Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 89 World Number: 3
In this era, capital and flow are superpowers.
When he said this, Zhao Bo was eating five yuan a bowl of hanging noodles, while Zheng Zhao, who was opposite him, couldn't even afford five yuan hanging noodles.
Guaibi refers to people who are penniless and desperate. In the Liuliu Shun talent market, in addition to Guaibi noodles, there are two treasures, Qinglan Dashui for two yuan and Double Happiness in bulk for [-] cents each.There used to be a TV station from country J to make a documentary. These young people lived on part-time jobs. Their spirits have risen to heaven, and they don’t care about eating and drinking. , Tomorrow there will be no money to work.
They have a famous saying that is widely circulated, it is impossible to work part-time, and you will not be able to work part-time in this life.
When Zheng Zhao first arrived in this world, he looked dazed. He was shocked when he saw the only three yuan in his pocket.He has never been poor, never had to worry about making a living, and now he can't even afford to eat, because a bowl of weird-tasting hanging noodles costs five yuan.
He knows how to make money.But he didn't know how to make money quickly before dark.
Where are you staying tonight?The cheapest bed costs 15 yuan.
Zheng Zhao frowned. Even if he had 15 yuan, he wouldn't go to a simple hotel full of cockroaches and bugs. The bedding has never been changed.
At this time, it was just dawn.
"Daily end, daily end, handyman on the construction site, one meal, and back and forth." The foreman shouted at the top of his voice.
As soon as he spoke, a group of people surrounded him, and the foreman collected his ID cards one by one. Within a few minutes, there was a thick stack in his hand, but someone kept stuffing ID cards into his hands.
"It's full, it's full, let's go!" The foreman yelled again, and hurriedly led a group of people into a van and left.
Zheng Zhao looked up and saw the banner above his head, sold an ID card and bought a road of no return.He touched his body and found that he didn't have an ID card. It seemed that the system didn't even have a complete memory this time.Or, this time the system did not provide him with a social identity at all.
"Going to work on the construction site under the scorching sun is really working your life. It's better to hang up." A young man in a blue T-shirt next to him curled his lips.
The other one, who seemed a little older, didn't think so, "I'm going to be forced, of course I will do it for any money."
The young man said disdainfully: "The work is heavy and the money is low. It is not worth doing. The older you are, the more you will live. It is better to go back to farming."
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, the people next to them hurriedly pulled them away.
As the sky gradually dawned, there were more than 100 unemployed people left in Liushun Square, and they stood quietly.To explain the word hang force, the current scene couldn't be more appropriate. These young people are hanging on the square.
The young man who was arguing was one of them, but he was squatting on the ground.When those messy jobs such as donating blood were taken away, the people in the square dispersed,
"Hang on." The young man stood up and stretched his waist, then looked back at Zheng Zhao strangely, "Hey, did you just come here?"
Zheng Zhao regained consciousness upon hearing the words, and said softly, "Yes."
"Ha, then you probably don't know which store is Guabimen. I'll show you the door, but it's not easy to find." The young man put his arms around his shoulders enthusiastically, "My name is Zhao Bo, I'm twenty years old, look I'm not as old as me when I get up, just call me Brother Bo."
"Zheng Zhao, nineteen." After Zheng Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly realized that it was difficult just to live in this world.
At Shuangfeng Noodle Restaurant, Zhao Bo put down his chopsticks and pushed the half-eaten noodle towards Zheng Zhao, "I only charge you one dollar, do you want to eat?"
"No, thank you." Zheng Zhao shook his head. Although Zhao Bo had good intentions and should have sold him two yuan and five yuan, he went into the noodle shop and sat down and tried his best.
Seeing this, Zhao Bo took the bowl back and finished eating the noodles in two or three mouthfuls. He patted his stomach in satisfaction and said, "When I get rich, I have to go and have a good meal. Alas, Chengji Roast Meat requires 28 copies."
Walking out of the small noodle shop, Zhao Bo took Zheng Zhao to wander around, wondering which Internet cafe had better computers, which supermarket had more food samples at night, and which alley had the prettiest girls.
As he spoke, he looked Zheng Zhao up and down, and said with a smile, "Maybe they are willing to pay you to fix the car."
Liushun's skin business is called car repair, and it takes 15 minutes to get it done without taking off your clothes and only showing your butt, which is convenient, quick and cheap.As for whether it is safe or not?Anyway, it costs 50 yuan a time, and they don't even think about tomorrow, so they don't care whether it is safe or not.
Zheng Zhao frowned and lowered his head, the alleys were full of sewage, and he couldn't settle down.
Seeing that he stopped, Zhao Bo didn't continue to lead the way inside, but said, "You don't look like someone who should be here, you can go if you can."
Zheng Zhao asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Zhao Bo squatted on the ground again, wiped in his pocket for a long time and took out a cigarette, "I'm lazy."
Zheng Zhao thought about it, carefully recalled his past, and couldn't help sighing: "I'm lazy too."
Hearing this, Zhao Bo and Zheng Zhao looked at each other, and both couldn't help laughing.After laughing enough, Zhao Bo said to Zheng Zhao: "If you don't want to work hard, it's easy, just find a bar and go in."
Zheng Zhao pursed his lips and said seriously, "I think it's dirty."
"Come on, what's so dirty about it? Who doesn't wash it clean before doing things, I think you just can't let it go." Zhao Bo exhaled smoke rings, looked up at Zheng Zhao and said, "This Liushun is really innocent. You're a jerk, and you earn more than 100 after working so hard. The bar recruits male models, and the commission on selling alcohol can reach 20.00%.
He understood so clearly, he should have thought about leaving Liushun long ago.Zheng Zhao looked at Zhao Bo calmly. Since he had already planned, his purpose of talking today was not pure.
Zhao Bo's cigarette was almost exhausted, and there was only one filter left. He took a deep puff, then threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his foot.
"I don't care to tell you this. I know that people probably don't want my sloppy appearance, but if you are clean, they may accept buy one get one free."
Zheng Zhao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, but still said: "I can't do it, please be smart.""
"You're trying to save face and suffer." Zhao Bo stood up, leaning on the trash can as if he had no bones, "It's all about making friends. If you figure it out tonight, come to me. I'll see you when you enter the bar. The first month's salary can be divided into half of you."
Tonight... Zheng Zhao couldn't help asking, "Where do you sleep tonight?"
"I only have nine yuan on me, where else can I sleep?" Zhao Bo didn't worry about where to live tonight, and even for him, where to live was the best problem to solve. "There are shops on both sides of the street. Shops pull down the iron rolling shutter doors, find a shop to spread a few cardboard sheets at the door, lie down and sleep, if you can’t grab a place at the door, go to Liushun Plaza, which is Liuliushun University hotel."
After hearing this, Zheng Zhao lowered his head and thought, it should be too late for him to borrow paper and pen to draw portraits on the side of the road.
"Om—" the phone vibrated.
Zheng Zhao took out the mobile phone from his pocket, but he didn't connect it directly. Instead, he looked at the shop on the side of the road that said recycling old mobile phones, and was about to sell the mobile phone to buy painting supplies after answering the call.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zheng Zhao? This is the Third People's Hospital of S City. Ms. Niu Xianglan suddenly fell down while doing cleaning work. The emergency contact person she left in Xinghai Building is you. If you know her, please Hurry to our hospital as soon as possible."
Zheng Zhao was stunned when he heard this, who is Niu Xianglan?Is his system broken...
"It's not broken." The system that had been silent all this time suddenly appeared, "Some test subjects reported that the data was too complicated to grasp immediately, so the world initialization has been upgraded from data transmission to memory transmission."
Of course he recalled it, but found nothing.
Seeing this, the system reminded: "The partition is wrong. It's not your memory, but the body's own memory."
Zheng Zhao was slightly taken aback, and then let his instincts go.After reading the memory, he couldn't help sighing.
Niu Xianglan is a rural woman. Her husband works outside the home, and every once in a while she asks her fellow villagers to bring some money back. Her son enlists in the army and is about to recover. Such a life in a remote mountain is enviable.Mid-December is the date for the veterans to leave the army. The mountains are covered in silver, and Niu Xianglan waits at the entrance of the village every day, but what she waits for is not her son, but the news of his death.
Died in car accident, driver hit and fled.
At first, Niu Xianglan didn't believe it at all and refused to collect the ashes, but later she had to believe it, and her whole body collapsed.The husband who only came back home during the holidays left the village after dealing with the loss of his son.
Gradually, it was rumored in the village that her husband did not go to work at all, but settled a home in the county town.
After hearing this, Niu Xianglan ran to the county town like crazy, wandered around the county town, and finally saw her husband in the vegetable market.She followed her husband all the way, and saw a woman holding her son in her arms at the gate of the vegetable market.She went up to fight and curse, but it was all in vain, because her husband already belonged to someone else.
At that moment, Niu Xianglan knew that she was really alone.At this moment, she began to frantically seek a child.
Folk remedies, gods and Buddhas, kneeling at the feet of rumored men with particularly strong sexual abilities, Niu Xianglan does everything she can, she just hopes to have something to rely on when she grows old.But God was not kind to her at all. At the age of 45, she went through menopause.
During the whole winter when she was bored at home, she went to the agricultural sales store to buy paraquat. The proprietress saw her will to die, and tried her best to persuade her, telling her that she couldn't afford to spend money to buy a son and raise her as a child.Niu Xianglan didn't know if she broke the law or not, she only knew that she was on the move again.
In the spring of next year, when the ice and snow melted, she went to S city by car, worked hard to save money, and bought a son at the age of 47, which was Zheng Zhao.
The boy had been in a black household until he was seven years old when he met the census.After graduating from junior high school, his grades were poor, and he didn't want to go to school at all, but Niu Xianglan insisted on letting him go to high school, hoping that he could be admitted to a university, but miracles never happened to her, the boy didn't take any exams this summer. superior.
Finally, 65-year-old Niu Xianglan passed out in the toilet of Xinghai Building.
The weather was hot and dry, Zheng Zhao put down his mobile phone and said to Zhao Bo, "I'm going to the hospital."
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-04-1601:50:01~2020-04-1701:54:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of eisens; 2 bottles of cattail fan;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
When he said this, Zhao Bo was eating five yuan a bowl of hanging noodles, while Zheng Zhao, who was opposite him, couldn't even afford five yuan hanging noodles.
Guaibi refers to people who are penniless and desperate. In the Liuliu Shun talent market, in addition to Guaibi noodles, there are two treasures, Qinglan Dashui for two yuan and Double Happiness in bulk for [-] cents each.There used to be a TV station from country J to make a documentary. These young people lived on part-time jobs. Their spirits have risen to heaven, and they don’t care about eating and drinking. , Tomorrow there will be no money to work.
They have a famous saying that is widely circulated, it is impossible to work part-time, and you will not be able to work part-time in this life.
When Zheng Zhao first arrived in this world, he looked dazed. He was shocked when he saw the only three yuan in his pocket.He has never been poor, never had to worry about making a living, and now he can't even afford to eat, because a bowl of weird-tasting hanging noodles costs five yuan.
He knows how to make money.But he didn't know how to make money quickly before dark.
Where are you staying tonight?The cheapest bed costs 15 yuan.
Zheng Zhao frowned. Even if he had 15 yuan, he wouldn't go to a simple hotel full of cockroaches and bugs. The bedding has never been changed.
At this time, it was just dawn.
"Daily end, daily end, handyman on the construction site, one meal, and back and forth." The foreman shouted at the top of his voice.
As soon as he spoke, a group of people surrounded him, and the foreman collected his ID cards one by one. Within a few minutes, there was a thick stack in his hand, but someone kept stuffing ID cards into his hands.
"It's full, it's full, let's go!" The foreman yelled again, and hurriedly led a group of people into a van and left.
Zheng Zhao looked up and saw the banner above his head, sold an ID card and bought a road of no return.He touched his body and found that he didn't have an ID card. It seemed that the system didn't even have a complete memory this time.Or, this time the system did not provide him with a social identity at all.
"Going to work on the construction site under the scorching sun is really working your life. It's better to hang up." A young man in a blue T-shirt next to him curled his lips.
The other one, who seemed a little older, didn't think so, "I'm going to be forced, of course I will do it for any money."
The young man said disdainfully: "The work is heavy and the money is low. It is not worth doing. The older you are, the more you will live. It is better to go back to farming."
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, the people next to them hurriedly pulled them away.
As the sky gradually dawned, there were more than 100 unemployed people left in Liushun Square, and they stood quietly.To explain the word hang force, the current scene couldn't be more appropriate. These young people are hanging on the square.
The young man who was arguing was one of them, but he was squatting on the ground.When those messy jobs such as donating blood were taken away, the people in the square dispersed,
"Hang on." The young man stood up and stretched his waist, then looked back at Zheng Zhao strangely, "Hey, did you just come here?"
Zheng Zhao regained consciousness upon hearing the words, and said softly, "Yes."
"Ha, then you probably don't know which store is Guabimen. I'll show you the door, but it's not easy to find." The young man put his arms around his shoulders enthusiastically, "My name is Zhao Bo, I'm twenty years old, look I'm not as old as me when I get up, just call me Brother Bo."
"Zheng Zhao, nineteen." After Zheng Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly realized that it was difficult just to live in this world.
At Shuangfeng Noodle Restaurant, Zhao Bo put down his chopsticks and pushed the half-eaten noodle towards Zheng Zhao, "I only charge you one dollar, do you want to eat?"
"No, thank you." Zheng Zhao shook his head. Although Zhao Bo had good intentions and should have sold him two yuan and five yuan, he went into the noodle shop and sat down and tried his best.
Seeing this, Zhao Bo took the bowl back and finished eating the noodles in two or three mouthfuls. He patted his stomach in satisfaction and said, "When I get rich, I have to go and have a good meal. Alas, Chengji Roast Meat requires 28 copies."
Walking out of the small noodle shop, Zhao Bo took Zheng Zhao to wander around, wondering which Internet cafe had better computers, which supermarket had more food samples at night, and which alley had the prettiest girls.
As he spoke, he looked Zheng Zhao up and down, and said with a smile, "Maybe they are willing to pay you to fix the car."
Liushun's skin business is called car repair, and it takes 15 minutes to get it done without taking off your clothes and only showing your butt, which is convenient, quick and cheap.As for whether it is safe or not?Anyway, it costs 50 yuan a time, and they don't even think about tomorrow, so they don't care whether it is safe or not.
Zheng Zhao frowned and lowered his head, the alleys were full of sewage, and he couldn't settle down.
Seeing that he stopped, Zhao Bo didn't continue to lead the way inside, but said, "You don't look like someone who should be here, you can go if you can."
Zheng Zhao asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Zhao Bo squatted on the ground again, wiped in his pocket for a long time and took out a cigarette, "I'm lazy."
Zheng Zhao thought about it, carefully recalled his past, and couldn't help sighing: "I'm lazy too."
Hearing this, Zhao Bo and Zheng Zhao looked at each other, and both couldn't help laughing.After laughing enough, Zhao Bo said to Zheng Zhao: "If you don't want to work hard, it's easy, just find a bar and go in."
Zheng Zhao pursed his lips and said seriously, "I think it's dirty."
"Come on, what's so dirty about it? Who doesn't wash it clean before doing things, I think you just can't let it go." Zhao Bo exhaled smoke rings, looked up at Zheng Zhao and said, "This Liushun is really innocent. You're a jerk, and you earn more than 100 after working so hard. The bar recruits male models, and the commission on selling alcohol can reach 20.00%.
He understood so clearly, he should have thought about leaving Liushun long ago.Zheng Zhao looked at Zhao Bo calmly. Since he had already planned, his purpose of talking today was not pure.
Zhao Bo's cigarette was almost exhausted, and there was only one filter left. He took a deep puff, then threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his foot.
"I don't care to tell you this. I know that people probably don't want my sloppy appearance, but if you are clean, they may accept buy one get one free."
Zheng Zhao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, but still said: "I can't do it, please be smart.""
"You're trying to save face and suffer." Zhao Bo stood up, leaning on the trash can as if he had no bones, "It's all about making friends. If you figure it out tonight, come to me. I'll see you when you enter the bar. The first month's salary can be divided into half of you."
Tonight... Zheng Zhao couldn't help asking, "Where do you sleep tonight?"
"I only have nine yuan on me, where else can I sleep?" Zhao Bo didn't worry about where to live tonight, and even for him, where to live was the best problem to solve. "There are shops on both sides of the street. Shops pull down the iron rolling shutter doors, find a shop to spread a few cardboard sheets at the door, lie down and sleep, if you can’t grab a place at the door, go to Liushun Plaza, which is Liuliushun University hotel."
After hearing this, Zheng Zhao lowered his head and thought, it should be too late for him to borrow paper and pen to draw portraits on the side of the road.
"Om—" the phone vibrated.
Zheng Zhao took out the mobile phone from his pocket, but he didn't connect it directly. Instead, he looked at the shop on the side of the road that said recycling old mobile phones, and was about to sell the mobile phone to buy painting supplies after answering the call.
"Hello, is this Mr. Zheng Zhao? This is the Third People's Hospital of S City. Ms. Niu Xianglan suddenly fell down while doing cleaning work. The emergency contact person she left in Xinghai Building is you. If you know her, please Hurry to our hospital as soon as possible."
Zheng Zhao was stunned when he heard this, who is Niu Xianglan?Is his system broken...
"It's not broken." The system that had been silent all this time suddenly appeared, "Some test subjects reported that the data was too complicated to grasp immediately, so the world initialization has been upgraded from data transmission to memory transmission."
Of course he recalled it, but found nothing.
Seeing this, the system reminded: "The partition is wrong. It's not your memory, but the body's own memory."
Zheng Zhao was slightly taken aback, and then let his instincts go.After reading the memory, he couldn't help sighing.
Niu Xianglan is a rural woman. Her husband works outside the home, and every once in a while she asks her fellow villagers to bring some money back. Her son enlists in the army and is about to recover. Such a life in a remote mountain is enviable.Mid-December is the date for the veterans to leave the army. The mountains are covered in silver, and Niu Xianglan waits at the entrance of the village every day, but what she waits for is not her son, but the news of his death.
Died in car accident, driver hit and fled.
At first, Niu Xianglan didn't believe it at all and refused to collect the ashes, but later she had to believe it, and her whole body collapsed.The husband who only came back home during the holidays left the village after dealing with the loss of his son.
Gradually, it was rumored in the village that her husband did not go to work at all, but settled a home in the county town.
After hearing this, Niu Xianglan ran to the county town like crazy, wandered around the county town, and finally saw her husband in the vegetable market.She followed her husband all the way, and saw a woman holding her son in her arms at the gate of the vegetable market.She went up to fight and curse, but it was all in vain, because her husband already belonged to someone else.
At that moment, Niu Xianglan knew that she was really alone.At this moment, she began to frantically seek a child.
Folk remedies, gods and Buddhas, kneeling at the feet of rumored men with particularly strong sexual abilities, Niu Xianglan does everything she can, she just hopes to have something to rely on when she grows old.But God was not kind to her at all. At the age of 45, she went through menopause.
During the whole winter when she was bored at home, she went to the agricultural sales store to buy paraquat. The proprietress saw her will to die, and tried her best to persuade her, telling her that she couldn't afford to spend money to buy a son and raise her as a child.Niu Xianglan didn't know if she broke the law or not, she only knew that she was on the move again.
In the spring of next year, when the ice and snow melted, she went to S city by car, worked hard to save money, and bought a son at the age of 47, which was Zheng Zhao.
The boy had been in a black household until he was seven years old when he met the census.After graduating from junior high school, his grades were poor, and he didn't want to go to school at all, but Niu Xianglan insisted on letting him go to high school, hoping that he could be admitted to a university, but miracles never happened to her, the boy didn't take any exams this summer. superior.
Finally, 65-year-old Niu Xianglan passed out in the toilet of Xinghai Building.
The weather was hot and dry, Zheng Zhao put down his mobile phone and said to Zhao Bo, "I'm going to the hospital."
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-04-1601:50:01~2020-04-1701:54:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of eisens; 2 bottles of cattail fan;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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