Sun Rifeng's shout did not stop Zeng Luoluo, but awoke the old man listening to Peking Opera.
The old man opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Sun Rifeng like a monster and asked:
"Hey, kid, what are you doing sneakily here."
Sun Rifeng thought that he was howling like that, how could he be sneaky. However, it is better to be humble in other people's places:
"Excuse me, uncle, is this a village of ten people?"
"Yes." The old man answered simply.
Sun Rifeng folded his hands and begged:
"Please, uncle, I have something to do with people in the village. Can this iron gate be opened to let me in?"
"Let you in?!"
The old man exaggeratedly raised his tone, which made Sun Rifeng's request very funny.
The old man bulged his eyes and knocked his fan on a small blackboard behind him:
"Frozen, don't understand the rules at all, see clearly!"
Sun Rifeng didn't know where he had annoyed the old man, but he also read the blackboard carefully. He read the content on the blackboard word by word:
"Entrance to the ten-person village, enter the village to pay."
"Oh, that's right, if you want to enter the ten-person village, you have to pay the village fee."
Sun Rifeng has heard of admission fees, admission fees, and party admission fees, but he has never heard of village admission fees. This is really wrongdoing on the grounds of his own existence.
"Then, how much have to be paid."
Sun Rifeng asked the old man, and he reached into his trouser pocket and began to take it out. He thought to himself that this village is not a tourist spot, and the entrance fee is only five yuan or ten yuan at most.
However, Sun Rifeng suddenly discovered that whether it was five yuan or ten yuan, it was now fifty cents, and he couldn't get a penny out of his pocket.
He wondered where his wallet went. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered the urgency of going out last night. He didn't carry the wallet at all. The cost of taxiing to the jewelry store was still paid by WeChat.
How can it be done now, or ask the old man if he needs WeChat
"Uncle, I don't have cash with me, can I use WeChat to transfer money."
"WeChat? I don't believe it, what is WeChat?"
I don't know if the old man is deliberately pretending to be crazy or stupid, or he really doesn't know what WeChat is, anyway, he just kept setting up Sun Rifeng. New Bayi Chinese website debut
Sun Rifeng asked casually:
"Then how much do you have to pay for the entrance fee?"
The old man suddenly stretched out five fingers, and Sun Rifeng touched his head and said:
"Five yuan? Or fifty?"
The old man sneered with disdain:
"fifty thousand."
"Fifty thousand?! RMB?"
Sun Rifeng asked in surprise.
The old man slapped open the fan, and the cold weather didn't know what kind of air channel he was fanning:
"Why, do you have coins from other countries?"
Sun Rifeng rubbed his arms and shook his head quickly:
"No, I don't have 50,000 RMB either." ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
The old man closed his fan:
"Hey, you kid is sincere, not glib.
No money... Then get out. Really, he didn't even understand the rules of the village, and he dared to come to the village of ten people. Lengtouqing is Lengtouqing. "
rule
Upon hearing this word, Sun Rifeng understood what the rules said by the couple he met in the cave-in.
It seems that what the woman said is not fake.
Right now, Sun Rifeng definitely can't get this 50,000 yuan.
Sun Rifeng looked up at the sky, and then asked the old man:
"Uncle, it seems that my phone broke down when I went down the mountain. Could you please help me see what time it is now?"
The old man glanced casually at his old watch on his wrist:
"It's 4:30 in the afternoon."
Sun Rifeng is now able to figure out why when he left for the last time, men and women didn't hold him back. Co-author, there is a dead old man at the gate.
Sun Rifeng pondered for a moment. It was dark early in late autumn and in the mountains. If he turned back to find the couple's help and borrowed the 50,000 yuan first, the couple would be very happy because they were in their arms.
Then, Sun Rifeng asked the old man again:
"Sorry uncle, I want to ask another question, do you know the bird of paradise."
"Snee!"
The old man sneezed deliberately, and deliberately sprayed on Sun Rifeng's face:
"do not know.
We have sparrows, magpies, thrushes, etc., and now it’s flying away in the cold. I have never heard of the bird of paradise you mentioned. "
Then the old man started to drive people:
"If you have no money, let's go. After listening to this Peking opera, I will lock the door and return to the village.
By the way, don't expect me to pry open the iron gate to come in after I leave. I don't know what the bird of paradise is, but there are vicious dogs inside the iron gate.
Barking! "
The damn old man even learned two bad dog barks after he said that, let alone the barking really resembling, immediately numbed Sun Rifeng's scalp.
Sun Rifeng had nothing to do, so he could only play an emotional card:
"Uncle, I'm really looking for something to do with the people inside, or else I owe you the village fee, OK? As long as I find that person, I will be rich soon, and I will come out to replenish you at that time.
Look at my dirty body, isn’t it because I’m in trouble? You should help me, or I might die in this wilderness.
Besides, the entrance fee of 50,000 yuan is unreasonable. Are you deliberately making things difficult for me? "
Maybe Sun Rifeng's bitter drama has worked? The old man was finally willing to look at him, but the old man's next words made Sun Rifeng feel bitter for a while.
The old man said:
"Is it reasonable
Boy, let me tell you, as long as you step into the territory of my ten-person village, you don't have to question anything, it's reasonable.
In this world, all the things done and all the rules set by the strong and the rich are reasonable, and only the weak and self-pity people will keep asking unreasonable.
A long time ago, our village suffered a catastrophe. The nine remaining people in the village and I all crawled out of the loess pile.
From then on, we only live for money, because only money can make our existence reasonable.
Let’s look at this bridge boy again. This bridge, this iron gate, and the tunnel behind the iron gate made of mud are all built by myself without any mechanical contractors.
Back then, the upper dam was destroyed for a purpose, and the flood raged on our ten-person village. As a result, half of the village and the bodies of the villagers were washed away.
The bridge is gone, and the road is gone, leaving only the stagnant pond below. If I don’t build this bridge, do you think your people can get in
Also, you said you want to enter the village kid. Oops, there are more people who want to enter my ten-person village, but there are not many people who can accept our reasonable regulations in the end, so now in the village, they are all wolves!
They are all hungry, so do you want to go in for dinner for them? "(End of this chapter)