Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law

Chapter 23 It's a shame to laugh!

The food stalls around laughed. In their opinion, although running a food stall is not a good job, but the daily income is considerable, but they are a little tired.

Picking up garbage like Liu Fan is no different from the beggars in the underpasses under the surrounding bridges.

The owner of the pan-fried buns is a middle-aged pan-fried bun stall owner with a mustache on his chin. He is as thin as a monkey, and he looks very shrewd.

Liu Fan just glanced at him indifferently, and argued: "What do you know, our family has a lot of money, and we just come out to contribute to the city and protect the environment, understand?"

In his opinion, this kind of ridicule is commonplace, and Liu Fanye has already cultivated the realm of invulnerability.

Pedestrians coming and going looked around, and naturally saw a young man carrying a woven bag, looking for prey in the garbage bag on the ground.

Not far away, a few homeless men dressed in rags and holding broken bowls came over, begging from people along the way, and pedestrians avoided them in exactly the same way as they avoided Liu Fan.

They will deliberately take a step away from Liu Fan.

But the words of the pan fried bun stall owner attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

"Hey, come on, everyone, listen, this 'rich' guy is telling us that he picks up trash to protect the environment, how selfless and noble!"

He laughed loudly again.

But there were many more passers-by who laughed.

"What are you laughing at? We're telling the truth. Everyone has a responsibility to protect the environment. How much damage have you done to the urban environment with so much rubbish in front of your stall? You're so embarrassed to laugh!"

Liu Fan straightened up, pointed at the pile of takeaway boxes in front of the owner of the Shengjianbao stall and reprimanded him.

The people around laughed again, but they had the mentality of watching the fun.

"Although he is a garbage picker, he is right. I have never seen such a messy stall!"

"Yeah, there are hills piled up!"

"No wonder my mother won't let you eat food from the stall, let's go."

The fried bun stall owner felt the strange eyes from everyone around him, his old face blushed, and he turned angrily: "You are a trash picker, aren't you poor? Picking up trash is so high-sounding, why pretend to be moral?" People, you love the environment, you have the ability to pick them all up!"

How could Liu Fan not want this kind of door-to-door business, but Liu Fan still pretended to be humiliated, and said angrily: "I knew you would say that, let me say it again, I pick up trash not for anyone, but for love city ​​environment!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and began to pack the packing boxes at the feet of the pan fried bun stand owner.

"Grass, you are a showman, you can really pretend!" The pan fried bun stall owner said contemptuously.

And the surrounding pedestrians also have different attitudes.

"A dramatist, a proper dramatist, there must be something wrong with his brain."

"It seems that poverty can really make a person lose his dignity, hey, it's sad."

"What a ridiculous excuse, but why can't I laugh?"

There are different opinions, but they can't stop Liu Fan from picking up trash.

"Ding, the host has picked up two hundred takeaway boxes, and will be rewarded with 30 yuan."

Liu Fan was very satisfied, but at the same time he was puzzled, "The system, one box is obviously rewarded with 1500 yuan, and two hundred copies of boulders is 3 yuan, so why is it rewarded with 30 yuan?"

System: "Ding, if the scavenging materials are exactly the same, and the quantity reaches a certain level, the reward will be doubled, and the multiple will be determined randomly!"

Liu Fan nodded, it can be regarded as a new way to make money by getting into the system.

at this time.

"Boss, please give me some money!"

Three physically disabled homeless men walked over, and the surrounding pedestrians immediately avoided them.

Seeing the owner of the pan-fried bun stall, he immediately walked out of the stall and scolded: "Hurry up, you have no money, a bunch of beggars, don't disturb our business!"

(End of this chapter)