Chapter 7 Do you want to do a vote?

Chapter 7 Do you want to do a vote?

Chapter 7 Do You Want to Do Something?

After walking along the roadside of the night market, I found that the people who made the most money were those who set up the chess board. There was a large circle of people surrounding them, and from time to time, people who thought they were good at it would come up to give them money.

With this little trick, it's easy to make a couple of thousand dollars a night.

Xu Mingyuan looked down on these despicable tricks and wanted to call the police, but then he thought better of it. The chess scam would not be cracked down for another two years. Besides, passers-by were giving advice. The winnings and losses were basically around a few dozen yuan. As long as it was not a big deal, no one would care.

After nine o'clock, the number of people in the night market was reduced by more than half.

Although everything was handed over to Xiao Yangzhi, Xu Mingyuan, who was already bored to death, was not going to waste his time. It would be better to go home and sleep early than to earn the extra hundred or eighty yuan.

After buying some skewers and snacks, Xu Mingyuan went to find Xiao Yangzhi.

"Uncle, aunt, it's getting late. I'll take her back first."

Xu Mingyuan gave the food in his hand to the kind couple who lent him the stall. After listening to them praising little Yangzhi for being sensible for a long time, he responded happily.

"Let's go, hurry up and pack up."

Seeing Xiao Yangzhi squatting there slowly, as if he wanted to sell for a while longer, Xu Mingyuan kicked her lightly with the tip of his shoe.

"it is good."

Yang Zhi had no choice but to nod. She looked around and saw that no one was coming this way, so she put her things in order, including the plastic paper the couple gave her as a cushion and put it in her bag. She also asked the couple to help put away the cardboard with Xu Mingyuan's words, and left while thanking them.

"How does it feel?"

Xu Mingyuan, who had already eaten half full at the stall, handed Xiao Yangzhi a few skewers of meat and asked casually.

"Fortunately."

"That's how it is to set up a stall. I was too embarrassed to do it the first time, but I forgot about it after receiving the money. The first time is stranger, the second time is familiar. No matter what the product is, once you have come into contact with it, you will know that it is actually nothing."

"Ah."

Yang Zhi still didn't say much, but she felt surprised in her heart.

Although Xu Mingyuan lived in the school dormitory after being taken to live by Xu Jun, the two had contact many times over the years. She always thought that Xu Mingyuan was a person with a bad temper and must have been a bad student who often fought in school. She didn't expect that he had done these things.

"Brother, here's the money."

Suddenly Yang Zhi thought of something, holding the skewers in one hand and untying his backpack with the other.

"Let's put it in there first. How many are there in total?"

"Two hundred and seventy-five dollars."

"Do I take the fifty?"

"No."

“That’s all.”

Xu Mingyuan didn't care either.

It was one hundred yuan more than he expected. It might be because the SARS epidemic had just been lifted, which made people visiting the night market more willing to spend.

It’s a pity that the school term in the university town in Jiangcheng has not started yet. I remember that in 04, Xu Mingyuan could earn about a thousand yuan a night by setting up a stall selling bracelets in the university town.

“You can sell it for a while longer.”

"What's the point of selling a few hundred or so extra? Can you still rely on selling things for a lifetime?"

"Not tired."

"No need. You're just sitting there doing nothing as the stall is about to close. You're just selling something new. How many days can you still make money by the time people learn it?"

Xu Mingyuan did not agree. Although it was not a matter of money, selling the self-selected skewers would only last a week at most. After that period of time, it would be good if he could make two hundred yuan a day.

"You can go to other night markets. There's a bigger night market on West Jinjiang Road."

"Fuck it, you're going to start school in two days, right? Have you finished your homework? Is it necessary for you to worry about this?"

Xu Mingyuan interrupted her and ended the topic.

Without Xiao Yangzhi to work for him, how could Xu Mingyuan come out to set up a stall?

"It's okay." Yang Zhi said in a low voice.

After hearing this, Xu Mingyuan looked at her curiously and asked, "Why? Don't you miss me?" "I don't know..."

Yang Zhi was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Oh, you're really daring." He pushed her forward a few steps while pressing her head. "Do you think you are me? How can you survive? You know my father is unreliable, and your mother is even less reliable. What do you want to do if you don't learn? Go begging with a licking face?"

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xu Mingyuan frowned and said, "Why do you have so many worries, little brat? Just study hard and everything will be fine. I can support you to go to school without any problem. You don't need to worry about it."

Having lived two lives and treating her like a child, Xu Mingyuan couldn't help but speak in a preaching tone.

"Ah."

"Hurry up, the wontons in the bag are all clumping together."

Xu Mingyuan, with empty hands, walked quickly forward and urged at the same time.

Xiao Yangzhi, who was carrying a bag, also quickened her pace, but was afraid that the plastic bag in her hand would break, and she did not dare to ask Xu Mingyuan to wait, so she had to clumsily chase forward with the bag in her hand.

In the past week, Xu Mingyuan had nothing to do and went around Nanxi. After the initial novelty wore off, he just felt it was inconvenient and had an old smell. It was not as clean and tidy as it is now ten years later.

Then I took Xiao Yangzhi to set up a stall to earn money for daily expenses. The most I earned was on Saturday, when I received more than 400 yuan, and then it basically fluctuated around 200 yuan every day.

Although Xu Mingyuan had nothing to do with it, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he still felt a little embarrassed to take money from Xiao Yangzhi all day long.

Besides, Xiao Yangzhi is about to enter the third year of junior high school, and the school starts half a month earlier, so the vacation will be over in less than a week.

This also shows that the days of exploiting young poplar branches are coming to an end. If we don’t find a solution, we will end up with nothing sooner or later.

After staying with Xiao Yangzhi for a while, Xu Mingyuan saw that there were not many people around, so he said hello to her and went away for a walk.

When he arrived at the door of the Internet cafe on Liang Street, Xu Mingyuan frowned but still walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, a pungent smell of cigarette smoke rushed into my nose.

Internet cafes in 03 had been popular for two years. People at that time were also very down-to-earth. As long as they could have fun, they didn’t care about the environment at all.

"Network administrator, open a card."

"All night?"

"It doesn't make sense."

Xu Mingyuan threw five dollars on the bar and took a small card from the red-haired girl with her account number and password written on it in ballpoint pen.

After finding a relatively clean computer, Xu Mingyuan took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the keyboard and mouse over and over again before pressing the power button.

Xu Mingyuan was not being pretentious. Even this relatively clean machine was covered with a few spots of cigarette ash, and several commonly used buttons were shiny to the touch, with a bright oily sheen.

I turned on the computer and logged into QQ as usual, and as expected, the password was wrong.

I remember that I used QQ to contact my junior high school classmates. We all registered together and it seemed that I spent two yuan. Later, after WeChat came out, I rarely used QQ.

Xu Mingyuan has only used a few passwords over the years. After trying several times, he ended up using his own name plus his abbreviation.

After logging in, a long string of message prompts started to make "ding ding ding" sounds. After I clicked "open all", even the mouse was stuck for a while.

Several people came up to ask him how he was, why he had called in sick, and whether he would still go to school. Some said that the teacher asked him to call back.

Xu Mingyuan took a look at the names. Each one was an eye-catching one. Most of them didn’t even have a note. Only the sub-areas had notes, indicating that they were classmates in high school.

Xu Mingyuan typed: It's okay, thank you for your concern.

After copying it, I replied to all the messages.

There is basically nothing else on the computer desktop except games. Most of the popular online games this era are Korean games. The most people play Miracle, but not many people play Legend from the past two years.

As a phenomenal game, it took only one year to push Shanda to unattainable heights.

But as soon as Legend came out, it was plagued by various malicious loopholes and plug-ins, forcing players to give up this game and turn to other options.

This is also a common problem in Korean games. When making the game, no one even considered making an anti-cheating program.

Unfortunately, the gaming industry had already been valued by big capital at that time, and countless funds were poured into the online gaming industry. Even if Xu Mingyuan had money, it would be difficult for him to invest in good games.

Since I can't get a share of the game's pie, it should be okay to get a piece from the plug-ins.

Xu Mingyuan thought about it carefully for a long time. Since it is not illegal to make plug-ins now, should he give it a try?
(End of this chapter)