Qian Tu Boundless [Rebirth]

Man is a strange creature.

When no one is doing something, it is so deserted that no one cares about it, and once someone starts, there will be hundreds, thousands, or even more people following behind.

Just at this time, Qian Tu had just picked up the first batch of lottery ticket tails and exchanged them for soap, and was about to go to the second batch. There were already many people rummaging on the road, and even the cleaners were looking for the lottery tickets while cleaning. .

Looking at the strong men who were still squatting under the stage, Qian Tu pouted, stretched his waist and dragged a bag of soap to the edge of the stage with great effort.

Because he knew that the kid was wandering around picking up his tail early in the morning, the brawny men, including the steward drinking water from the sun by the stage, didn't take Qian Tu seriously.

The two parties were wasting time with each other, waiting for the legendary person who won the first prize and refused to claim it to appear.

As early as when the people around the strong man had dispersed and they were still in place, Qian Tu realized that these people were not innocent.

If it weren't for the Bao'an town, those few people might have caused trouble as early as when they raised their objections.

Qian Tu could understand, so naturally the manager also understood, so he dismissed the hostess, etiquette and other temporary staff who had been invited early, leaving only a few security guards and a few young people who came with him to sit in the award receiving area Redemption.

The steward was able to stay there confidently because he had enough confidence, but Qian Tu was different. No matter how mature he was, he was only seven years old. He knew very well that it would be fine if he didn't pick up the car today. Let's go, he can guarantee that even if he is accompanied by Yang Dajun, he will never be able to return to Qingcheng County tonight!

There are many good people in this day and age, but there are not a few who want to get something for nothing. Qian Tu has experienced a lot of things in his life, and he has no lack of vision and courage. If he is given a mature man's body, he may dare to compete with these people. Fight to get the car away.

It's a pity that the physical condition is there. There is no possibility of fighting with such a small body. Sitting by the stage, Qian Tu is really worried.

"Hey, kid, how old is this year? Have you picked up so much soap and used it up at home?"

It might be because the winner of the first prize never showed up, and the brawny men never left, so the man who cared about the facts was a little bored, so he went to chat with Qian Tu next to him.

"Seven years old." Qian Tu blurted out, and his worried face immediately smiled, "It's okay, if you don't use it up, you can sell it, if you can't sell it, you can give it away."

This is entirely Qian Tu's conditioned reflex. The three-point smile that comes with everyone has been completely engraved in his bones. Even if he is very depressed, he can immediately make you laugh out loud.

The steward was a little annoyed at first, but when he saw the child's smile, he let it go completely. Fortunately, he joked in a good mood: "Haha, I can't see that you know how to make money at a young age. Your adults are so relieved that you are alone." People come out, aren't you afraid that you will be kidnapped by kidnappers?"

"The child of the poor has already been in charge of the family, how could the kidnapper abduct me." Qian Tu replied with a smile, and did not forget to take out the small objects that he brought over this time but did not sell, seven or eight wooden carvings, four or five yuan The small stone animals were hung on the T-shaped bamboo poles one by one, and they were raised in front of the steward, "Uncle, look at the small objects I sell, do you want to buy two? These are all made of solid wood, and this is not an ordinary thing." Stone, look, its appearance and craftsmanship are no worse than jade."

The steward didn't know whether he was moved by Qian Tu's introduction, or just to pass the time, he actually looked at these objects seriously, and became a little interested after seeing them this way, he touched a piece of wooden Guanyin and rubbed it repeatedly, "Little friend, you Guanyin How did you sell it?"

"Uncle, you have a good eye! My godfather carved this from the root of fragrant nanmu in the mountains. It took him a whole week. It is the little object he is most satisfied with. If it wasn't for the urgent need for money this time, godfather would The old man is not willing to sell anything!" Qian Tu pointed to Guanyin and introduced him with style, "Look at the eyebrows, nose, and the curvature of the corners of the mouth, all of which are perfectly interpreted. Avalokitesvara's benevolent eyebrows, kind eyes and vigorous atmosphere, you look at this demure posture, even the floating and rolling clothes and feet are exquisitely carved out by my godfather, and the arc of the fingers... In general, this Avalokitesvara It has reached the realm of dignified elegance flowing out of aura!"

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After hearing Qian Tu's introduction, the steward was silent for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Are you really seven years old?"

Qian Tu replied quite seriously, "Yes." At least judging from the date of birth on the household registration book.

Then the steward fell silent and concentrated on looking at Guanyin in front of him.

Qian Tu thought the business was done just like that, but the steward put down the Guanyin statue with some reluctance, and sighed, "My kid, this thing is good. Since it's your godfather's favorite thing, then I'll buy it for you." It’s better not to steal people’s favors, you’d better keep it and bring it back to your godfather.”

...Qian Tu choked his throat with a mouthful of old blood. How dare he sell too much!

He silently took off the Guanyin from the bamboo pole and hung it around his neck, before raising his head and smiling at the steward, "Uncle, you are right, this is not for sale, and I will return it to my godfather. Anyway, I picked it up today." So much soap should be able to sell for some money."

The steward seemed to be hesitant to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything, and chose a few stone carvings from Qian Tu without haggling about the price.

There are still so many good people in the world, Qian Tu sighed, and at the same time excitedly touched the new five yuan in his pocket.

Ah ha ha ha ha, this life with cheating is really extraordinary and tough!

How long has it been so long, and he has two thousand yuan in his hand, plus a car with four wheels (although he hasn't received it yet)!

Qian Tu was a little absorbed in his thoughts, but suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder. When he looked up, he found that the steward who had left earlier was standing in front of him with a stack of leaflets in his hand.

"Little friend, here's this for you, help me finish sending this, I'll give you two dollars a day, how about it?"

As soon as he heard that there was money to be made, Qian Tu nodded immediately, and took the flyer from the manager's hand with some curiosity.

The leaflet is only A4 size, with black characters and red background. The first thing that catches the eye is the words "Shocking Price, 2".

Qian Tu looked at it carefully, only to realize that...the shop for sale turned out to be a store in Yulong Plaza? !

A store of seventy or eighty square meters only costs twenty-eight thousand!

You must know that in another 20 years, the monthly rent for such a large facade will be more than this amount!

A sure-fire deal!It's a pity that Qian Tu has no money.

Suddenly, Qian Tu suddenly realized something, pulled the manager's sleeve and asked, "Uncle, are you selling these shops?"

"Hey, do the kids know the words on it?" The manager was a little surprised. Seven-year-olds are articulate, and it can be said that they are fluent. If they can understand the content on the leaflet, it is indeed a bit beyond common sense. After all, most children are eight years old. Just entered the school to read preschool.

"En, yes! My godfather taught me how to read when I was very young." Qian Tu replied obediently, and then asked, "Uncle, are you selling these?"

"Yeah, why, do you want to buy it, kid?"

The steward thought that the child's godfather could carve such a good object, he should be a cultured person with self-restraint, and it is common sense to teach the child to read at a young age, so he was really a little fussy, so he stopped entangled, and even opened money Come on.

"I want to! Why don't I want to! But I don't have any money..." Qian Tu didn't show it on his face, and complained frantically in his heart.

When he was thinking about how to get tens of thousands of dollars, Qian Tu swept towards the Xiali again. This car must be worth tens of thousands, and in the current situation where there is a price but no market, its value is definitely not only Only the known price.

Seeing the steward's joke, Qian Tu hesitated for a moment, then tugged at the corner of the steward's clothes, motioning him to bow his head, then gently took out the lottery ticket from his bag and said, "Uncle, can I change it with this?"