Chapter 729 Am I the Little Match Girl? (2)
This point can greatly expand Yun Yi's enthusiasm, but when Yun Yi heard this, she really felt that she might as well not rest.
But, how could Yun Yi think that, if the task sent to her by the system at that time, what would be a more cheating identity than this?
So, what should she do then?
So at this time, Yun Yi had no choice but to ignore all of this, and also ignored the thought of being able to refuse to the system, and just accepted it.
Sell matches, sell matches!
At least, it is also a job of self-reliance. Now, in her pocket, there are dozens of boxes of matches.
Fortunately, it is not the 21st century of the twentieth century. Otherwise, everyone would use lighters, so who would want your matches?
Wrapping those matches in her hands, Yun Yi went to the outside world, but when the cold wind hit, she felt like she was about to die.
I kept running my nose all the time, but didn’t give up at all, and shouted loudly to passers-by: “It’s selling matches! Come and buy them! Christmas, you can go home and eat turkey, but I can only sell them here. Matches, who can pity me, buy my matches!"
Fortunately, the plot was accepted, and fortunately, the words the little girl said were not particularly difficult to understand.
However, because she hasn't eaten for a long time, now, Yun Yi can only amplify her own voice as much as possible, but she can't feel like filling other people's ears.
[Because the little match seller was not given a name by Andersen, and maybe the author didn't notice it, so she was called Yun Yi directly. 】
Now, after Yun Yi yelled a few times, she found that her stomach was even hungrier.
As for herself, she felt even colder. If she continued like this, she would either starve to death or be frozen to death.
Thinking of this, Yun Yi felt that her world was about to turn into darkness, Nima, she had a good vacation, and it turned out like this?
Yun Yi was angry!
Soon, Yun Yi stood there, arousing the pitiful heart of an old lady. This is the place where the little match seller had never been in the original plot.
The little match seller thought that only in the rich district could she find her customers, but she never thought that if she was really rich, why would she buy matches?
People have coal... here, although it is a slum, it is also a place for the poor, and they can't afford coal!
"Grandma, do you want to buy matches?" Yun Yi asked happily, looked at her, and at the same time handed the match in her hand to the old grandma.
The old lady looked at Yun Yi with pity, "My baby... really, I've suffered for you..."
Yun Yi didn't understand what the old lady said, "It's not bitter, it's not bitter, old lady, come and buy a box of matches, it's very cheap, it only costs one franc."
A franc coin is equivalent to the role of a dime in modern times... (PS: This is also a coin written by the author, don't refer to any country.)
The old lady looked at Yun Yi, then stretched out her hand and took out five franc coins from her body, "Give me, give me five boxes..."
I don't know if it was because of the old lady's call, but the people in this slum really came to buy her matches.
(End of this chapter)
This point can greatly expand Yun Yi's enthusiasm, but when Yun Yi heard this, she really felt that she might as well not rest.
But, how could Yun Yi think that, if the task sent to her by the system at that time, what would be a more cheating identity than this?
So, what should she do then?
So at this time, Yun Yi had no choice but to ignore all of this, and also ignored the thought of being able to refuse to the system, and just accepted it.
Sell matches, sell matches!
At least, it is also a job of self-reliance. Now, in her pocket, there are dozens of boxes of matches.
Fortunately, it is not the 21st century of the twentieth century. Otherwise, everyone would use lighters, so who would want your matches?
Wrapping those matches in her hands, Yun Yi went to the outside world, but when the cold wind hit, she felt like she was about to die.
I kept running my nose all the time, but didn’t give up at all, and shouted loudly to passers-by: “It’s selling matches! Come and buy them! Christmas, you can go home and eat turkey, but I can only sell them here. Matches, who can pity me, buy my matches!"
Fortunately, the plot was accepted, and fortunately, the words the little girl said were not particularly difficult to understand.
However, because she hasn't eaten for a long time, now, Yun Yi can only amplify her own voice as much as possible, but she can't feel like filling other people's ears.
[Because the little match seller was not given a name by Andersen, and maybe the author didn't notice it, so she was called Yun Yi directly. 】
Now, after Yun Yi yelled a few times, she found that her stomach was even hungrier.
As for herself, she felt even colder. If she continued like this, she would either starve to death or be frozen to death.
Thinking of this, Yun Yi felt that her world was about to turn into darkness, Nima, she had a good vacation, and it turned out like this?
Yun Yi was angry!
Soon, Yun Yi stood there, arousing the pitiful heart of an old lady. This is the place where the little match seller had never been in the original plot.
The little match seller thought that only in the rich district could she find her customers, but she never thought that if she was really rich, why would she buy matches?
People have coal... here, although it is a slum, it is also a place for the poor, and they can't afford coal!
"Grandma, do you want to buy matches?" Yun Yi asked happily, looked at her, and at the same time handed the match in her hand to the old grandma.
The old lady looked at Yun Yi with pity, "My baby... really, I've suffered for you..."
Yun Yi didn't understand what the old lady said, "It's not bitter, it's not bitter, old lady, come and buy a box of matches, it's very cheap, it only costs one franc."
A franc coin is equivalent to the role of a dime in modern times... (PS: This is also a coin written by the author, don't refer to any country.)
The old lady looked at Yun Yi, then stretched out her hand and took out five franc coins from her body, "Give me, give me five boxes..."
I don't know if it was because of the old lady's call, but the people in this slum really came to buy her matches.
(End of this chapter)
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