Chu Hao was not in a hurry to take a shower. Originally, he wanted to wait until it was quiet at night and his two aunts were sleeping, quietly hiding in his room and counting money.

Now Barbie is having sex, and Aunt Qian's dream of sleeping in her own room and enjoying a few cents to herself is shattered.

He also wanted to share the joy with his two aunts, but considering Aunt Yun's deep rejection of his own business, he had no choice but to give up.

He cannot let his aunts know about making money for the time being, otherwise he will never want to go out again, and he will probably be watched closely by Aunt Yun when he enters university.

No job is as good as an iron rice bowl. Chu Hao couldn't defeat Aunt Yun, and he was unwilling to be stubborn with this gentle woman who was dedicated to his own good.

After locking the bathroom door, Chu Hao took out three large piles of dimes from his left and right trouser pockets and the back butt pocket.

Feeling the weight of this acquisition, Chu Hao couldn't help but take a breath of air and called out, "Good guy, I didn't expect so much."

Squatting on the small bench, he put three piles of money on his lap and began to count them one by one. After counting each one, he threw it on the concrete floor.

The more he counted, the more frightened he became. Most of the tickets at the front were just a few cents. The further he counted, the more notes there were for a few cents or even a few yuan.

After they were all counted, the cement floor was covered with colorful coins. The visual impact was quite shocking! www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

A total of two thousand five hundred and seventy dollars and eighty-five cents!

Chu Hao was dumbfounded. He thought it would be no less, but he never thought of it so much!

At that time, the booth was crowded and noisy. He was busy collecting money and distributing popsicles, and he was so busy that he became dizzy.

If you think about it carefully, in one afternoon and evening, it happened that today was Friday and it was a close day, and the traffic in the park reached a peak.

Moreover, Chu Hao's variation of throwing balls to win money is really attractive and has a bit of gambling flavor. Many people have become popular playing it like a bullfight and keep throwing away money.

Chu Hao had imagined that this game would attract money, but he didn't expect it to be so profitable. It was like a cornucopia.

No wonder many wealthy men were dragged away by their wives because they were addicted to it.

Chu Hao felt a little excited at this time. More than 2,000 yuan was not in 2022, but in 1984.

What is the concept?

Nowadays, the monthly salary of civil servants in Yanjing who have been eating commercial food is only a little over 100 yuan, and the salary in other places is even lower.

Chu Hao was not dazzled by the money, nor did he fantasize about 2,000 a day or 60,000 a month.

In fact, this model has no threshold at all and can be copied by individuals. It is foreseeable that there will not be too many people imitating Chu Hao's gameplay in the future.

He himself has a very clear understanding of this. This operation can only make a few bucks. If he wants to make big profits by taking advantage of the opportunity of the times and rebirth, he can only make mistakes.

He quickly gathered up the money on the floor and put it back into the pocket of his shorts. He was not worried about being discovered by Aunt Yun, after all, it was still covered with his fragrant triangle of fat.

It was enough to scare Aunt Yun, let alone Aunt Qian who loves to be clean.

Chu Hao took a shower and returned to the bedroom wearing only big pants. Aunt Qian was lying on the bed, reading Old Master comics with gusto.

Probably because she felt the room was stuffy, Aunt Qian threw the suspenders and jeans she was wearing to the bedside and wore high-end Jiangnan silk pajamas.

Two white and long jade legs were swinging up and down rhythmically, and the collar of her pajamas was loose and protruding. Chu Hao could see them all.

I didn't treat him as an outsider at all, or in other words, I didn't treat him as a member of the opposite sex, just like when I was a child.

This impression is not only felt by Aunt Yun and Aunt Qian, but also by others.

Chu Hao felt that he had to find an opportunity to let them understand that he was different.

Sitting on the small stool in front of the bed, Chu Hao glanced at the Old Master comics in Aunt Qian's hand. As a generation who has been influenced by the Old Master, Chu Hao naturally knew the fun and humor of the Old Master. He bought a complete set of them himself.

However, this comic is still classified as illegal publishing and contraband in China, and Aunt Qian doesn’t know which second-rate dealer got it from.

“Giggle, giggle, I’m laughing so hard, even if I’m looking for a girlfriend, Big Sweet Potato will fall into a trap...”

Seeing Aunt Qian laughing so hard, Chu Hao thought to himself, if I showed you a comic strip from twenty years later, wouldn't it make you laugh like a pig?

"Aunt Qian, I've finished taking a shower, why don't you go take a shower too, it's hot..."

After a tiring day, Chu Hao was sleepy to death. Looking at Aunt Qian, he saw that the old master had no intention of sleeping, so he had to find an excuse.

Su Shiqian put down the comic in her hand and yawned:

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy too. I had a fight with your Aunt Yun tonight. I'm mentally exhausted and can't stay up late."

With that said, Aunt Qian went down to the floor and took a bath in her slippers.

Chu Hao took out the mat and quilt from the closet and spread them on the cement floor.

Yanjing is a bit dry, there is not that much humidity, and they live on the top floor. Chu Hao will make do with a bunk on the floor tonight. When the two aunts reconcile and calm down tomorrow, he can go back to bed.

As for the insinuations about Aunt Qian and Fang Wenhua, it wouldn't be too late to ask tomorrow. He felt like he was about to fall apart. Setting up a stall really wasn't something everyone could do.

Chu Hao was drowsily sleeping, and a vague complaint came from his ears:

"You are such a big man. You don't have to worry about catching cold if you sleep on the floor. If you get sick, I still have to take care of you..."

The sound faded away. Chu Hao didn't know how long he had been sleeping. He felt as if he was stuffed into a water tank, which was so suffocating that he couldn't breathe.

Chu Hao struggled to open his eyes and finally escaped from the suffocating dream.
Chapter completed!