare at all. Every time I visit the graves, I can see a lot of them.
But can this thing be purchased separately?
"How much?" she asked tentatively.
The withered old man smiled and said, "Very cheap, only... two thousand Yin De."
Qin Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief. A thousand good deeds were just a drop in the bucket for her.
The most important thing is that she finally understands the use of Yinde. The Yinde in her account only increases but never decreases, which makes her upset.
It turns out that good deeds can be spent at the Tiandi Inn.
Can buy gold ingots.
Although I still don't know what this gold ingot is for, will it be burned and spent by the people in the underworld? But I might as well buy it and give it a try.
Just as he was about to buy it, he suddenly frowned.
She was not aware of the prices and felt that two thousand Yin De was really cheap.
But the tone of the old man's words just now was wrong.
Does he need to think carefully about how much he should charge for the items in his own store?
"How much does this thing cost?!" She frowned and pressed, "You old man are lying and not telling the truth. It's easy for you to deceive me now, but you can't deceive me forever. If I find out in the future, I will smash your store when I come back."
The old man's face changed.
"How can you be so stingy? This is nothing to you."
The little ghost poked his head out, hid behind Qin Mengmeng and said faintly: "Sister Meng, if he said that, he must be going to kill you."
Qin Mengmeng sneered.
This trick couldn't even fool the little devil, and he still wanted to fool her: "This is really nothing to me, but I hate being fooled the most."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "One thousand and five."
"one thousand!"
The old man clapped his hands and said happily: "Great! One thousand is one thousand!"
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
Damn, it looks like I bought it too expensive.
She asked, “How do I pay?”
The old man quickly ran to the counter and took out a paper cell phone, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll take a picture of you."
Qin Mengmeng saw him pretending to hold a paper model of a mobile phone, and stepped back to take a full-body photo of her.
"That's all?"
I took out the mobile app and saw that the balance of Yin De in my account had indeed changed.
Nineteen thousand four hundred and five.
Then the old man stuffed the paper gold ingot into Qin Mengmeng's hand.
Zhang Sanri and the little ghost both leaned over to take a look, looking left and right, up and down, and it was just an ordinary gold ingot.
Qin Mengmeng tried to tear it apart, and unexpectedly it turned into a piece of gold paper.
“…”
One thousand good deeds just to buy a piece of gold paper?
Although good deeds seem to be of no use, it is still a big loss!
The old man ran over from the counter again and said, "Oh, I knew you were a rookie. I didn't cheat you with these 1,000 Yin De. There's training fees in it. Watch me. I'll only do it for you once."
He snatched the gold paper from Qin Mengmeng's hand and folded it into a gold ingot in less than a second.
The hand speed is amazing.
He looked left and right, checked it, and said, "It's really good. No one else can match my craftsmanship."
Then he blew a breath.
The paper gold ingots turned into gold and stone in the palm of my hand.
Qin Mengmeng: “!!!”
Midas touch? !
No, turning paper into gold! This is even more amazing than turning stone into gold!
If a thousand good deeds can be exchanged for a big gold ingot, then it’s not a loss no matter how you calculate it!
She pinched the gold ingot and sighed quickly.
The weight is wrong.
The gold ingot looks quite big, about the size of a palm, and feels light in the hand.
"It's hollow!"
The ups and downs of life come too fast.
"The hollow one is also worth 50,000 yuan!" the old man argued.
Qin Mengmeng curled her lips and said, "Then I'll give you this hollow gold ingot, and you'll give me 50,000 yuan?"
The old man shook his head: "No, no, take this thing out. I can't explain how it came about."
Qin Mengmeng stared at him unhappily: "If you can't explain it, then I can?"
Modern society is a very tight society where every gear fits perfectly.
Although gold is valuable, gold shops will not accept it if you have no proof.
It cannot be exchanged for cash, and gold itself cannot be used as a circulating currency.
Zhang Sanri took a look and said calmly: "This gold can be exchanged for money, but it needs to be washed."
Qin Mengmeng said: "Money laundering?"
Zhang Sanri said, "The procedure is rather complicated, but after the money is washed, maybe 50,000 yuan can be turned into 60,000 yuan. If you are confident, I will handle it."
The old man looked at him and asked tentatively, "You are..."
Zhang Sanri was wearing dirty work clothes and a helmet on his head. He nodded to him and stretched out his hand to shake hands, but halfway through he saw that his hands were also covered in dirt, so he withdrew his hand in embarrassment.
"I'm a lawyer."
When the old man heard this, he was amazed and asked, "Do you have a certificate?"
"I have proof."
"A licensed lawyer is doing so badly, no wonder he can accumulate good karma."
Zhang Sanri smiled bitterly.
Of course, he couldn't tell him that his situation was completely opposite to what he had guessed.
"Actually, we're here to buy peaches today."
Many people placed orders for peaches in the live broadcast room yesterday, and all AAA peach wholesalers asked people to pick them up at Tiandi Station.
Although Qin Mengmeng hadn't made a decision at the time, it was obvious from the way he sold it that it was consignment.
Just bring the money.
The old man suddenly realized: "No wonder so many peaches arrived this morning. I said no one came to buy them. If they spoil my house, I will claim compensation."
He trotted to the counter and took out a paper longevity peach.
Qin Mengmeng leaned forward and wanted to blow air, but he stopped her.
"That won't do! This weighs a thousand pounds! It would take a whole truckload."
He waved his hands repeatedly and added: "And you haven't paid yet!"
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
Qin Mengmeng went to see Zhang Sanri, who took out his bank card from his pants pocket and asked, "Can I swipe the card?"
The old man said, "Okay, okay, okay! As long as I have money, any money will do."
“Does U.S. dollars work?”
"Don't even mention US dollars. I'll even take ghost money."
What else can Qin Mengmeng say? She can only say "awesome".
Before driving away, the old man leaned on the car window again and warned: "I almost forgot, don't take apart the paper peaches again. If you take them apart or squash them, the spell will be ineffective. I won't compensate you if you come to me."
"Also, this is fresh food! It must be made within a day, otherwise I won't compensate you if it goes bad!"
"And also - you can't eat too much of that stuff -!"
The car has already left.
The old man stood there watching the car drive away, slapped his thigh, and quickly closed the store.
The middle-aged man from the tablet shop next door opened the shop in the morning and saw him closing the shop. He shouted, "Li Laosan! What are you doing? Closing the shop so early in the morning?"
"Well, I'm going back to my hometown. If a skinny dark-skinned woman comes to see me in the next few days, you should tell her that I'm dead and having a funeral!"
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "Well, you've done something dishonest again."
"How can you get rich if you don't make a fortune? It's business! Don't tell me you are honest all day long. Can you fool me, my neighbor?"
Li Laosan rode a three-wheeled motorcycle from behind the store and fled to his hometown, Huangxin Village, to take refuge.
Qin Mengmeng drove the car and asked Zhang Sanri to be the co-pilot to protect the paper peach as they headed to Xintian Hotel.
Qin Mengmeng looked up, counted the floors, and her legs went weak.
Although this hotel is only a three-star hotel, it is the face of Xincheng after all. The fact that it is only three stars is Xincheng's problem, not its problem.
So the entire hotel building is twelve stories high.
Zhang Sanri was rich, so he booked a presidential suite on the top floor.
When we arrived at the hotel, we asked the front desk and found out that Qin Chuan had already gone upstairs with his computer, and the clothes that Zhang Sanri bought from the food delivery app were also brought upstairs.
Qin Mengmeng stared blankly at the elevator going up and felt that the last time she was so nervous was during the college entrance examination.
"Why are you booking a presidential suite?" she said gloomily.
Zhang Sanri didn't understand and said cautiously, "Only the presidential suite has an office."
Qin Mengmeng sighed.
With a ding-dong sound, we reached the top floor.
Zhang Sanri went forward and swiped the room card to open the door.
This is a large open room, and everything inside can be seen at a glance when the door is opened.
Qin Chuan was leaning on the window sill drinking mineral water. When he heard the voice, he turned around and looked into Qin Mengmeng's eyes.
Four or five years ago.
Qin Mengmeng can't remember the time very clearly.
She felt as if she was lying dead in the dormitory just a moment ago, and she dreamed that the sunset glow was as diffuse as blood.
The next second she opened her eyes and saw the pale roof above her head, the steel rack for hanging medicines, and three or four overlapping shadows of Qin Chuan sitting beside the bed, looking down at her.
She was confused, and when she tried to speak, she found she couldn't open her mouth.
There seemed to be a tube in his mouth.
And the tongue is weak.
I didn't even have the strength to swallow.
Her eyelids were too heavy to lift, so she soon closed her eyes again and fell into a coma.
When she opened her eyes again, she felt that she had regained a lot of strength, and she mumbled, "Where's Mom?"
Qin Chuan whispered, "She's sleeping in the corridor. Should I call her over?"
She didn't reply and fell asleep again.
After repeating this several times, she finally opened her eyes, spit out the tube in her mouth, and said clearly: "What's going on? What are you doing here? Don't you have to go to school?"
Qin Chuan glared at her with red eyes: "What the hell! I'm not going to school anymore!"
He seemed to have a lot of resentment, but Qin Mengmeng felt so weak that she felt her soul was about to float up to the sky. It was only a very thin rope that pulled her down.
In this situation, Qin Chuan had no way of getting angry.
Qin Mengmeng only understood what had happened after she heard him talk.
She climbed to the roof of the dormitory building and jumped down from a height of ten floors.
It was suicide.
The surveillance footage clearly showed that she did not go to class that afternoon and slept in the dormitory all afternoon. She woke up in the evening, washed her face, dressed neatly, and climbed to the roof of the dormitory building.
Jumped down.
"Why?"
When she had finally recovered, Qin Chuan asked her when Qin Dashan and Meng Meili were away.
Qin Mengmeng was silent.
She was very confused.
She has no memory at all.
Qin Chuan said: "Is it because of studies? Dormitory dispute? School bullying?"
Qin Mengmeng laughed to death: "I'm lucky enough that I don't bully them. Who can bully me?"
"Then why?" Qin Chuan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and his complexion was even worse than Qin Mengmeng who was lying on the bed. He looked emaciated and looked like a living skeleton.
Qin Mengmeng was silent for a long time and said, "I don't know."
"Don't you know that you jumped down by yourself?!" Qin Chuan said sternly.
Qin Mengmeng looked at him blankly.
She really forgot.
It’s cliche, but…
"I seem to have lost my memory..."
As a small town test-taker, her life after entering university was not pleasant, but it was definitely not bad either.
Just the same dull, depressing feeling as usual.
In the busy school, no one is a friend, but no one is an enemy either.
There were occasional frictions and conflicts in the dormitory, but she knew it was not anyone's fault. It was just that cramming six adult humans into a small house of less than 20 square meters would inevitably lead to chaos.
It is said that the glory of civil engineering has faded, and there is no future, only a continuous downward slope.
But no one forced Qin Mengmeng to choose this major.
She made her own choice, so of course she has to bear the cost herself.
Moreover, there are so many people in this world who have not even attended college, but are living well, aren’t they?
Qin Mengmeng didn't understand why she jumped off a tall building in the embrace of the sunset.
She has no memory of it at all.
It must have been an accident, she thought.
"Is it because of me?" Qin Chuan asked.
Qin Mengmeng was very surprised: "Ah?! Why do you say that?"
She has no problems with her original family. She loves her parents and Qin Chuan very much. If there is any hidden danger in their small family of four, it can only be her.
Her family is definitely happy.
Objectively speaking, Qin Mengmeng feels that every lot she draws in her life is a good one.
"Because of my game?"
Qin Mengmeng asked in confusion: "What game?"
Qin Chuan lowered his head and said, "From childhood to adulthood, you have always been the best one. Everyone praises you and coaxes you."
That's true.
Qin Mengmeng coughed and said, "A good man never brags about his past achievements."
Small town test-takers are indeed upper class in the small town, but when they go to the big city, they realize that they are just wild chickens and cannot become phoenixes.
"Everyone says you will be successful in the future." Qin Chuan said sarcastically, "No one takes me seriously. They all expect you to be successful in the future. Don't forget that you have a useless brother in your hometown."
Qin Mengmeng was silent.
She didn't understand what was going on.
And my head hurts a bit, I'm afraid my brain is leaking out.
"I just made a random game and released it and made 600,000 a month, and you can't stand it. You can't accept it, right?"
Qin Mengmeng could not accept this accusation.
"What?! Six hundred thousand? What kind of money is that? I haven't even asked yet. Where did the medical expenses come from when I was lying in bed for so long?"
"I don't have 600,000 yuan left." Qin Chuan said indifferently: "I sold all the contracts. I won't have any more in the future. I used all the money to pay for medical expenses."
"There will never be another chance like this." He said, "I will never be as good as you! I will be a piece of shit in the future, you are the best in the world, okay?!"
"You just can't fucking accept that you can't be number one in society! You just can't accept that someone is better than you! Especially me!"
Qin Mengmeng really found it hard to accept this.
She has been first in every exam since she started primary school. Doesn't this prove how excellent she is?
Who can accept that they have turned from a phoenix into a pheasant? !
"Qin Mengmeng, fuck your mother! You just want to die, but I want to die too! I can't live this fucking life without anyone loving me!"
He stood up and kicked the stool away.
Qin Mengmeng thought he wanted to hit someone.
As a result, he put his hands on his hips, took a deep breath, turned around and ran to the hospital window.
"Oh my god, what the hell am I doing!" Qin Mengmeng, who had been paralyzed for several months, jumped up and down in shock.
With a bang, he rolled over and fell off the bed.
Right now.
Qin Mengmeng stood at the door of Xintian Hotel, and the past was relived.
Qin Chuan pronounced clearly and cadenced: "I'm going to jump off the fucking building!"
Qin Mengmeng swallowed her anger.
Zhang Sanri was stunned: "What happened?!"
Qin Mengmeng knew what to do at this time.
She took a deep breath, letting the oxygen fill her brain.
Then close your eyes and lie back.
Fainted.
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