Jiang Xiao Shuai took a look outside and saw the first snowfall since the winter season had begun. Thick worn sandals were on the ground and they were really slippery. Suo Wei didn't go back in the evening and he continued to live at the clinic.
Wu sat cross-legged on the single bed at the back room and took a deep breath then spitting it out slowly, and he was mumbling something.
Jiang Xiao Shuai touched Wu's head. "What are you doing?"
"Don't mess it up." Wu took Jiang Xiao Shuai unprofessional hand off his head. "I'm practicing temperament and wisdom gathering."
Jiang Xiao Shuai turned Wu's hand over and saw that he had a purple patch on his skin. Although Wu did not say anything, Jiang Xiao Shuai also knew that when he went to sell his porridge he was bullied out of the place and forced back home without luck. However, this is better. Implacability is always stronger than heartlessness. He will be angry and prove that he has reacted to other people's injuries and he no longer feels that he has suffered a loss.
After a long time passed, Wu spoke, "I don't want to be a hawker."
Jiang Xiao Shuai looked at him.
"I feel that there is no dignity? There is no social status. Isn't it not better than my previous job?"
"No." Jiang sighed
"I just figured it out. I have spent a week and earned a total of two hundred dollars. I took two tricycles, two stainless steel drums and three spoons. Afterwards, it will all be lost."
How can he not lose his mind? It took only two weeks for a week worth of work to be lost. It seems that hawkers are also at risk of business failure..
"So what are you planning to do?" Jiang Xiao Shuai asked.
After Wu's careful deliberation, Wu said, [1]"The busker."
[1]...Busking is the act of performing in public places for public handouts. In many countries the handouts are generally in the form of money but other gratuities such as food, drink or gifts may be given.
Jiang Xiao Shuai facial muscles twitched.
"I thought about it. When I was a hawker I had to invest, and I had to buy stuffs. It was too risky. The buskers have only to rely on a unique skill and make a profit and made money."
Jiang Xiao Shuai said, "What art can you perform?"
"Iron power!"
"....."
When the whole land is filled with cold wind at this time there is a hot and floating popularity, watching the lively crowd surrounding people performing passionate performances.
The old-fashioned tape recorder was turned up to the highest volume, and the noises were filling the area
"The blue-faced Dole Don robbed the horse, the red-faced Guan Gong-Zhen Changsha, the yellow-faced Dian Wei, the white-faced Cao Cao, the black-faced Zhang Fei.....HeyHey!"
In front of the sound coming from the tape recorder, behind the sound of "smash", is the man who use of bricks to smash the forehead.
"Ooh he is good!"
There was a loud cry and screams in the crowd a kid was crying...
Wu wore a face mask that only exposed his eyes. He looked around alertly he had to be on his guard against the City Management Police that could come at any time.
There were already a lot of broken bricks under his feet. These bricks were all broken by Wu and loaded into a sack. There is a paper box next to the bricks. Whenever someone throws money inside, Wu always said thanks.
...
"The underground passageway we passed through was cold as fuck. There is a good food shop in there though" said the Captain of the team.
Chi ignored the Captain's words and went straight ahead.
"Purple King Takubong Pagoda, Green Devil Mighty Yasha, Golden Monkey King, Silver Monster, Gray Elf, Laughing-Ha-Ye!..."
The Captain wondered, "Why is it so lively today?"
The two people quickly walked to the middle of the crowd, and Chi was taller... Even if he stood outside, he could clearly see the situation inside the ring if people. The team leader was short so he can only ask the person in front of him.
"What's going on inside?"
"Someone is performing." Then he other person turned his head back.
The Captain suddenly remembered the hawker who was selling porridge and he smiled. "Is this not that hawker who was selling porridge it has been a couple of weeks..."
Chi was looking at the middle of crowd and focused on the performer.. His two dark, big eyes are really recognizable...
Finally I caught you!
The Captain was about to make a big noise and move the crowd but that gesture was stopped.
At this moment, the atmosphere of the performance reached a climax, the enthusiasm of the people was heightened and the money thrown at the box for the brick smashing made Wu's emotions more and more chaotic. Even when the crowds of Inspectors mixed in ...he did not know about the City Management infiltrators in the crowd.
"Some people may suspect that my brick is false. So, which one of you is coming over to check it..." Suo Wei eyeballs looked around and settled on someone " Hey You Bald man.... You come and test for them." ."
Wu's big hand was pointing to the most dazzling Chi in the crowd.
Chi smiled and walked out of the crowd under the gaze of everyone.
"Excuse me ....can you help me for checking this piece of brick?"
"Its fake"
Wu did not say anything yet. Wu was afraid to be shaken by the shining uniform.
Holding the bricks out of the crowd...
Last time Chi was stuffed with porridge, he had bad lucky enough to let Wu slip away. This time it was lightly loaded, there was no resistance on his head, and if he was allowed to run again? After a few strides across the man, Chi was grabbing Wu collar ...he gave it a pull.
Wu took a brick to hit his own head and tried to hit it on Chi head. Unexpectedly, when this brick was raised, it was greeted by Chi fist and he crashed it in pieces.
Wu was speechless and frozen as if he had touched the electric power and got shot on a high frequency.
Chi pulled his face by his chin,