Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Reading stall owner's appearance, it seems that really won the prize, but also slowly calm down.

"Go for a walk, what are you looking at? The stall is closed!"

The bookstall owner didn't like the feeling of being the focus of the public and waved away the public.

"Damn, this is how much money, so arrogant!"

"The customer is God, don't you understand?"

"Boss, I'm here to buy books Cough, boss, what's your name

Bookstall owner: "get out of here!"

The crowd either swearing or thinking away, Liu Fan also joined in the fun to leave.

Just then.

"Oh, the rag picker!"

The bookseller suddenly opened his mouth.

Liu Fan turned and pointed to himself: "call me?"

"Yes, that's you." The bookseller nodded, beckoned Liu fan to come over, looked at a pile of books at his feet, and asked, "if you don't want these books, I'll give them to you."

Liu fan stopped his bicycle, first in a daze, then in a suspicious way: "uncle, you are not joking, are you?"

The bookstall owner immediately turned his lips and said seriously: "do you think I look like a joke?"

He shook his lottery ticket and whispered, "see, a million! Do you have the money to set up a stall

"Oh, a million." Liu Fan calmly nodded, a very understanding look.

A million At ordinary times, Liu fan must cast envious eyes, but now he bends a few times to be a million, is really not rare.

With the system, Liu Fan's love for money has become a three minute heat. Now what he wants to do most is to upgrade the system by picking up garbage and witness more miracles of life.

"Oh?" The bookstall owner is very dissatisfied with Liu Fan's reaction. It's a million dollars. Doesn't the boy know how to count?

Liu Fan immediately responded, and his eyes were filled with a bright and shining look.

"Uncle, you are so lucky. You can eat a million noodles, drink coke, sleep where you want, and wear a pair of good shoes..."

Liu Fan talks a lot and his eyes are full of yearning.

"Stop, stop!" The bookseller quickly interrupts Liu Fan's words. He glances at Liu Fan with a strange look. His clothes are slightly old, and he has a pair of old football shoes on his feet. Looking at the garbage bag on his shoulder, he immediately sighs that this boy just seems to be used to suffering, and no matter how much money he gives, he won't enjoy it.

Oh, it's sad.

The bookseller looked at Liu Fan with sympathy and pity.

"you can pack all these books, I don't want them."

Said the bookseller.

"The boss is bright!"

Liu Fan's eyes immediately glowed, but he asked the system with vigilance.

"System, are these rubbish?"

System: "count!"

Simply a word, system dad has personality!

Liu Fan immediately began to sweep up the bookstall.

The bookseller patted Liu Fan on the shoulder and said, "young man, work hard, sooner or later Well, you can still meet such a pleasant person as me. "

With a smile, he walked out with eight character steps on his back without looking at the bookstall.

There is a black thread on Liu Fan's forehead, and this uncle is too angry. It's only one million. It's like who doesn't have it.

"Ding, if the host finds a copy of Tianlong Babu, a reward of 1 million yuan will be given!"

"Ding, the host picked up a copy of Xiao Li Feidao and awarded 900000 yuan!"

"Ding, the host picked up a copy of" one hundred years of solitude "and awarded 600000 yuan!"

"Ding..."

The system prompts sound again and again, reaching the level of overlapping prompts, Liu Fan's head is buzzing, and the whole person is almost numb.