Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Anyang County, with a per capita income of no less than 20 Liang silver a year, is one of the top counties in the whole dynasty. Here gathered rich businessmen from all over the world, daily flow in and out is a large amount of silver.

In such an environment, there are many beggars in the streets and alleys of the county. There is a strong competitive relationship in their profession, and Chen Daqiang is one of the industry leaders among them!

"Wow, you're really amazing." Lin Jinan sincerely boasted that he squatted on the ground and looked at his bowl with heartache on his face.

Chen Daqiang's nose rose to the sky, "of course, on begging, Ye is a master level."

He suddenly approached the young man's face and raised his hand to dig out the mud on his face. "After that, you will follow me. I promise that hunger will never catch up with you!"

“……” Lin Jinan, however, wanted to be the richest man. He patted off Chen Daqiang's hand, and his eyes were full of flattery, "brother!"

The first step to become the richest man is to keep his life and keep his talent low!

On the 45th day of begging with Chen Daqiang, Lin Jinan finally ushered in the opportunity to become rich overnight.

On a sunny day, the beggar's hand could not stop shaking. Lin Jinan licked his dry lips and pleaded with his friends, "please, give me something small to eat. I haven't eaten for three days and nights, and I'm going to die."

A rich woman stopped in front of the beggar and put a rotten nest head in his broken bowl.

"Thank you, madam. I wish you good health and long life."

Everyone likes to listen to auspicious words, the woman got the blessing, left with a smile on her face.

Lin Jinan's smile broke down

Wotou is sour, eat may have diarrhea, but if you don't eat, the stomach will hurt!

Chen Daqiang went to the East that day to beg for food in the street. Lin Jinan was in the west, and there was no meat balls for lunch.

Lin Jinan sighed faintly. What Chen Daqiang wanted to get was always the freshest, not moldy or stinky, but also some meat dishes with oil and water. He was about to envy him to death.

Under the eaves is a good place to cool down. Lin sits on the steps, breaks open the head of the nest with his hand, tears off a small piece, and puts it in his mouth to chew and swallow slowly.

"Let's all let go. Those who want to live should be scattered!"

A layer of man-made sandstorm rolled up on the street, and small stones rolled up under the horse's hooves flew around. One of the bigger stones hit Lin Jinan's forehead. He raised his eyes angrily, and his nest head fell off.

as like as two peas, Shen Zhiyang, the son of the horse group, has a face that looks exactly like that of the other.

"Shen Zhiyang!" Lin Jinan is stunned in situ. The man is riding a horse. He disappears into a black spot and disappears under his eyes.

Chen Daqiang a face to spit on the ground, "surnamed Li's men are really a group of mad dogs."

In the East Street, he asked for two drumsticks from the restaurant. He was about to go west when a group of horsemen suddenly rushed out. In the chaos, he was not in a hurry to escape. The drumsticks fell to the ground and rolled countless circles in the dust and mud, and the bones were all crushed!

"Well, what's the matter with you?" He said indignantly to the youth, but the little brother in front of him looked like a dejected one, silent, like a rotten wood, with no aura to speak of.

"I want the temple," Lin said

It was going to be dark and he would spend the night in the street if he did not go out of the county gate.

Night fell quickly. Lin Jinan lay on the straw and couldn't help thinking about the scene in the day.

Childe is like jade, unparalleled in the world. A man with the same face as Shen Zhiyang has his long dark hair held high by a valuable jade hairpin, like jade skin and gorgeous brocade clothes. At first glance, he is a child raised in rich clothes and food.

Lin Jinan's heart could not be restored for a long time. He could not help but wonder whether the man he saw in the daytime would be the same person as Shen Zhiyang.

Can it be? What if the skin is similar?

Lin Jinan is trapped in a struggle. What he likes is Shen Zhiyang's soul, not his simple face. But that face is really like him. Lin Jinan dreams about Shen Zhiyang every night.

For him, the leather bag is not a substitute, but a redemption.

"What do you want to know about Li? You have a grudge against him The next day, Chen Daqiang, who successfully met with his younger brother, was puzzled when he faced the young man's questioning.

"What's his name? If you have a family name, you'll always be famous. " It's not Shen

Lin Jinan some lost, he realized that he was holding on to Chen Daqiang's collar, the expression of vicious pursuit of the text.

What he did was a bully.

"His name is Li Xiuzhi. He is the son of the richest man in Anyang County. He is arrogant and domineering. He is a dandy." With that, Chen Daqiang spat on the ground. If he had been born in the Li family, he would have been stopped by Li, and he would have been a dandy a hundred times!

"The richest man, the son?" Lin Jinan chewed the two words of the richest man, his eyes shining, "Li family on his one child?""How do you know?" Chen Daqiang opened his eyes and glared at the past, "he will inherit the treasure of the Li family and become the next richest man in Anyang County."

Lin Ji Nan's mind, he thought of a wonderful way, not only can close to the end, but also can become the richest man, complete the strategic task.