Zhao Xu walked back to the place where the old beggar was lying and smiled: "Senior, I have asked for more than 100 yuan now. Another person went to buy pens and ink and said he would give me 1,000 yuan and ask me to write a piece of calligraphy for him. Today, the task of asking for 500 yuan has been completed."

"Well, it's a good job!" The old beggar narrowed his eyes and said to Zhao Xu: "I'll spread the money I've been asking for later."

"Scatter?" Zhao Xu looked shocked.

The old beggar said with a smile: "We are beggars, why do we need so much money? Spend the money to the place where we should spend it!"

"Senior, what do you mean?" Zhao Xu was confused.

"You think about it yourself! At that time, you will only leave one hundred yuan. Buy me a braised beef for 100 yuan in the evening, and your task will be completed. Go!" After saying that, the old beggar leaned against the corner of the wall and squinted his eyes and took a nap.

When Liu Ruoyan saw Zhao Xu talking to an old beggar with a disheveled face, she looked puzzled and puzzled. She really didn't know where Zhao Xu was doing it!

After the man who bought the four treasures of the study came back, Zhao Xu splashed ink in public and wrote a calligraphy "Manjianghong".

After the finished calligraphy is released, passers-by can't help but clap and cheer. It can be described as "a wonderful pen and a flower!"

The man was particularly satisfied and immediately took out a thousand yuan and gave it to Zhao Xu. He treated him as a treasure, took the written calligraphy and said he wanted to frame it.

It suddenly turned into more than a thousand yuan, and Zhao Xu was worried and didn't know how to distribute the money.

Suddenly, he saw a few elderly people setting up street stalls not far away.

Zhao Xu had an idea and walked towards several stall owners who set up street stalls.

There is an old lady stall owner who sells insoles, and another one sells gadgets that sells Hangzhou specialties.

Zhao Xu only left 100 yuan and used the rest of the money to buy the stall owner's things.

If it weren't for the embarrassing life, who would have been willing to set up street stalls, especially those who are older.

The old lady stall owner and a woman stall owner thanked Zhao Xu Qian'en. Unexpectedly, a beggar would be so generous when he took action. He bought all their things in one go, so he could close the stall in advance and go home to rest.

Zhao Xu distributed the things he bought to passers-by for free.

Many of these passers-by are working nearby. They are under a lot of pressure from work, and they suddenly get small gifts after work. Everyone's eyes are full of surprises. What everyone did not expect was that the person who distributed the gifts to them was actually a beggar.

After the dispersion was dispersed, Zhao Xu ran to a nearby deli restaurant and bought braised beef worth 100 yuan. When he came back, he found that Liu Ruoyan and Lin Qiao had already left.

Zhao Xu walked to Lao Beihua's side and woke up and said, "Senior, I have bought the braised beef. For the other money, I bought two things from the street stalls and distributed them to passers-by."

"Well! Then what did you get?" the old beggar asked Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "I understand the true meaning of giving up! Without giving up, there is no gain. The money is asked for by passers-by, and it is given to passers-by in a different form. Seeing their tired bodies, I smiled. I felt a sense of accomplishment!"

"Well! Help me up, let's go!" The old beggar said to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu helped the old beggar up, and the two walked five kilometers back to the shack.

After dinner with the old beggars, Zhao Xu changed his clean clothes and returned to the "Sophie Hotel" where he was staying.

After Zhao Xu came back, Li Qingqing was impatient to ask him, what would the old beggar call him to test him?

"Qingqing, guess?" Zhao Xu asked his wife Li Qingqing after a sip of water.

"That senior told you to train hard?" Li Qingqing asked.

Zhao Xu shook his head.

Li Qingqing pondered for a while and said, "Well, let you teach him the new sword technique?"

Zhao Xu still shook his head.

"Oh, I won't guess. What is it?"

Zhao Xu looked helpless and said, "He asked me to be a beggar with him!"

"Be a beggar? You...you won't go out to beg for food with him, right?" Li Qingqing's beautiful eyes were rounded, and she felt incredible.

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "To be precise, I went to beg for food, and that senior just slept. He also assigned me tasks and had to get five hundred yuan."

"Five hundred yuan? That's so much. Are you really going to beg for food?" Li Qingqing asked in disbelief.

"Of course!"

"Then how much money did you ask for and have you completed the task?"

Zhao Xu said proudly: "Your husband is amazing, he has received more than 1,100 yuan in total."

Li Qingqing widened her eyes and asked in surprise: "Do you say true or false? How could you ask for so much?"

So, Zhao Xu told his wife Li Qingqing about his experience of going out to beg for dinner. He just omitted the encounter with Liu Ruoyan.

Li Qingqing knew that Zhao Xu was good at writing, but she didn't expect that he would use this specialty to get more than 1,000 yuan.

Li Qingqing smiled and said to Zhao Xu: "Then congratulations on passing the test! It seems that even if we go bankrupt, we will not starve to death. You can sell words to support us."

Zhao Xu pulled his wife Li Qingqing, let her sit in her arms, hugged her slender waist, and said with a slight ear: "Qingqing, I'm going to recover. Are you happy?"

When Li Qingqing heard this, she escaped from Zhao Xu's arms and said with a pretty face blushing: "If you restore your internal strength, just restore your internal strength! Why do you want to hug me and talk?"

"I mean we're going to be together! Don't you expect it?"

"I don't look forward to it, I'm fine now alone!"

The blush on Li Qingqing's face turned red and she hurriedly ran away from the room.

In the next two days, Zhao Xu followed the old beggar to beg every day.

Because Zhao Xu is very well-written, he has become a well-known person in this area. Many people want to buy his calligraphy and paintings, but the price is not much. There are only 300 yuan per picture and 500 yuan per picture.

Zhao Xu was always here, but he asked the person who bought the characters to buy pens and inks by himself.

For three consecutive days, Zhao Xu bought buns at the "Lao Niang Baozi Shop".

After finishing work on the third day, the old beggar called Zhao Xu closer and asked, "Have you spent all the money?"

"Yeah! The flowers are out."

"I am very satisfied with your performance, which means you are a person with a very insightful and good moral character. The reason why I want to test you is to see your nature. I don't want to save an ungrateful wolf, but you boy made me look at me with admiration. I know that you were born into a wealthy family, and it is difficult for people of this kind to calm down and do something seriously. And you have abandoned your previous identity and done a good job! Now, use your own identity to do something."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xu asked happily to the old beggar.

The old beggar said to Zhao Xu: "The people from that old bun shop have been selling you buns these days. And they didn't dislike you, and they gave you more buns every time. Now is the time for you to repay them, let them know that good people will be rewarded! Go, I'll wait for you."

"Don't worry, senior! I'll go now." Zhao Xu turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!" The old beggar shouted Zhao Xu.

"You go back to the car and change your own clothes, and I'll give you an hour. It's up to you to not be able to do this!"

"Senior, don't worry, I will do it!" Zhao Xu finished speaking, spread his long legs and ran away.

For a five-kilometer long-distance race, it usually takes about half an hour for adult men.

Because Zhao Xu often ran in the morning, he only arrived at the shed's residence in twenty-two minutes. After changing his clothes, Zhao Xu drove the car and rushed to the vicinity of the "Hang Shang Department Store" at lightning. It was only thirty-five minutes!

Liu Ruoyan and Lin Qiao sat in a car opposite, watching Zhao Xu run out hurriedly, and after coming back, they took off their beggar's clothes and changed into clean clothes.

Lin Qiao asked Liu Ruoyan in confusion: "Miss, what is this guy Zhao Xu doing?"

"I don't know either." Liu Ruoyan shook her head.

She really couldn't guess what Zhao Xu was doing. She was obviously the boss of a company, but she wanted to pretend to be a beggar.

Zhao Xu went to the bank to withdraw 500,000 yuan and came to the "My mother's bun shop!".

"Sir, do you want to buy buns?" asked Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "I'm not here to buy buns, I'm here to invest in your store!"

"Invest in our store?" The boss lady who sold the buns looked surprised.

Zhao Xu nodded, then handed the 500,000 he received from the bank to the owner of the bun shop and said, "This is 500,000, I'm counting as investing in it!"

The owner of the bun shop opened the bag and saw stacks of hundred-dollar bills emitting the fragrance of ink.

"This..." The boss lady looked surprised and made a gesture of "please!" to Zhao Xu, saying, "Sir, please, let's talk in detail!"

"No need! I only have one requirement to invest in your bun shop."

"Sir, please tell me what are your requirements?"

Zhao Xu said: "In the future, if an old beggar comes to buy buns, remember to give them to him for free." After that, he left without looking back.

When the "old beggar!" was mentioned, the owner of the bun shop slapped his thigh, suddenly remembered and exclaimed, "Isn't that young man just now the young beggar who came to our bun shop to buy buns every day in the past three days?"
Chapter completed!