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Chapter Thirty-Seven At the First Performance

"God, please bury me with gold coins!"

Young Master Ye Fei stood dumbly on the road. Ever since Snooker threw him into the imperial capital three days ago, he had been wandering the streets and did not even dare to stay in the cheapest hotel for one night.

One gold coin is too little. Let alone turning it into 36.8 million, it seems impossible to ensure one's survival in the imperial capital. After all, this is the imperial capital, and the level of consumption is not Normally high.

In three days, he spent twenty silver coins just for food. If he continued like this and couldn't make any money, he was really worried that one day he would be exposed to death on the street and be thrown into the wild as a beggar.

That would be too miserable.

"No, don't just think about making money now, it's only right to save your life first."

Young Master Ye Fei was stunned for a long time, and finally he shook his head and woke up. After walking around on the street, he immediately discovered that there were some small advertisements for recruitment in some places that he had never noticed. Looking at some small advertisements on the wall by the roadside that were obviously newly posted, he immediately sensed the opportunities that might exist in them.

"Well, this seems good. I'll run errands for others, and get food and lodging included. Three gold coins per month."

"This is good, help people raise horses, and provide food and accommodation for two and a half gold coins per month."

"And this, as a grocery store clerk, you will get three gold coins every month."

"Hey, this job actually has a minimum guarantee of 300 gold coins per month, and there is no cap. It's really generous! Male hotel waiter, what kind of job is that? Ah, I understand, bah bah bah, it must be a duck. "



"Okay, Master, I'd better search from house to house first." After spitting several times, Master Ye Fei made up his mind and started to follow the addresses on the small advertisements and search all the way. Fortunately, in his previous life, he had originally Because I have the experience of going to Taipei to make a living as a countryman, I will not lose my fighting spirit in such a predicament, and it even feels like I have returned to the past and experienced the feeling of life again.

The first company: "Sorry, we hired someone yesterday."

The second company said: "Look at your little arms and legs. If you can do this job, I'd better wait until you grow again."

"Well, your conditions are basically suitable. Let's leave your contact information and we will send someone to contact you if necessary." The third company said.

From morning till dusk, Young Master Ye Fei felt that his legs were numb from walking, but there was still no place willing to take him in. He even went too far and asked him to pay a deposit of fifty silver coins. After training, we will see if he can Can't say it's qualified.

Poor young master Ye Fei only has eighty silver coins left in his pocket. He has to hand over a fifty silver coin deposit. If he encounters a scammer, he may really commit suicide.

Sitting on the ground and eating two steamed buns for dinner, Master Ye Fei wailed in pain: "Am I really going to be a wandering singer? Place a bowl under an overpass and sing while waiting for passers-by to throw money in. Oh God, Can't you show your kindness and make me a rich man instantly?"

Obviously, God, who had been scolded so badly by him, would never give him any charity. Even after his wailing voice ended and he let out a soft "hula", he was immediately drenched from head to toe!

"What does it smell like? It stinks." Young Master Ye Fei touched his face sadly, then put his hand on his nose and smelled it. He immediately woke up and stood up and cursed: "That bastard splashed and washed his feet. Who cares about public morality?"

The window of the small building on the street closed with a "squeak" sound, blocking all the curses he wanted to continue.

"It's unlucky for people to have cold water stuck in their teeth. Forget it, I'll go find a place to sing!"

Young Master Ye Fei, who was furious, shook his arm and shook off the water on his sleeves. Then he turned around and walked away in wet clothes. After staying in the imperial capital for three or four days, the surrounding area was full of chaos. He was somewhat familiar with the place. In the direction he was walking, there was a large square where many people were active every night.

However, after walking into the square and choosing a place, Master Ye Fei took out an earthen guitar from the space ring, but he had to continue to cry: "God, please give me a broken bowl."

If there were no broken bowls, it would be nothing for me to sing here. Others would probably think that some young master was so poor and bored that he came to the square to show off. If that were the case, others would probably just throw a few to me. You will never pay for rotten eggs!

"How to do how to do?"

Young Master Ye Fei just sat down, and immediately stood up as if his butt was burning, and started to spin anxiously. Maybe God always leaves people with a glimmer of hope, or maybe Young Master Ye Fei has been unlucky for a long time, and finally his character exploded. Then, after he stood up and looked around for a while, he discovered a beggar lying in the corner of the square, holding a broken bowl and begging.

"God help me!"

Young Master Ye Fei immediately ran over quickly and looked around. After seeing that no one around him had noticed his arrival, he quietly approached the beggar and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, how about we discuss something?"

The beggar was obviously stunned, then raised his head, glanced at Young Master Ye Fei, and then shook his broken bowl containing a few copper coins. The meaning was extremely obvious.

"That's all. I can't bear the child and can't trap the wolf. I can't bear the wife but can't catch the gangster. Master, I will fight hard!"

Having made a decision, Master Ye Fei fumbled around for a long time, finally took out a silver coin, held it in front of the beggar and waved it: "Brother, let's talk about it, can you give me this bowl? If that's okay, , this silver coin is yours, how about it?"

Of course, Master Ye Fei didn't say the last sentence. If that doesn't work, Master, I have no choice but to... grab it!

Probably the beggar hadn't seen silver coins for a long time. Young Master Ye Fei shook his eyes like this twice. He nodded hastily and grabbed the copper coins in the broken bowl. He stood up, handed the empty bowl to Master Ye Fei, and said: "Here!"

"You are a good person." Master Ye Fei smiled brightly and hurriedly sent out a "good person card" orally.


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