World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 715

In those days, there were a lot of fare evaders on trains.

I originally thought about evading fares, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this matter violated the prohibition of "cheating" again.

Sanheizi said: "I don't think we should pay so much attention to it. It's impossible for the Tian family to keep an eye on us."

With the power of the Tian family.

This is really not sure.

Since we plan to cooperate well, it is better to abide by the agreement unless absolutely necessary.

I told Sanheizi not to worry and let me think of a solution.

The two of them left the ticket hall.

Although it is night.

But there are still many people outside.

I saw several beggars begging next to me.

Suddenly I had an idea.

You can’t steal, rob, cheat, or gamble, but you can always borrow money, right?

Before going down the mountain, Mr. Cui had collected our phone numbers and bank cards, so we could only borrow cash. I planned to call Mr. Jin. There should be someone from the Laoliang Gang in Chengdu and ask him to send the old man immediately. The people from the Liang Gang first lent us some money to spend.

I borrowed the phone from a young guy next to me and made a call.

I called Lu Cenyin first.

Mr. Cui brought them new phone cards. Although there was no electricity on the mountain, Mr. Cui would take the batteries off their mobile phones and take them down the mountain to charge them every few days. Contact with them was completely smooth, but they could only receive calls or not.

I first reported to them that I was safe, and asked them to find Mr. Jin’s phone number from the address book and give it to me.

After getting the number.

I made another call to Mr. Jin.

But what I didn't expect was.

Mr. Jin actually turned off his phone.

Without any choice.

I had to try to see if any of these beggars were from the Laoliang Gang.

Came to an old beggar.

I learned the way the Laoliang Gang salutes each other when meeting each other, putting hands on shoulders, slightly bending knees, and bowing.

When the old beggar saw this, he looked at me with a smile.

I was thinking of something interesting, and since I couldn't lie to anyone, I had no choice but to directly nominate the number and purpose: "This old man, I am a friend of Mr. Jin, the boss of your old grain gang..."

Not finished yet.

The old beggar stuck his head out, put his ear to it, and asked loudly: "What did you say?"

I had to say it again.

Hearing this, the old beggar nodded: "Whoring? Go find that woman!"

in the direction of his fingers.

A middle-aged aunt walked towards us with a meaningful smile on her face and asked in a low voice: "You two brothers, do you want to rest?"

Sanheizi said: "Go aside!"

The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she left immediately.

We have no choice but to give up on the Laoliang Gang path for the time being.

Wandered around the station square for a long time.

The time has come to eight o'clock in the evening.

I saw an old man with a big kettle next to him and a chess game in front of him. On the cardboard sign was: "Pay ten yuan if you lose, earn 30 yuan if you win."

This is a simple street chess scam. It is mainly divided into two types: "clearing chess" and "mixed chess". The former is relatively simple, while the latter has a special trick. How to cheat the specific end game is not explained here. Without going into details, interested readers can check the information themselves.

In order to exercise my thinking ability, Sister Jiuer played too many games of chess and Go with me. I don't want to be too good at solving this kind of street game!

When the old man saw me coming, he held his hand towards me like an old chess puzzle and asked me to play a game.

I'm not polite, just go up and do it with him.

Soon.

I beat him three times in a row and made 90 yuan.

The onlookers cheered.

The old man was sweating on his forehead and looked very angry. He increased the price to 200 yuan a plate and asked me if I still dared to come.

My thoughts came just in time.

Even if you add a thousand buddies, you won’t be afraid.

Wait until he has laid out his chess pieces.

I thought about it for a moment, and I realized that three attacks will not eliminate two, General.

When the old man saw this, he suddenly put away the chessboard and ran away.

Sanheizi raised his hand and caught him.

Argue with each other.

Finished calf.

Two public servants came. Not only did they hand over the chessboard, but they also said that we were a fraud and issued a confiscation order. They confiscated the money I won as fraudulent funds and told us to leave quickly, otherwise we would be dealt with seriously.I was speechless to the extreme.

Everything returns to zero!
Sanheizi advised me: "Boss, does playing chess count as gambling?"

I scratched my head: "Probably...it doesn't count."

Sanheizi said: "But your ultimate goal is to play for money. Is there any difference between playing chess, playing poker, and playing mahjong?"

I suddenly remembered Kong Yiji’s words: Stealing books is not stealing.

The time has come to 09:30.

The chess game just now was all wasted.

Sanheizi said: "How about I do it?"

I asked: "How do you do it?"

Sanheizi replied: "Sell yourself!"

I suddenly widened my eyes.

Sanheizi explained: "Let's set up a stall and perform hard qigong. I've done it before, so I should have no problem earning tickets!"

I said: "That should be called busking! No...why did you go there?!"

Sanheizi replied: "Don't you always say, use your brain but not your hands? I was afraid of losing you, so I never mentioned it!"

I gave it up and said: "There is no shame in making money!"

Just do it.

We picked up lime, a few bricks and pebbles nearby, and wrote on the ground: "Authentic Shaolin Qigong, if you have money, you will be rewarded with it, if you don't have money, you will be rewarded with it!"

Wait until Sanheizi's opening words come out.

My mind immediately settled.

This guy has really done it before.

You don’t have to be too skillful in your warm-up conversations!

After a while, many people gathered around.

They were all wandering outside with nothing to do before the train arrived.

Sanheizi mainly performed four major performances, breaking stones with bare hands, splitting bricks with an iron head, golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, and Arhat finger stand.

During the performance.

In order to show that there is no support around him and the things are genuine, he even asked the audience to pick up bricks and sticks by themselves. The scene was exciting and full of interaction.

Several boss-like people tried Sanheizi's skills with wooden sticks. Seeing that these were all hard skills, they not only generously gave money to Sanheizi, but also asked Sanheizi if he was interested in working as a bodyguard in their company, with a monthly salary of six thousand.

After the performance.

We counted the money and found that there were more than 700 yuan.

The two hurriedly went to the ticket hall to buy tickets.

We found a small hotel to stay in.

Before going to bed.

I felt quite guilty, so I turned to San Heizi and said, "Heizi, I have been wronged today. But brother, I promise you, it will only happen this time!"

Sanheizi turned over and replied vaguely: "After learning martial arts, I can bring my goods to Su Jun's family..."

Early the next morning.

We took a bus to Shen City.

After arriving in Shenshi.

I found a small shop, paid a few yuan in change, and called Mr. Jin again from the public phone in the shop. This time the call was connected, and I directly asked him to borrow money. 2 yuan was enough. Ask him to send Lao Liang to help people from Shenshi Tangkou deliver money to the station.

Mr. Jin was very cheerful and asked me to wait for a while.

After half an hour.

A man driving an Audi came to us and gave us [-] in cash.

I kept in mind the requirement not to disclose my wealth and did not dare to ask for more. I only took [-] yuan.

It was already the third night when we arrived at Baishi.

We dare not neglect at all.

I took a taxi directly to a village in Fu County at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

After getting off the car, I ran wildly.

Finally arrived at the address before twelve o'clock that night.

This is a quite large farmyard.

I knocked on the door.

After the door is opened.

A seven or eight-year-old, chubby, white boy with an upturned braid on his head asked sleepily: "Who are you looking for?"

I said, "Is Mr. Fang Ha Yuan at home?"

When the little boy heard this, he rolled his eyes at me a few times: "I am just... but you are rude, I will ignore you!"

"Bang".

He actually closed the door!
(End of this chapter)