Chapter 11

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Xiaoyuan followed Qilian into the fast food restaurant on the roadside with a low brow and a shy face. After experiencing the brief and tumultuous life of a lighthouse assistant and her death, she returned to the reality that she had no money to eat.

The most despicable thing is that there is still an old song playing in the store, singing "I just realized the difference between my dreams and reality" with a sticky malice, as if it is coming all over my face.

I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought some. "Qilian pushed the food tray in front of her," You're welcome

Jiang Xiaoyuan gave him a half dead smile and thought to herself, "I don't like to eat anything

Sitting on a cold plastic chair, facing greasy fast food, she awkwardly remembered a food blog she had reposted.

"French restaurants are either greasy or greasy, and the meat is too much to eat. Except for desserts, they are all weak. American restaurants simply borrow from the east and the west, so they are not of high quality. Russian restaurants are the favorite of the poor and the bellyful. They are suitable for running canteens in famine years. The East and West made by German and British people are not for mammals at all. The Japanese only deserve to drink soy sauce, not to mention South Korea. When the meat is cured with the Korean method, even if the meat is rotten and maggots grow, they can't taste bad. It is really dangerous. Southeast Asian people have many ambitions. In this magical land, they have a special taste for washing."

Jiang Xiaoyuan's writing skills are not good, and she can only rely on others' wisdom. I feel that every word and sentence in this article speaks to her noble and cold heart, and she has been greatly praised.

Nowadays, Jiang Xiaoyuan remains noble and aloof in spirit, vigorously despising the hamburgers and fries in front of her. At the same time, she also painfully discovers that her hungry body has betrayed her usual style, with a large amount of saliva and mountain torrents attempting to break through a bloody path and dissolve those shameful starches.

Jiang Xiaoyuan struggled to preserve her last bit of dignity and asked in a daze, "How much is it? I'll pay

Qilian: "Eighty

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Damn it, there's not enough money.

Why is this junk food that feels like it's full of toxic substances when bitten in one bite so expensive?

Jiang Xiaoyuan sat stiffly, exerting all her strength to breastfeed, and finally couldn't utter the words' Then let's be AA '.

Qilian knew she didn't have money long ago, so she smiled leisurely and said, "Inviting a beautiful woman to a meal is something we can't wait for. How can we make a beautiful woman pay for it

Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't want to listen to his nonsense. She took out the remote control phone that had saved her life and sent a text message to Qilian under the crazed scent of food: "promissory note: Jiang Xiaoyuan borrowed 130 yuan from Qilian and will repay it within a week

So what will she do next?

Jiang Xiaoyuan worries while eating. No matter what lofty ultimate goal a person pursues, the primary task is to survive. For her, even basic food and clothing are now a problem.

Without a doubt, she needs to find a job to support herself, so the question arises - what can she do?

She can't even operate an excavator.

Jiang Xiaoyuan in this world does not have a decent education.

For great people, 'education' is of no use at all. Gold will always shine. With or without that certificate, they will eventually achieve the same goal. However, for mediocre people, its existence is indispensable because they will not have any other achievements in their lives.

Jiang Xiaoyuan is undoubtedly a mediocre person.

Even if she is a returnee college student who came out of an ashtray, with this degree certified by the Ministry of Education, she can work as a white-collar worker in an office building - as long as she has a good image every day, can print and copy, can pour water when guests come, and can use simple office software to be competent. Graduates from the ashtray department are capable, and graduates from the frying pan and cutting board department are also capable.

But people without that graduation certificate can't.

Even though Jiang Xiaoyuan is confident that she can shoot an identical pioneer ashtray in a parallel space.

Apart from work issues, there is an urgent need to solve - where will she stay tonight? Where will the money for the next meal come from?

Jiang Xiaoyuan gritted her teeth and wanted to borrow a few hundred yuan from Qilian, but after brewing her feelings several times and brainstorming countless times, she was unable to express her request.

She is really not good at borrowing money.

So... should we go to the hospital to find Zhang Tian and urge her to repay the money?

Jiang Xiaoyuan imagined the scene and realized tearfully that she was not good at demanding debts either.

It's really a dead end.

Qilian met her by chance. First, he borrowed money from her at the hospital and treated her to a simple meal. He didn't let her starve to death on the street. Half of the fellow villagers acted with utmost benevolence and righteousness, like the living Lei Feng of the times. It was not normal for him to show hospitality again. Even if he did, Jiang Xiaoyuan dared not accept it.

She didn't hesitate to ask for help until the end. After finishing her meal, she said goodbye to Qilian with a swollen face, pretending to be overweight. Carrying her promise to repay the money within a week, she wandered aimlessly, hoping to find a place to take her in.

Unfortunately, even drinking cold water would cause her teeth to get stuck. As Jiang Xiaoyuan was walking, she was suddenly bumped by someone and pulled to one side with great force. Instinctively, she tied up her two thin and lifeless arms, and the bag on her shoulders was naturally pulled away.

The thief succeeded in one blow and turned to look at her. He stepped on a pair of wind and fire wheels and moved like a gust of wind, but disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xiaoyuan pulled out to chase after him and said, "Bastard, give it back to me

A thief cannot be caught up by someone who has run 800 meters for seven minutes. At this point, the night is already dark and the streets are sparsely populated. Everyone is in a hurry, and when they hear her shouting, not a single person stops to take a look, let alone help her.

Jiang Xiaoyuan ran along the street and couldn't run anymore. Her throat was smoking, and she held onto the roadside utility pole with one hand, wanting to squat down and cry.

But after a moment of thought, she realized that squatting on the roadside and crying was really ugly, like a lost dog. She couldn't do it, so she had to crouch down and barely stand in a vomiting position, trying her best to calm her breathing... while not letting herself cry.

Of course, this image didn't look much better, but at least she was standing.

Jiang Xiaoyuan always felt that only by standing could she have a fierce aura towards the world.

She really wanted to ask the lighthouse assistant, didn't he say he left his dream for her? Is this just a nightmare left behind?

Jiang Xiaoyuan stood there for an unknown amount of time when suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from her feet.

She looked up and was shocked to find that the thief who had robbed her bag had returned!

Three steps away, the thief threw the cloth bag at her and looked at her up and down with disdain.

The thief said, "Are you too poor

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

The thief waved his hand at her with an expression of "forget it, I won't share the same knowledge as you" and said, "I'll give it back to you. The broken bag is not worth two yuan, and I feel too heavy holding it

Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't know whether she should say "thank you" or slap him in the face.

The thief asked again, "I said you don't even have a place to live, do you

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Does it matter to you

The thief let out a "tsk" and smoothed his pants with both hands. He reached out and pointed, "Walking 300 meters ahead, there is an internet cafe where they hire network administrators. You can stay in the cafe at night and take a look

Late at night on the street, the bag thief pitied her for being poor and came to introduce her to a job?

Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't know if this was a legendary experience, so she retorted, "Why aren't you going

I'm not going to do it, the money is too slow, "the thief candidly shrugged and then earnestly advised," like you, there's nothing you can do. You run slower than a cripple and can't do our job. You can only make do with something non-technical

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and glanced at Jiang Xiaoyuan, feeling that he had accumulated Yin virtue, so he came and went without a trace with satisfaction.

Jiang Xiaoyuan pondered on the spot whether to call the police or not, and after three seconds, decided to solve the survival crisis first.

She went to the internet cafe introduced by the bag thief along the way. The boss had a simple interview with her while eating instant noodles, checked the authenticity of her ID card, and then asked her to mortgage it. He gave her a job where she could stay overnight, with a monthly salary of 600 yuan, managing meals, and no more than five yuan per meal. Under Jiang Xiaoyuan's persuasion, the boss agreed to let her pay on a weekly basis.

So she can gather the 130 yuan she owes Qilian over the weekend.

Thirty minutes later, the boss taught her how to register her ID and the process of collecting money, and threw her a phone number: "Call this number when there is a power outage. If the equipment breaks down, ask the customer to replace their computer and call this number tomorrow. Remember

After a pause, the boss said again, "You can play on the computer when you have nothing to do. Be careful when playing, don't go to dirty websites and get me a bunch of viruses. When someone comes, charge according to the pricing standards on the table. Don't give people discounts casually. There are monitors on the counter

After speaking, he shook the ID card that Jiang Xiaoyuan had mortgaged to him, drank all the instant noodle soup in one breath, threw Jiang Xiaoyuan at the counter, and went upstairs to sleep.

Jiang Xiaoyuan silently listened and knew that the boss was not instructing her not to treat guests kindly, but warning her to be clean handed.

She stared blankly at the outdated desktop computer on the counter and the exposed pictures of beautiful women on the desktop, realizing that her survival crisis had temporarily eased and she had the strength to hurt spring and autumn again.

Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't use the internet much before, especially when she was studying. She heard rumors from somewhere that indoor WiFi would emit radiation, so she didn't even install the internet. Anyway, she had plenty of places to relax.

Now, not only is there unknown radiation around her, but there is also a smoky smell, food residue smell, human smell... as well as a room full of unknown creatures killing and killing.

But she didn't even have the strength to complain.

Jiang Xiaoyuan pondered her future life direction in a daze for a while, without any clue, and could only play minesweeper in confusion, passing away the long and impoverished time.

She had a poor start and hit lightning with her first shot, causing the screen to explode with flowers.