When He Sihai came out of the construction site and returned to the rental house, he felt like he was seriously ill. His mouth and tongue were dry, his limbs were sore and soft, and because of the burning sun, his red skin felt a tingling pain.

Even though he has been at the construction site for almost two months, he still feels not very comfortable with his current job.

He didn't know if he could hold on, but his busy work and tired body every day made him have no spare time to think, but instead made him persevere until now.

Of course he didn't dare to think.

I don't want to live a life.

When passing by the cold drink shop on the roadside, the cold wind oozing out of the shop made his body cool.

I took a look at the freezer outside, touched my pocket, which contained twenty yuan wet with sweat, and finally I couldn't bear to buy a bottle of mineral water.

"There are all tap water." He Sihai comforted himself and continued to walk forward.

The weather was so hot that his sweaty clothes were dried in a short while, leaving white salt stains.

He Sihai rented a place far away, but in order to save a dollar of bus money, he chose to walk.

After about two hundred meters left, a man who collected rags was sitting in the shade of a tree, resting under the shade.

He casually glanced at the tricycle, and there were quite a lot of things, most of them were books.

Suddenly a bundle of beautiful girls in bikini caught his attention.

"Uncle, do you sell this magazine?" He Sihai walked over and asked.

"Sell, of course, sell, hehe~" The old man who collected the rag showed a look that even a man understood.

Not only did He Sihai not explain, he scratched his head and showed a simple and shy smile.

"What's shy about? What's wrong with thinking about women? Thinking about women means you are mature. Judging from your honest appearance, the old man doesn't charge you money, you can choose whatever you want."

The old man who collected the trash felt He Sihai's appearance and remembered when he was young.

Besides, these are all based on pounds and are not worth much money.

"Uncle...I want it all." He Sihai blushed and said shyly.

"This..." The old man looked embarrassed. It would be fine if he had one or two books. Such a big bundle could be sold for several dollars.

"I can give the money."

He Sihai took out the only twenty yuan from his pocket in panic, and held it tightly in his hand, reluctant to leave.

"Oh, forget it, you are from the construction site next to you. It's not easy to go out to work at such a young age. Forget it, you can take it."

He Sihai heard this and hurriedly held the bundle of magazines in his arms, with a very good weight.

After thinking about it, I let it go and said to the uncle: "Uncle, wait."

Then, in the old man's surprised eyes, he ran back to the cold drink shop he had just passed by and bought a bottle of mineral water.

"Uncle, you drink water."

The old man who collected the junk was very surprised, but he was not polite and took it directly.

This time He Sihai was no longer polite and left with the magazine in his arms.

"Young man, I walk this road every day. If I want to read books, I will come to the uncle to get it." The uncle who suddenly collected the rags shouted from behind.

"Thank you, uncle." He Sihai turned around and showed a honest smile.

"What a good young man." The old man sighed.

But he didn't notice that He Sihai had no honest smile on his face when he turned around.

A piece of lime was squeezed from the wall of the road, and He Sihai went straight to the gate of the 32nd Middle School College, found a slightly remote corner and sat down.

Then he opened the bundle of magazines in his hand.

I just flipped through it and found a total of twenty-eight bikini magazines, ten martial arts books, and an unused notebook.

This is even better.

He Sihai put ten martial arts books outwards and only put two bikini books.

High school students are still shameless. If they put them all in bikini magazines, they may be embarrassed to buy them. This is why he found a remote corner.

"Martial arts secrets, two yuan per book."

He Sihai wrote a few words on the ground with lime blocks.

Then put the notebook under your butt and wait for the school to finish school.

He Sihai is on the construction site in the morning shift, from 6 am to 4 pm, and the students are about to finish school.

Sure enough, before He Sihai finished reading a magazine, he heard the ringtone of school after school.

Then a large number of students flocked out of the school.

There are many stalls at the school gate. At this time, students come out to find food and have to go to evening self-study later.

But these do not conflict with He Sihai.

"Martial arts secrets, boss, you are so funny." The three students saw the words written by He Sihai, and they all surrounded him curiously.

He Sihai glanced at the fried skewers in their hands, all of which were meat, and swallowed.

But this also shows that their family is not bad and they are rich.

So he smiled and said, "It's really a secret book of martial arts. It's not a lie. It's a regular national publication. If you don't believe it, you can read it."

As he said that, he spread out the bikini magazines he had just built together one by one.

The eyes of several high school students were immediately attracted, and they stared at the bikini girl on the cover of the magazine.

In the end, these three students contributed 21 yuan to He Sihai.

Martial arts two yuan per book, bikini magazines five yuan per book.

He did not lie. He wrote martial arts secrets written on the ground for two yuan per book, but he did not write bikini magazines for two yuan per book.

And beauties naturally have to be "noble".

Boys are 15 or 16 years old, and they are all hormone monsters.

So there is no need to talk about He Sihai's business.

It was sold out soon, and some were thin-skinned. I bought this martial arts and bikini just by the way.

Some people are on the verge of being exposed, but they don’t even cover up, just run away in their pockets.

So He Sihai obtained a net profit of 159 yuan, which was the cost of deducting one yuan of mineral water.

This is almost as good as his salary for one day at the construction site.

When I stood up and prepared to go back, I found the notebook under my butt.

I couldn't help but show a look of annoyance. Why didn't I just say it as the "wordless heavenly book" and sold it for ten yuan?

This notebook is decorated with yellow leather thread, which is very ancient, and it makes perfect sense to say that it is a wordless heavenly book.

I thought about it and let it go, and keep it for accounting purposes.

So I put it in my pocket and ate the cheapest fried rice on the roadside, which cost only five yuan, and drank three bowls of clear egg flower soup for free, and then continued to go back to the rental house.

The place where He Sihai lives is an illegal building in a city village, with an area of ​​only 10 square meters and 150 a month.

Back in the room, threw the notebook on the bed, took out the money from [Yuyou Reading www.uutxt.me] in my pocket and counted it.

I made 160 yuan in my book purchases, and I originally had twenty in my pocket, so I totaled 180 yuan. I lost the mineral water and rice money and had 174 yuan left.

He Sihai counted three times and confirmed that it was right. It seemed that he had to find a way to get 26 yuan, get some money, and then save the card.

He didn't dare to put it in the rental house. He had been patronized by the thief three times. The last time, the thief left him half a pack of cigarettes, but unfortunately he didn't smoke, so he was finally given to the foreman.

He Sihai took the notebook over and found a ballpoint pen with a lost cap in the crack of the drawer, preparing to record it.

But when he looked through the notebook, he found that there were words on it.
Chapter completed!