Our Time: Unswerving until Death

Chapter 7 Making money!Quickly make money!
Zhao Deyi, the shopkeeper, watched the rickshaw carrying the gold master go away. When he turned around and returned to the store, his face returned to normal. He opened the curtain, walked straight to the counter, and took out a tightly wrapped bag from the bottom drawer. I took out a handful of oceans from the pine box, thought about it later, and put back a few pieces calmly.

Bumping the heavy ocean in his hand, Zhao Deyi walked towards He Qi, neatly piled up the ocean, placed it on the table, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said: "I've been busy for a while, sorry to trouble you, Mr. For the reward, please accept it with a smile."

There is nothing wrong with what Zhao Deyi said, but the silver dollars on the table are not authentic, not because of the money, but because the remuneration is half less than that of a normal translator.

The reason is that He Qi is a newcomer!
As for money, anyone who takes it out feels distressed.

He Qi glanced at the silver dollar. There were ten yuan. In fact, he knew that it was less than the normal remuneration. Before coming here, he heard Li Yan say that the last time the Ying Guoguo bought a painting, Zhao Deyi only paid for it. Mr. Zhang's remuneration was 20 yuan, and this time he sold two paintings. Normally, the remuneration was more than 20 yuan.

However, He Qi didn't say anything. She just arrived here and has a job. It's not bad. I'll talk about the rest later. Then, she put the silver dollars in her bag, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your generosity, shopkeeper."

Seeing that He Qi accepted it and didn't say anything plausible, Zhao Deyi smiled even more, waved his hands and said politely: "Look what Mr. said."

He also said meaningfully: "On Liuli Street, there are about a hundred shops, all of which are engaged in the business of cultural antiques. Our ancestors' things are not only liked by our own people, but also by foreigners. The shopkeeper on this street, Mr. Zhao, also knows a lot of people. Foreigners come here every now and then. No one in each family can understand foreign language. It is necessary to hire a translator. If you don’t spend money, you are afraid that the gentlemen will come. Being late or looking down on this little money will delay everyone."

He Qi thought about it, and thought that this was going to be an introduction job, but she also knew that Zhao Deyi might have his own thoughts, but he just didn't know the rules of this industry, so he pretended not to understand, and said calmly: "For the treasurer, please explain clearly."

Seeing that He Qi's teacup was dry, Zhao Deyi refilled the tea for Qin Qin, and said with a smile: "Sir, I just came back from the West, and the journey was full of dust and dust. If you don't mind, Zhao will go to Qingyuan Building to book a table. In the evening, everyone will be invited." The shopkeeper and the person in charge came to have a light meal, and clean up the dust for Mr.

These words are so bright, those who don’t know really believe it, and Zhao Deyi’s real purpose is to pick up jobs for He Qi and extract agency fees from them. He Qi smiled slightly, thinking that she was going to find a job anyway. , This meal is not free, and said: "Thank you, it's a waste of money."

Talking to smart people is comfortable, some things don't need to be broken, everyone tacitly understands, Zhao Deyi has won the essentials of this trip, seeing He Qi agrees, the smile on his face is even brighter, if you sit cross-legged, sitting in the altar On the stage, three sticks of incense were placed in front of him, just like a Maitreya Buddha. At this time, in Zhao Deyi's eyes, He Qi, although still dressed in tattered clothes, was shining with light, which was the light from the white silver coins.

"Sir, a little heart is not a respect." Zhao Deyi took out two silver dollars from his pocket and put them in front of He Qi, very generous.

"Oh~ what does this mean?" He Qi asked puzzled.

"There is a saying, Mr. Don't be angry, tell people to rely on clothes and saddles. Mr. Zhao Mouzhi's experience is understandable, but in this world, after all, it is still more based on appearance. What kind of identity and status can be judged by a sharp eye. Come out, whatever you say in your mouth is to look at someone. This kindness, Zhao has no other intentions. He goes out and sees him off, and enters an alley. There is a tailor shop. Mr. We can’t let a group of people who see what they say look down upon them.”

How could He Qi be angry, she wished for more intentions like this, the better, and quickly said: "Thank you!"

Zhao Deyi stood up and shouted towards the backyard: "Yan'er, I've been busy with everything this morning. Take Mr. Li to the Li's shop to pick out two clothes."

"Hey!" Li Yan responded immediately. Just now, he listened to He Qi talking to foreigners behind the door, and in a blink of an eye, he earned 10 yuan, which was his salary for several months. The shopkeeper was also respectful. Er Qi admires He Qi from the bottom of her heart.

"Sir, follow me." Li Yan opened the curtain and said.

"Hmm~" He Qi got up, suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhao Deyi: "The shopkeeper, it may take a while."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Deyi asked, put down his teacup, and looked at He Qi.

"After shopping for clothes, I have to ask Li Yan to lead the way and find a suitable place to live." He Qi said.

"What am I talking about!" Zhao Deyi thought for a while, and led He Qi to the backyard. There are rooms on the left and right. The one on the east side is the residence of Zhao Deyi's family, and the two rooms on the west side, one is where Li Yan lives and the other is One is a utility room.

The utility room is full of tattered wooden chairs, calligraphy and painting utensils, and a few newspapers are spread on the floor inside. Gouwa is lying on the ground because of his buttock injury, his eyelids are fighting, but he dare not fall asleep. He Qi came, and stood up "squeaky".

The house has been unoccupied for a long time, and there is a lot of dust. Zhao Deyi stood at the door, pointed into it and said, "Let Yan'er tidy up, it's another bright room, if you go to live somewhere else, it's not as spacious as it is, not to mention it's worth it." Extra money."

And this good thing, of course, was disrespectful, He Qi had no reason to refuse, bowed towards Zhao Deyi and said: "Thank you shopkeeper for taking me in."

Zhao Deyi just smiled and said nothing. Businessmen are shrewd. It is impossible to lose money. Only those who hold it in their hands are the most at ease. What is the utility room? It's a lot of money.

He Qi glanced at the yard, but he didn't see Wang Lao Er, so he guessed that he was rushing to the wonton stall. On the way to the clothing store, he gave Li Yan a piece of ocean, and asked Li Yan to find time to go to the wonton stall to hand over to him. Wang Laoer, by the way, ask Wang Laoer to find some time these few days, and bring his buddy San'er to visit, and invite them to have a meal.

Li Yan responded one by one.

Li's shop sells Chinese-style clothing. He Qi originally wanted to buy a suit, so he had to give up. In the end, he bought two long gowns, and bought two for Gouwa according to the style of Li Yan's clothes. , I went to the shoe store again, this time, I spent a total of nearly 4 oceans, plus the one for Li Yan, if Zhao Deyi hadn't subsidized two yuan, and provided free accommodation, it would be impossible to say that the 10 oceans , it's gone when you get it.

Money can make ghosts grind, but without money, it is difficult to move an inch. The end of the poor ghost is still a poor ghost. This principle is not limited by time and space. Even if it is pushed forward 1000 years, it will still be useful. A few oceans, lamenting that I have been the life of a poor ghost in the two lives, a little sad, a little frightened, and a vision emerges in my heart urgently: "Make money, make money quickly, this is the truth!"

(End of this chapter)