Although he was comforting him, William still felt a little awkward.
Beta Fu's "good brotherly" look was slightly different from the beautiful and cold dream lover in his impression.
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The entire Pearl Island is divided into two sides, north and south.
The south is a paradise for tourists, while the north is an area for pearl seekers.
All the poor people gather here, either working as cheap labor for pearl farm owners or swimming to deeper waters in the hope of finding high-quality pearls and escaping poverty and becoming rich.
Old small wooden boat.
Various huts built with plastic and iron sheets.
Bamboo poles were set up on the beach, with old clothes and salted fish hanging on them. Walking on the road, the smell of sweat and salted fish mixed with the stench of the road.
Wang Xiaoming carefully avoided the clothes that were blown to the ground by the wind and walked towards the recruitment office in front.
Just yesterday, his survival coins and backpack were stolen. The game exchange channel has been closed, forcing him to find other ways to make money.
The pearl worker recruiter glanced at him and said, "Basic salary is 10 yuan per day, and you can use diving equipment for free. The pearls you pick are weighed, and they are 20 yuan per pound."
As a newcomer who was unfamiliar with the place, Wang Xiaoming could only get dishonest prices.
But he nodded in agreement.
Because he had no choice but to agree.
Take your tools, go out to sea unfamiliarly, and look for pearls in the clam shells according to what others have said.
The seawater temperature was very cold in the morning. The low-quality diving goggles kept pouring seawater into my eyes, causing indescribable pain. In the process of collecting pearls, my fingers and soles were constantly pierced by sharp shells. After working for two or three hours, I collected less than one pound of shells.
"You only made this much in this morning?"
Wang Xiaoming was disliked by the manager when he came up, and he felt very depressed, but he still had to go in the afternoon.
After a whole day's work, he finally got the hang of it, but he only earned 60 yuan in total for the whole day.
He almost froze to death to earn the sixty yuan. He used the money to eat a hot meal, and there was still more than forty yuan left, but he didn't dare to put it in his pocket. He took off his shoes and stuffed all the money into his socks.
late at night
He did not go back to the subway where he had slept before, but found a bridge tunnel nearby.
There were already many people sleeping here, most of them were pearl divers as poor as him. Wang Xiaoming looked around and finally found a place full of garbage. There was also a homeless man lying next to the garbage. Obviously, this was a bad place that the people in front of him were unwilling to stay.
But there was no other choice.
Wang Xiaoming, who was tired after a day's work, moved the garbage away, glanced at the homeless man next to him, and fell asleep leaning against the wall.
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Game Day 3
The money was still in his socks, but if he wanted to survive in the game, these few dozen dollars were definitely not enough.
Wang Xiaoming got up early and headed straight for the pearl-hunting bay. He was more successful in finding pearls today than yesterday, and he made 160.
After deducting the necessities of life, there is still 182 yuan left. As time goes by, Wang Xiaoming feels that his life is getting better and better.
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After a day's work, return to the bridge tunnel.
The homeless man was still there, still lying on the ground in the same position as when he left in the morning.
Wang Xiaoming, feeling relaxed, looked at the homeless man and patted him on the back.
"Brother? Brother?"
The tramp didn't respond.
Seeing this, he exerted a little force with his palm and turned the man over.
A sour smell came over me.
The tramp grunted weakly twice, and then vomited a large pool of yellow liquid with a "wow".
(End of this chapter)