My Bank Is Connected to Another World

finished working out.

take a shower.

sleep!

No cell phone to play with.

In 2009, smartphones were still in their infancy. In June next year, the mythical beginning of Apple's empire --- the fourth-generation smartphones will be released for sale.

WeChat.

headlines.

Tik Tok.

Meituan.

Gradually entering people's lives, mobile payment became popular, and Shu Fu also thought about getting a share of it, but his current strength is still too weak.

Wait until you have money.

Go to toss again.

What's more.

Now even 4G has not been rolled out, and it is still in the 3G era.

January of this year.

The Ministry of Industry and Information Technology has only issued 3G licenses to the three major operators, which simply cannot support various large traffic users. Most opportunities require prerequisites.

. . .

"jingle!"

"Want Want!"

"Meow!"

"Buzz!"

Under the complicated night background sound, Shu Fu fell asleep.

Open your eyes again.

It was dawn.

get up.

wash up.

Cook.

Simple porridge with vegetables and lean meat, a plate of pickles, and a fried egg. By the way, I made two oil sugar cakes, after cleaning everything up.

out?

No.

It's still early!

Most people who go out now are shopping for groceries and going to work. At around ten o'clock, there are more people with leisure time. Go early and sit dry.

In the small courtyard.

Shu Fu took out a large wooden square, and the carving knife began to dance. This was ordered by the young mother yesterday. In order to save some time, I carved some first.

Eating this bowl of rice and memorizing images are basic skills.

therefore.

He performed rough engraving.

suddenly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Someone knocked on the door, and a familiar voice came from outside, "Shu Fu, are you there?" It was their monitor, Shan Ruo.

Shu Fu stood up.

open the door.

I saw Shan Yao in a beautiful dress.

"Great, I didn't make a mistake. Here, you forgot to take your homework for the summer vacation the day before yesterday." Shan Luo smiled and showed two small canine teeth. As if to invite credit.

"Thanks."

Shu Fu had no choice but to take it. He had already made up his mind to use it as firewood at night.

sorry.

summer homework.

I.

Shu Fu.

No fate with you.

"What are you doing?" Shan Luo felt that she had done a great deed, and was very happy. She glanced at the yard from the corner of her eye and found a pile of sawdust.

"Nothing."

A standard can kill the day.

At this time.

"Xiaofu! Here, I'll see you off." An old lady in the same alley put a cardboard box next to Shu Fu's door, which contained several bottles.

Without further ado, he walked away.

See here.

It was only then that Shan Luo noticed that the cardboard boxes and bottles in plastic bags that Shu Fu saw at the door just now were not what Shu Fu wanted to throw away.

Rather. . . given by others.

moment.

A large number of pictures rushed into her mind, and finally, she came to a conclusion.

——

Shu Fu is collecting waste.

immediately.

Eyes are red.

"Here, I only have so much on me, don't think it's too little." Stuffing more than a hundred yuan into Shu Fu's pocket, he turned around and ran away.

Shu Fu was not given a chance to explain at all.

"..."

Shu Fu was speechless.

please.

It's not what you see. Although I want to chase, my physical strength can't keep up. Looking at the piles of paper bottles by the door, Shu Fu took a deep breath.

have to!

Looks like you really need to talk to the neighbors.

. . .

Shun Tong Street.

ten o'clock.

There were already stalls here to reserve a seat, first come, first served, Shu Fu came to yesterday's place.

A few sticks.

Hold up the little table.

Raise the flag.

Shu Fu sat on a small wooden bench, waiting for the business to come. Keeping the stall was as exhausting as keeping the store, but he was not bored at all.

Only by being able to endure loneliness can one be able to keep prosperity.

Although these words are a bit inappropriate, they are still relevant, not to mention that he is not really in a daze, his mind is running rapidly, recalling the new language.

First.

Recall all the words you can recall first.

second.

Create dialogue scenes, check for omissions and make up for vacancies, and ask for targeted advice next time.

In short.

People are idle.

Heart busy.

While Shu Fu was practicing silently.

"Shu Fu?"

A cry of surprise came from next to his ear, Shu Fu opened his concealed eyes, looked up and saw a familiar face, thought for a while, the representative of the Chinese class in the class.

Jiu Xinqin.

cute.

pretty.

The kind that takes a long time to coax with one punch.

However.

Not Shu Fu's type.

"morning!"

Shu Fu greeted with a smile, glanced at the big bag on the other person's back, and couldn't help wondering, she came here to buy things this early in the morning?

How to buy so many.

"Are you... setting up a stall?" Jiu Xinqin asked with a small face in surprise.

"Um."

"Very good."

She exclaimed happily, then put the bag next to Shu Fu, smiling happily, "Let's be neighbors, it's my first time setting up a stall."

"OK!"

Shu Fu nodded.

then.

Close your eyes slightly, continue to study, chat with girls or something, it's so troublesome. Seeing this attitude, Jiu Xinqin couldn't help guessing that Shu Fu was uncomfortable.

Um!

It must be so, I heard that Shu Fu is weak, it is better not to disturb the patient.

Spread the cloth.

display goods.

She was selling small plush toys one by one. It was her first time doing business, and she didn't know much about it. She picked the ones she liked and brought a bag full of plush toys.

very complicated.

About ten minutes after she opened it.

"Shu Fu?"

The sound I heard this morning.

Single.

Shu Fu opened his eyes, feeling that there are no encounters in life.

Shan Luo looked surprised, but before she could say anything more, Jiu Xinqin hurriedly grabbed her classmate and best friend, who was also her partner in setting up a stall.

"What's wrong?"

Shan Luo asked curiously.

"Business is not very good, one hundred yuan each, just now..." Jiu Xinqin explained in a low voice, just asked two questions, Shu Fu refused to lower the price.

finished listening.

Shan Luo looked at Shu Fu with a surprised face. She thought that Shu Fu was going to pick up scraps for a living, but she didn't expect to have a craft. She was just too stubborn.

He looked at Shu Fu sympathetically.

so poor.

Because there is no business, this is uncomfortable, so close your eyes!

"Ahem!"

Shu Fu coughed to remind them, keep your voice down, there is still someone panting. I'm not angry at all, what's the point of being angry with the two little girls?

See was heard by Shu Fu.

The two girls blushed.

They thought they were right, and looked at Shu Fu with more sympathy.

"Give."

Shu Fu returned the more than one hundred in the morning to Shan Luo.

"I don't need it, you can pay me back in the future." Shan Luo still wanted to help this classmate, and he was the class monitor.

"I have money."

"..."

The two women looked in disbelief, and came out to set up a stall if they had money? People have left waste products at your door, "Shu Fu, we are all classmates, it's okay..."

"..."

Shu Fu, I'm not feeling well again!

. . .

Next half hour.

"One hundred, too expensive."

"..."

"Fifty dollars."

"..."

After several waves of customers left, the two women became more sympathetic, "Why don't you lower the price a bit, if it's 50 yuan, you'll earn at least 100 yuan now."

Shan Luo stretched out a little finger, shaking it in front of Shu Fu's eyes.

A hundred dollars is a lot.

They sell plush toys, and they only earn fifteen yuan so far.

is talking.

A beautiful woman in front of her suddenly sat down, "One hundred, right, come one."

"good."

Twenty minutes later.

"Give."

Shu Fu took one hundred yuan and put it in his pocket, and the two girls opened their mouths. The painting style seems wrong, because there will be three consecutive waves in the next hour.

Three hundred yuan was credited.

after.

A young mother with her daughter sits down.

Shu Fu took out a large wooden board and began to carve it.

"This is?"

"I saw you yesterday and I had an impression, so I made a rough mark before you came."

"oh."

Suddenly, the young mother thought it was used. Although the area of ​​the large wooden board is nearly ten times that of the small wooden board, it does not take that much time.

forty minutes.

Fine repair.

polished.

Everything is done.

"Here, two hundred." A deposit of one hundred yuan was given yesterday.

"Thanks."

"By the way, can you paint it?" She suddenly asked, if it was colored, it should look better.

"Can."

Shu Fu nodded, "But it's time-consuming and requires additional money, two hundred yuan. And I can't do it today, I don't have all kinds of tools for coloring here."

Hearing these words, Dan Nuo's eyes looked at Shu Fu, like looking at a lunatic.

two hundred.

You stole it?

However.

In the eyes of the person you like, money is never a thing.

"No problem, I'll pick it up tomorrow, okay?" Shu Fu's craftsmanship had already gained her trust. If you dare to start this business, you won't be two swords.

"OK."

. . .

After the young mother left.

turn around.

Shu Fu saw two pairs of big eyes, and stared at him with wide eyes, as if looking at an alien, "Shu Fu, you earned 600 yuan this morning."

"luck."

"Don't be modest, we've all seen it." Shan Luo pouted, feeling that she had been deceived, and the day before yesterday she thought Shu Fu was a 'difficult group'.

In a blink of an eye.

Their monthly income is tens of thousands, and the contrast is too great. One morning, I heard that they were like them. They came late, but they earned 600 yuan in red tickets.

no.

Take a bite of Want Want Senbei and calm down.

"..."

See here.

Shu Fu chuckled, this girl is quite interesting.

. . .

afternoon.

Shun Tong Street has more traffic.

"one hundred."

"one hundred."

"one hundred."

Every time after Shu Fu finished collecting the money, Shan Luo would mutter the number, which made Shu Fu have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, as if it was a little familiar.

An average of one per hour.

Finished.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Shu Fu, why don't you carve some small animals or something, they should sell well." Shan Luo asked because Shu Fu's carving skills were so good.

listen.

Shu Fu couldn't help laughing.

"What do you think is the right price for carving it out?"

"Sell.."

Shan Luo wanted to say 20 yuan, but she felt that it was too much. Ten yuan would be a small profit but quick turnover, just when she was calculating the turnover.

"One hundred yuan, the daily wages of many people, is it worth buying a small piece of wood? But the engraving is different. This is unique and has added value."

"so."

"I don't carve animals and other wood carvings to sell."

"most important."

"It's troublesome."

Shu Fu slowly explained that his technique, such as carving small animals and cartoon characters, is easy to grasp, but what price can he sell it for?

Small profits but quick turnover?

never mind.

I have no interest in wasting my own time on this. The current business is enough for him to spend, and I don't want to turn it into a complicated and profitable job.

heard the words.

Shan Luo seemed to understand.

Sell ​​wood carvings.

How much can you engrave in a day? It's not like now, one person is one hundred, one day, five people are five hundred, just like the young mother just now.

One person spent three hundred.

such income.

Who is still tired like a dog every day.

What cartoon animal to carve?

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