Using bad luck as a reason to collect debts, this fly has done a lot of hard work.
It's completely unconscionable to force people to collect debts, and they pretend to be very considerate.
There has been a saying for a long time that creditors come to your door when the New Year is difficult.
Didn't Yang Bailao delay Xi'er years ago?
Repaying debts is a matter of course. If someone doesn't ask for the principal, it doesn't matter if they care about friendship.
Cai Gen thought very clearly about debts, and he never had any intention of not paying back his debts.
"Well, I understand, I'll transfer it to you."
After saying that, I searched all over my body for a long time and couldn't find my phone.
Not to mention a mobile phone, how could he have a mobile phone if he was wearing ragged clothes and not even a pocket?
Did you lose your phone?
Hey, even though I have used my mobile phone for several years, it would be a pity to lose it.
My 800,000 yuan is gone, and I haven’t paid back the fly’s money, so I should pay my fair share of interest.
However, in the past, interest was paid in advance, so why does this fly still need it?
Is there something wrong with this day?
Cai Gen originally wanted to continue along this line of thinking, but he suddenly woke up.
Are you sick?
Where is this?
Are you still considering these details?
I'm going to die of thirst.
I took out the fly's cigarette and lit one. Because I was thirsty, smoking irritated my throat.
After coughing for a long time, Cai Gen squinted at the fly.
"Are you sick? Are you here to collect debts?"
The fly doesn't understand, how can he be sick when he is doing normal business?
"Lao Gen, please respect my profession. This is not a debt collection, but a normal interest payment.
The deadline is years ago, so whatever you say, you have to find a way to give it to me, no matter where you are."
Cai Gen's throat was so sore that he couldn't continue smoking after two puffs of a cigarette.
In this strange place, I met the person I am most familiar with. There must be some internal connection, otherwise it would be too weird.
"Don't talk about interest first. I can't beat you. Please tell me first, where is this place?"
The fly acted as if it was very difficult, and not being allowed to raise interest was as uncomfortable as cutting his flesh.
As for Cai Gen's question, he understood it clearly and gave the answer quickly.
"Don't tell me, ask the village chief."
Cai Gen was furious when he heard this answer.
He stood up suddenly and kicked the fly.
"What are you talking about with me, I ask? I ask your uncle."
This kick was very forceful and sudden. It hit the fly directly, and then it was as if it was kicked in the air. There was no point of stress. Cai Gen seemed to have taken advantage of his leg.
The fly was like a collection of light spots that disintegrated and dissipated in the air.
Seeing the disappearing fly, Cai Gen panicked. Did he kick him to death?
No, there is no body, which means it is not a real fly in the first place.
Then why is the cigarette in your hand still smoking?
Cai Gen was confused and in a daze as to what was going on.
While I was panicking in my heart, the entities on the road around me also turned into light spots, flying into the air continuously, and then disappeared.
On the narrow dirt road, only Cai Gen was left in a daze.
Is it going to change again?
Cai Gen's daze didn't last long. The dirt road suddenly cracked, and Cai Gen fell down with claws and teeth.
Opening his eyes again, he found himself sitting under a wall, his clothes even more ragged, and there was a broken mud bowl in front of him, which gave him a complete sense of sight.
After a few minutes of scientific analysis and bold speculation, Cai Gen was sure that he was a beggar.
role play?
Soul travel?
Experience all the flavors of life?
Cai Gen can understand all of this, but what he can't understand is, why is it a TV series?
Shouldn't there be only one theme?
What does this constant switching mean?
Cai Gen's current state cannot be described without suffering from hunger and cold.
If you are thirsty, hungry, and have no energy, you have to lean against the wall, otherwise you will definitely lie down like a Capricorn.
I am a crow's mouth. Last time I joked with Lingzi mother and begged for food with her.
Today, all my wishes came true, my dreams came true, and I really became a beggar.
Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, Cai Gen could hardly even move his eyelids, let alone beg aloud.
Forget it, let's die here of hunger and thirst. What kind of food do we want? If we die, we will stop.
I don’t know why, but Cai Gen was surprisingly free and easy when faced with such a dilemma.
Is being happy-go-lucky a compliment?
Just when Cai Gen was tired of watching and really tired, a familiar voice came from the crowd.
"Third uncle, third uncle, you've been hit."
Oh, let me go. When he heard this voice, Cai Gen quickly opened his eyes, trying to see who was coming.
It is indeed Xiao Sun, but the way he is dressed, he looks a bit like a book boy? Or is he a servant? Is he a servant?
I have to eat, so I won't have the status of a bookboy's servant.
Xiao Sun ran to Cai Gen and squatted down.
"Third uncle, I just saw it and you really got hit.
I still have good taste. I would rather work as a servant for others than stop eating and drinking for you.
Han Chuang has been studying hard for thirty years and it finally paid off. Third uncle, you must not forget my kindness."
Is there something wrong with this Xiao Sun's character?
You didn't stop me from eating or drinking. Why am I so hungry?
Besides, I want to eat, what should I read you?
If these are not the key points, Cai Gen doesn't understand what he got into?
"Xiao Sun, you don't need to remind me to repay my kindness. Please tell me clearly, what did I get?"
Xiao Sun actually wants to give a few more instructions. There are many ungrateful people, so I must remind you urgently.
"Third uncle, you have won the imperial examination. As the great master of the imperial examination, you will be able to enjoy the official meal. You will make progress every month."
Cai Gen saw that Xiao Sun was so excited, and he also got excited in cooperation.
OK, I finally won the election, and from now on I will be treated as a civil servant.
Does that mean you don’t have to beg for food?
Can I have some water to drink?
"Xiao Sun, don't lie to me, or I will die in front of you."
Cai Gen feels that his current physical condition is not suitable for being stimulated, otherwise it will be easy to get over it.
Xiao Sun picked up Cai Gen, half-supported and half-hugged him and dragged him away.
"Third uncle, I will take you to see the list. Your name is really on it."
Cai Gen was unable to struggle and followed Xiao Sun for a long distance.
I saw a bunch of people surrounding a wall.
Xiao Sun roughly separated the crowd and pointed at the big list on the wall.
"Third uncle, look, there is Cai Gen's name."
Cai Gen took a look, and sure enough, it had his own name.
Cai Gen, who was careful, looked at the names on the list again. It would be bad if it was a wanted order.
This piece of paper is written very straightforwardly, in vernacular, and contains the list of successful candidates.
Great, I actually got it, really got it.
That's not right, I don't remember when I took the exam?
Forget it, don’t worry about these details, as long as you win, it’s a good thing.
I just wanted Xiao Sun to give me a drink of water, and then find a restaurant to have a good meal.
Yes, since I have been elected as a candidate, I must eat the King’s meal.
