So now, the only money he has left is this hundred yuan, and it is estimated that it can only last until tomorrow morning at most.
Yang Yi thought to himself, it seems that tomorrow is the latest, and he must find a job.
Thinking of this, Yang Yi sighed slightly.
"Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. Let's find a place to spend the night first."
With Yang Yi thinking this way, he took a step forward and walked forward.
In fact, Landu University is about forty minutes away from the city, even by bus, so it is impossible for Yang Yi to just get on the bus and go to the city. The reason is very simple, there is no change.
However, there are still many hotels or hostels around Landu University. After all, it is near the school. It is inevitable that some young couples will come out to book a room, so there are also many hotels nearby.
Some hotels look quite cheap, but the facilities are a bit outdated.
After Yang Yi visited four or five hotels in succession, he finally found a hotel to stay in, which cost him eighty-five yuan.
Yang Yi held the remaining fifteen yuan in his hand and put it into his pocket.
Let's have a good sleep here first. If he can't find a job to make money tomorrow, he may really be hungry.
Yang Yi smiled bitterly, then took the key to his room and went to find his room.
At that time, it was the female dormitory of Landu University.
Gu Lianlian had already taken a shower and was chatting with Xiaohan and Sister Wan'er, preparing to pack the clothes she would wear tomorrow.
However, when he picked up his coat, he felt something hard inside the pocket.
"What's this?"
Gu Lianlian was a little confused. She remembered that she didn't put it in her pocket. What to install?
So Gu Lianlian reached out and took out the contents of her pocket.
However, what she didn't expect was that the thing in the pocket was nothing else, but a very neat stack of cash, which was exactly the stack she had handed to Yang Yi with her own hands just now downstairs.
A whole thousand yuan, no more, no less.
Looking at the thick cash in his hand, Gu Lianlian's eyes suddenly turned red and she was about to cry.
Gu Lianlian never thought that Yang Yi would secretly stuff money into her pocket when she wasn't paying attention.
Doesn't that prove that Yang Yi didn't take any money from her at all and only had one hundred yuan on him?
However, how can we survive in the city with just this one hundred yuan? Even if we can survive today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?
What should we do these days?
Gu Lianlian didn't dare to think about it any more.
The next morning.
Yang Yi always woke up very early, so he woke up early at this time.
After waking up, Yang Yi also understood that his time was urgent now, and then he simply washed up, got up and left the hotel.
It was just after six o'clock at this time, so most of the office workers or students were not awake yet, so there were not many pedestrians on the road, most of them were elderly people holding their cats.
Dog walking on the street.
However, although there are not many pedestrians on the road, breakfast is sold nearby.
There are quite a few breakfast stalls.
Some sports students have already gotten up for their morning jog, and they are running after each other.
Yang Yi was walking aimlessly on the street. Suddenly, a breakfast shop fell into Yang Yi's sight.
The small signboard said: fried dough sticks, soy milk, and tofu curd.
"Double dough sticks? Soy milk? Why are they so familiar?"
Yang Yi's footsteps stopped at the entrance of this breakfast shop. He always had a vague feeling that he had eaten fried dough sticks and soy milk before.
And I ate it with another person, and it tasted very good.
But he couldn't remember exactly where he ate it or how he ate it.
Entering the door of the breakfast shop, Yang Yi shouted subconsciously.
"Boss, two fried dough sticks and two cups of sweet soy milk."
Um?
Yang Yi suddenly stopped, his whole body froze on the spot, his brows furrowed.
Because he didn't order like this just now, this sentence seemed to blurt out subconsciously.
And this sentence left a very deep impression on him, as if it was deeply engraved in his mind, as if he had said this countless times a long, long time ago, so he could remember it like this.
clear.
"Is it a part of my memory?"
Yang Yi sat in front of an empty table, minding his own business, as if reminiscing about something.
However, once he recalled it deep in his heart, Yang Yi could feel another unbearable pain in his head.
Yang Yi didn't want to go crazy in this small shop, so he had to shake his head and didn't continue. Let’s continue to think about these things.
"Brother, your soy milk and fried dough sticks are all here."
“If you don’t have enough soy milk, you can refill it.”
The boss smiled brightly and brought the two fried dough sticks and two cups of soy milk on the plate to the table, and then said this.
After saying that, he went to work again.
Looking at the freshly baked fried dough sticks and soy milk, the tempting aroma hit his face, making Yang Yi feel hungry in his stomach.
So Yang Yi picked up the fried dough sticks and took a bite, but soon he frowned slightly.
"No, it doesn't taste like this."
Yang Yi murmured a few words to himself. In his impression, he remembered that it was not this taste, it seemed to be another, sweeter taste.
But Yang Yi didn't think about it. In order to prevent himself from starving, Yang Yi ate all the breakfast. Maybe it was because Yang Yi felt that this breakfast was very familiar. After eating, Yang Yi still felt a little
Hungry.
So, I asked the boss for another bowl of salted tofu pudding and started drinking it.
After finishing the drink, the breakfast items on the table were already empty, and Yang Yi felt full.
"Boss, how much is it?"
"Twelve dollars."
The boss smiled, then poked his head out of the cupboard on the side and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Yang Yi touched his pocket and handed the last two pieces of cash he had to the boss. He also accepted the three yuan change that the boss handed over and turned around and left the store.
Looking at the few green banknotes in his hand, Yang Yi felt a little bitter inside.
