Chapter 137 Southern Flour Mill(1/2)
Author: Mahjong Jun
Pingyang County, near a public toilet.
Zhao Wenmu and the little girl have gone far.
Although Zhao Wenmu did not see it with his own eyes, he can roughly guess what will happen next.
"Hey, brother, do you want to do it? Each of us will share half of it."
The money picker turned his back to the public toilet and took out the roll of dough.
The young man licked his lips.
He was confused.
one second.
"Dry!"
The man who picked up the money said again:
"You're not going to take the money and run away, are you?"
"No, no! How could it be?"
Young people stared intently at the Great Unity.
His eyes are full of greed.
In my head, there is only ignorance.
"No, what should I do if you run away?"
The person who picked up the money still didn't believe him.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
The young man was a little anxious.
The person who picked up the money seemed to have had a good idea.
His eyes lit up and he said:
"Give me all the money you have, and I will return it to you after you go to the police station to search me!"
The young man looked at the scroll of unity and nodded vigorously.
"middle!"
As he spoke, he took out all the money he had.
Probably only a dozen yuan.
The man who picked up the money frowned, this kid is too poor.
There was no way, his target was not this young man in the first place, but it was a pity that Zhao Wenmu did not take the bait.
"No, this is too little. There are 334 yuan here!"
"Give me this watch too!"
The bright watch on the young man's wrist is his real goal.
Otherwise, if it’s only a dozen dollars, it’s better to just forget it.
After all, there is a cost for him to lie to people.
The young man looked at the watch on his wrist and then at the scroll of unity.
This time I was really a little hesitant.
Because the watch was bought by his family for his brother to marry his wife, he just wore it secretly to feel comfortable.
But when he thought that he could get it back after going to the police station and searching him, he took off his watch without hesitation.
The man who picked up the money took the watch and quickly stuffed a large roll of dough into his arms.
"Hide it well, don't let him discover it!"
The young man immediately hid the money in his pocket in a panic and pretended as if nothing had happened.
He didn't even dare to glance at the pockets of his clothes.
I just felt heavy and warm in my pocket.
The young man felt that he wanted to go to heaven.
"Why doesn't he come out yet? I'll go over and have a look!"
The two of them waited for a while, but the person who lost the money still didn't come out.
The person picking up the money was a little impatient.
He said and walked to the public toilet.
The young man still tried to remain calm and waited outside.
Until it gets dark.
Why didn't the person who picked up the money come out?
Huh? Can I run away?
In this way, doesn’t all the 334 yuan belong to me?
Between the watch and 334 yuan, he decisively chose 334 yuan.
So, he turned around and ran away.
In fact, if he rushed into the public toilet and took a look, he would find that there was no one inside at all.
The young man ran home and hid in a corner.
Secretly take out the Great Unity.
Excited heart, trembling hands.
A bright future is ahead of us.
Trembling, he opened the roll of money.
Hey, why are you still dazzled?
Take a closer look.
Suddenly my hands and feet felt cold and my whole body was numb.
Where is this roll of money?
It's obviously just a roll of white paper.
Even the outermost one is only half a piece of unity.
Zhao Wenmu really didn't expect this.
These liars are so stingy.
Not even willing to give up a piece of unity.
But think about it, in this case, a big unity card can be used to cheat twice!
Scammers also want to reduce costs and increase efficiency.
As for why Comrade Xiao Zhao knew this was a scam?
Don't ask, asking means you are born smart.
What he got back then was a whole big unity card!
At least enough to survive for a month.
As for the young man who was deceived, Zhao Wenmu didn't know whether a family tragedy occurred that night, and he didn't care.
Pay some tuition and learn a lesson!
Entering mid-June, it is the wheat harvest time again.
This year, all the land owned by Zhao Wenmu's family was given to Zhao Wenlin, except for one piece of land, where a lot of vegetables were grown to serve in the canteen of Jingyun Factory.
Zhao Zichen and several others who work in Jingyun Factory are in charge of taking care of it.
Compared to working in the crayfish house, he prefers to go home and harvest wheat.
Because he feels that in a crayfish restaurant, you have to use your brain to consider many things, such as new dishes, new equipment, marketing and promotion, etc.
It seems that there is an invisible aura shrouded there. As long as you enter its range, you will have to run for life.
But it's different at home.
When wielding the sickle to cut the wheat, he only had to think about one thing.
Don't cut the sickle into your leg!
He can transform into a ruthless wheat-cutting machine, seal up his precious brain, and repeat actions without reason and logic over and over again.
To be continued...