There are no clouds in the sky, the sun is shining brightly, and the bugs have woken up, waiting to be eaten by the birds. The park is full of people doing morning exercises, Tai Chi, Tai Chi sword... Lei Feng rubbed his head and climbed up from the long chair in the park, staring in confusion.
looked at the scene in front of him.
"Why did I sleep here?" Lei Feng said to himself, and shouted at the old man who was practicing Tai Chi not far away: "Uncle, you did it wrong. This move should be like this."
Lei Feng has always been in awe of these old men who practice Tai Chi, thinking that they are the real martial arts masters, the real masters who hide in the city. When he got older, he realized that these were not masters at all.
It's just a matter of showing moves and playing around.
"Wrong?" The old man, who had white beard and hair and looked a bit like a fairy, stopped.
"Wrong, wrong, the real essence of Tai Chi is this." Lei Feng stepped forward and stretched out a hand to chop forward vaguely, then pushed it to the side and muttered: "A
Cut the watermelon in half, half for you and half for me."
Lei Feng has a deep understanding of the essence of Tai Chi. "Pride and Prejudice" also said that the essence of Tai Chi is to cut the watermelon, cut it with one knife, push it half to the left, and then push it to the right half.
Cut a watermelon in half, half for you and half for me.
"Get out!" The immortal old man cursed with his eyes widened.
Lei Feng smiled sarcastically, patted his butt and left. After taking a few steps, he uttered two words: pedantic.
Although this old guy doesn't understand the true essence of Tai Chi at all, and he is too pedantic to correct it. But Lei Feng is a person with the fine traditions of the Chinese nation. He knows how to respect the old and love the young, so he maintains the necessary respect.
After walking out of the park, Lei Feng smelled a strong aroma and suddenly felt hungry. Ah, by the way, I only ate a bowl of beef ramen last night, so I should have some money left.
He pinched his pocket and clearly felt the sound of paper. Lei Feng walked towards the bun shop and said loudly: "Boss, Sanlong Baozi! A bowl of gluten soup!"
"Okay, a bowl of gluten soup and three steamed buns!"
Hearing this, Lei Feng corrected him seriously: "It's three steamed buns and a bowl of gluten soup."
"Hey, aren't they all the same?" the boss laughed.
"Of course it's different," Lei Feng stretched out a finger and said with a serious face: "There is an essential difference between serving the buns first and serving the gluten soup first. If you can't understand the essential difference between serving them first, then you can
You will make a lot less money. This is a business experience, known as the butterfly effect in the financial world!"
"Butterfly effect?" The boss was stunned for a moment and stared at Lei Feng in confusion.
"That's right," Lei Feng said proudly: "Let me explain it to you this way. A mutton restaurant has launched a 78-yuan roast mutton buffet, allowing you to eat mutton for free, no matter how much you eat. They will provide free Coke, and only
Coke, what do you think..."
"Impossible, mutton costs 45 yuan per pound. Only a fool can do this kind of business." The boss waved his hand with a look of disbelief.
"I mean what if." Lei Feng corrected.
"There are no assumptions. If anyone dares to sell it like this, he will lose all his pants. It can't be so cheap. Mutton costs 45 yuan per pound."
"What I said is hypothesis, hypothesis, do you understand? This is a professional term widely used in mathematics!"
"Mutton costs forty-five yuan a pound."
"Suppose mutton costs twenty yuan a pound."
"Damn, if mutton costs twenty yuan a pound, I'll buy a flock of sheep right away."
"I'm talking about hypotheticals, do you understand?" Lei Feng was anxious.
Damn it, why is communication so difficult?
"The mutton is forty-five pounds, and acquaintances also get forty-two pounds." The shop owner was unambiguous.
Lei Feng's eyes widened and he said, "Why are you like this? I'm just telling you another way to make more money!"
The shop owner also glared and said, "Who doesn't know that cola makes your stomach bloated? Do you think I'm a dick? Let's serve the gluten soup first and then eat the steamed buns later. What a dick!"
After saying that, the shop owner turned around and went to make steamed buns.
Lei Feng was shocked: The masters are among the people!
Why didn't I think of this? You can wait until the steamed buns are served first, then eat the steamed buns and then drink the gluten soup...
When the steamed buns and gluten soup arrived, Lei Feng ate all the steamed buns first with a vengeful attitude, and then finished the gluten soup. Finally, he found that he still spent the same money.
"Check out!" Lei Feng shouted.
"Three steamed buns, a bowl of gluten soup, sixteen." The shop owner came over.
Lei Feng took out the money from his pocket and slapped it on the table, stood up, and said coaxingly: "No need to look for it, your store will have to close sooner or later, and you won't be able to do business."
After finishing speaking, Lei Feng strode out.
"Stop!" the shop owner stopped Lei Feng and said, "Brother, our shop only makes small profits, so even if you don't have enough money, you can get credit. Who are you trying to fool by throwing down two pieces of paper?"
The shop owner raised the two pieces of paper that Lei Feng slapped on the table.
Lei Feng turned around, stared at the two pieces of paper in the shop owner's hand, and said calmly: "This is a check."
"Check?" the shop owner spread out a piece of paper and said: "One zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros, five zeros, six zeros, seven zeros, and a one... you take one
Paying tens of millions of dollars to eat steamed buns?"
"Isn't it possible?" Lei Feng raised his head and said, "Brother is rich, so I just use a check worth 10 million to eat buns. It seems that your business is not doing well, and you are not a moneymaker. You don't need two checks.
Once you find it, you should do it later..."
"What the hell!" The store owner glared, threw the check in Lei Feng's face and yelled: "Give me two checks for 10 million so early in the morning to eat steamed buns? Just write down the number on these two checks.
A zero zero check worth sixteen dollars? Damn, I can write it, I can write a hundred zeros!"
Lei Feng smiled and his face turned red. No one believed it, not even him. But when he finished eating, he took out his pocket and didn't see any money. He saw two fake ones that looked very similar.
of checks.
Damn you, I obviously have twenty yuan left, but some bastard stole my money last night. Damn it, just stole it. He also put two pieces of torn paper and wrote 10 million in a serious way.
, stamped a chapter, grass!
"How about this?" Lei Feng said tactfully: "You can find me. I will get one check back, and the other one will be yours. Then you can write one for nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand and nine thousand."
Give me a check for one hundred and eighty-five, won’t this clear up the balance?”
After saying this method, Lei Feng couldn't help but cheer for himself: So clever! So clever!
"You treat me like my second wife!" the shop owner glared, "Give me money, don't even think about going out like this if you don't have money!"
The shop owner was very angry. He had never seen such a bad guy in such a long time since he opened the shop.
"Who said I didn't give you money?" Lei Feng shouted angrily: "I gave you a check for ten million, right? Then you asked me for a check, and that's it, wouldn't it be settled? I, Lei Feng, have traveled all over the world for so many years.
He is a man of great character and will never eat without giving money. You can’t understand it yourself, so why are you talking nonsense to me? I will give you a hundred yuan, but you have to ask me for eighty-five yuan. In the same way, I will give you
For your 10 million yuan check, you have to ask me for a 9,999,985 yuan check. Why don’t you understand such a simple thing?”
Lei Feng was really puzzled. He couldn't figure out how such a stupid person could still do business? Isn't it just a matter of giving money and finding money? Isn't it very difficult?
Everyone around them laughed. This was the first time they had seen such a twosome.
The store owner was confused and pointed at the check in Lei Feng's hand and said, "This is not money."
"Why isn't it money?" Lei Feng shouted: "This is money, ten million! Otherwise, you can ask me for cash!"
"Hahahaha..." The shop owner laughed, waved to Lei Feng and said: "Okay, okay, just because you made me so happy, I don't need the sixteen yuan, hahahaha..."
"No!" Lei Feng got up and yelled: "I, Lei Feng, have traveled from south to north and have always been morally top-notch. I am not a freeloader. Here, write a check for me!"
What the hell, you dare to doubt my integrity, it is simply an insult to me!
"Go, go, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
"no!"
"It's on your face, isn't it?"
"This is not a matter of appearance, but a matter of respect and disrespect. I eat, I have money, and I give you a check. You just write a check and pay it to me, right? It's such a simple thing."
The store owner finally realized who he had met. He wanted to call the mental hospital, but unfortunately he didn't have the mental hospital's phone number.
"Hey, Teacher Lei!" came the woman's surprised voice.
Lei Feng turned his head, his eyes suddenly gleaming, staring straight at the woman's plump butt.
Zhao Ya, the woman who came is Zhao Ya who allows me to look at her big butt at any time.
"Show it to me so early?" Lei Feng blurted out.
Hearing these words, Zhao Ya's face turned red instantly.
"Uh...hehehe, it turns out it's Sister Zhao, she came to visit the bun shop so early, hehehe..." Lei Feng chuckled and tactfully wrapped up what he just said.
At this moment, he became extremely gentle. If he had glasses, he would definitely push the frames slightly to show his identity.
"Hey, do you know this eldest sister? This person doesn't pay for meals!" the shop owner said to Zhao Ya.
"When will I stop giving money? I am a people's teacher!" Lei Feng was angry.
He never said he wouldn't give money. A check is not money? It's 10 million!
"Hey, what's the matter? Teacher Lei was robbed by gangsters yesterday and was hit with a stick on the head..." Zhao Ya came to Lei Feng's rescue and quickly took out 20 yuan and handed it to the shop owner.
Lei Feng walked out.
Lei Feng still wanted to argue, because it was related to the issue of dignity, but although he made some mistakes, he was definitely not stupid. Someone had already stepped down for him, so there was no need to climb up again, right?
Putting away the unhappiness on his face, Lei Feng showed a gentle smile and said to Zhao Ya: "Sister Zhao, it's not that I have no money, but I only have a check. No, I'll give it to you."
Lei Feng couldn't help but handed the check to Zhao Ya, thinking in his heart: Although it is fake, I have expressed my feelings. This is a matter of attitude!
Zhao Ya was stunned, holding two checks, and said in a trembling voice: "You want to support me?"
Lei Feng was also stunned. He looked at Zhao Ya and the prank check in Zhao Ya's hand. He scratched his head and said to Nie Nuo: "I'll support you...if you think it's okay..."
Feeling guilty, Lei Feng felt extremely guilty and kept staring at the prank check in Zhao Ya's hand...
