He Yuzhu continued nonchalantly: "Are all your votes true?"
"Ding! Negative emotion value +2."
"Hey! Look at what you said, brother. Look, there are no fake tickets nowadays. These tickets are all issued by the factory. I am a serious ticket seller. Can I sell you fake tickets?"
"I ask you, is this vote real?"
"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."
Li Xia's expression changed: "You are deliberately looking for trouble, right? Do you want this vote?"
He Yuzhu: "If your vote is real, I will definitely want it, but what if it is not real?"
Li Xia: "If this ticket is not genuine, I will tear it up myself and be satisfied."
He Yuzhu: "Okay, give me ten pounds of fine grain coupons."
Li Xia took out the fine grain coupons from the small bag and handed it to He Yuzhu: "Ten pounds, five yuan."
He Yuzhu counted the votes: "Your vote is enough for ten kilograms."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +10."
Li Xia: "You're deliberately looking for trouble, right? Do you want it?"
He Yuzhu took out a coarse-grain stamp from the middle of the tickets: "Ha! Look, it's a coarse-grain stamp. And as you said, if the ticket is fake, you tear it up yourself."
He Yuzhu tore open the food stamps: "There is no mimeograph!"
Li Xia: "You're going to tear up my vote, right?"
He said that he would pounce on him.
He Yuzhu grabbed his small bag, pushed him to the ground, and walked out of the alley.
Riding on my beloved bicycle, slipped away, slipped away.
"Ding! +10 for negative emotions."
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One hundred negative emotion points are instantly filled up.
Li Xia, who was on the ground, had a look of unwillingness on his face. He got up and started to chase after him.
Although 95% of the bills in his small bag were fake, there was still 5% that were genuine. That was capital.
"Get the tickets! Get the tickets!"
He shouted, hoping that someone would help him stop the cyclist in front of him, but unfortunately no one helped him, so he could only watch the man in front of him ride his bicycle away.
…
He Yuzhu changed his pigeon business and started a business without capital.
Carrying a small bag, he began to do business in a swaggering manner.
"Tickets are on sale! Tickets are on sale! Coarse grain tickets cost 20 cents, fine food tickets cost 30 cents, and meat tickets cost 80 cents."
He held the five percent real votes in his hand and started shouting.
"Ding! Negative emotion value +10×6."
There are quite a few colleagues around here, and his shout directly disrupted their transactions.
When the people who were trading heard the price, they all ran over.
"Brother, are your tickets real? Why are they sold so cheaply?"
"How can this be fake? Look at these mimeographs. They were all just printed in the factory. I have connections in the factory and I have a strong background!"
Although everyone didn't believe what he said, they all saw that the tickets in He Yuzhu's hands were real, and they started buying them one after another.
"Brother! Give me five kilograms of coarse grains, one kilogram of fine grains... and one kilogram of meat coupons."
"I also want two kilograms of meat tickets."
…
He Yuzhu watched people hand out tickets. Those who looked thin and obviously malnourished were given real tickets, while those who were fat and over-nourished were given fake tickets.
The nearby stall owners saw how popular the sales were and came to buy some.
There were only more than a hundred tickets in a small package, and they ran out quickly.
Looking at the scattered change in his hand, he didn't count it, stuffed it into a small bag, and threw it into the space.
He rode his bicycle and ran out of this place quickly. If he didn't run away, he was afraid of being beaten to death.
Not long after he rode out, the negative emotion value of the system began to rise. People traveling with him had discovered that the ticket was wrong and began to reward He.
Then the price went up faster and faster. He didn't know how many people he sold the counterfeit notes to, but it was quite a lot, probably around seventy or eighty people.
Seventy or eighty people continued to give rewards together, and the amount was still astonishing.
In less than a while, the negative emotion value has exceeded 4,000, and it has no intention of stopping.
"Looks like there's a good chance of five thousand today! I didn't find it so exciting to do something like this. I'll have to come here more often in the future."
He Yuzhu feels that he has found the password to wealth. If this continues, he will soon be able to achieve freedom from negative emotions.
It was already past noon, and he was feeling a little hungry.
The last time he went to a state-owned restaurant for dinner, he was a little disappointed, but now he could go home and feel better.
So I had to go to Lou Xiao'e's house to deal with it. Since I had nothing to do in the afternoon, I could continue to learn waltz from Lou Xiao'e.
Arriving at the door of the big villa, he took off his human skin mask and knocked on the door.
It was Lou's mother who opened the door. She didn't expect He Yuzhu to come at this time.
Not only did she not expect it, Lou Xiao'e didn't expect it either.
When Lou Xiao'e saw no one came at noon, she thought he was not coming, so she went out after lunch and is not at home now.
"Hey! It's a pillar. I thought Xiao'e was back."
"Auntie, isn't the moth at home?"
"No, she went out, maybe to visit her high school classmates."
Lou's mother turned aside and motioned for He Yuzhu to come in.
"Since Ezi is not at home, I'd better not disturb you. Goodbye, aunt!"
He Yuzhu didn't stay much. Lou Xiao'e was not at home, so he always felt uncomfortable wherever he stayed.
This road is blocked, so we can only go back to the factory to have lunch, and then continue fishing.
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Ward 312, First Hospital.
Lou Xiao'e felt a little helpless as she watched her old classmate gnashing his teeth over a newspaper.
She never expected that it would be such a coincidence that she came to visit an old classmate. Before even a few words were exchanged, the old classmate began to criticize He Yuzhu.
It has been almost an hour now, although she really wanted to explain a few words to He Yuzhu.
But seeing that her old classmate was angry, she didn't want to speak.
"You don't even know how hateful that guy is, he can reply ten times to me if I say one thing.
We met four times in total. The first time, I fell down hard. The second time, he was so angry that I almost died. The third time, I just lay here. The fourth time, my big rice dumpling image appeared.
In the newspaper.
Xiao'e, do you think this guy was sent by God to punish me?"
The corner of Lou Xiao'e's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say. Now He Yuzhu's status in her heart is like being sent by God to help her.
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He Yuzhu was looking at Chunqiu on the chair, and suddenly felt his nose itching.
"Ah, cut! Ah, cut!"
I rubbed my nose and took a look at the negative emotion value in the system, which was in the early 5000s. I felt much better.
"Scold! Curse! Anyway, it was Xu Damao's good deed. It has nothing to do with me, He Yuzhu. Next time, I will deliberately lose my identity badge, so that they will have a target when they scold me.
This little chair is a little uncomfortable and my back hurts!
Next time, change to a lounge chair and find a place with good sun, so that you can feel the fish better."