Chapter 7 The True White Moonlight
In the early morning of the next day, the dawn was everywhere.
Jiang Qin slipped out of the house, rode a bicycle around the city, and then entered the Jeju City Zoo.
Because it was a double superposition of Sunday and summer vacation, the gate of the zoo was crowded with people, which was even more crowded than going to a temple fair.
An hour later, Jiang Qin was squeezed out of the zoo, even his shoes were almost trampled off.
After going out, he squatted in front of the door and took a big sip of water, then took out his Nokia, called Guo Zihang and asked him to come over.
Guo Zihang's home is not far from here. After receiving Jiang Qin's call, he immediately got into the car and drove here, humming and humming along the way. Although he was sweating profusely, he was in a good mood.
Now he was looking forward to being summoned by Brother Jiang every day, and he always felt that there would be money to be made in the next second, but when he found Jiang Qin, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.
I saw Jiang Qin squatting on the ground, holding a plucked chicken in each hand.
"Brother Jiang, what are you doing?"
Jiang Qin shook the chicken in his hand: "I bought two chickens for ten yuan, and I will give you one. Take it back and let your mother stew it for you to eat."
Guo Zihang looked at the gate number of the zoo. Although he didn't understand it, he was greatly shocked: "Why do you go to the zoo and bring animals with you?"
"I didn't bring it here. I bought it. It was fed to tigers in the zoo. A chicken costs eleven yuan in the market, but you buy their chickens to feed their tigers, so it's half the price."
"Then...then why don't you feed the tiger?"
Jiang Qin's eyes froze after hearing this: "I bought the half-price chicken with my ability, why should I feed the tiger?"
Guo Zihang opened his mouth and hesitated for a while before speaking: "You are the wool of the zoo."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want it?"
"Yes, I love chicken!"
Guo Zihang took the chicken that Jiang Qin handed over, squeezed the chicken's neck tightly and glanced at it, his expression suddenly became very complicated.
He can even imagine the scene where the tiger in the zoo reconciles the account with the administrator, but finds that the account cannot be reconciled no matter what.
The tiger said I didn't eat it, don't you fucking frame me!
The administrator said that if you are less Bibi, it is what you eat.
The tiger said it's okay for you to fucking steal my chicken, I didn't eat it anyway.
The administrator said you didn't eat the dog?
"Brother Jiang, what are you doing at the zoo to buy chickens?"
"I plan to buy half-price chickens in bulk, quietly transport them out, and sell them to the market at a low price of ten yuan, which can be doubled as soon as they change hands."
"Then why did you only buy two?"
"I checked with my eyes. The security guard at the gate of the zoo is a bit strong. I guess I can't beat him, so I asked you to be the vanguard and help me test his strength."
"Stop Brother Jiang, I'm the most cowardly, don't talk about fighting, I stutter even when I curse!"
"You only know how to eat worthless things!"
Jiang Qin put the chicken in his hand into a plastic bag, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip.
It's really quick to make money by speculating, but it really can't be done all the time. He doesn't want to cause trouble, he just wants to stand up and earn money. Besides, this kind of small trouble is indeed far from his goal of being reborn.
Jiang Qin stood up, handed his own chicken to Guo Zihang, and asked him to help take it back, while he rode his bicycle to the next stop, the Jeju City Library.
He is now very troubled by the first pot of gold, but he has tried various methods to no avail.
Damn, it's really difficult without a system.
But even if he has no idea, he doesn't plan to squat at home, because as long as people are lazy, they will become more and more lazy. This is the truth he summed up in his previous life, so he decided to go to the library to find some books and see if there are any in them. The Golden House might give him some inspiration.
"How to Be an Attractive Man Like a Rich Woman"
"Effective opening remarks after meeting a rich woman"
"Fifteen Gentlemen's Details Impress Rich Women"
"The Gorgeous Transformation of the Third Tang Seng"
"The Success Story of a Rich Woman"
Jiang Qin picked a few books from the Humanities and Social Sciences District and planned to study them carefully.
To be honest, he felt that judging from the current situation, the only shortcut for him to get his first pot of gold was to be close to a rich woman. The young man was strong and strong, and it was not shameful to work hard to earn money.
Jiang Qin came to the reading area with a stack of books in his arms, but before he could sit down, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the southeast corner.
There was a young girl sitting there, wearing a waist-tight long skirt, a small arm placed on the table was whiter than snow, her eyes under thick eyelashes were as bright as water, her red lips were moist and full, and her long, smooth hair was draped over her shoulders. Hanging down, shining like a pearl under the sunlight.
At this moment, the girl was holding a thick book, carefully flipping through it, her eyes flickering constantly, demure and well-behaved.
Jiang Qin froze for a moment, a related memory seemed to be activated in his mind.
Feng Nanshu, the student girl in Class 1 of Senior Three, the taciturn flower of Gaoling, the real Bai Yueguang of Chengnan High School.
It is said that she is taken to and from school every day by a car with wings, accompanied by a special driver and bodyguards, and her family background is very mysterious.
Some people say that her father is a rich man who does transnational business, some say that she is a princess exiled from the Beijing circle, and some say that she is an illegitimate daughter who cannot see the light. In short, there are all kinds of things, but the credibility is very low.
However, Feng Nanshu did have the temperament of a wealthy daughter, with a cold personality, no friends, and never said a word to others except answering questions in class.
It is precisely because of her cold demeanor of rejecting people thousands of miles away, coupled with the deterrence of five big and three thick bodyguards, that although she has countless admirers, no one has ever dared to confess to her.
Chu Siqi is already the youth of many people, but she is still quite inferior in front of Feng Nanshu.
After going to university, Jiang Qin met many girls who could compete with Chu Siqi, but Feng Nanshu still made him feel amazing when he thought of it.
Mr. Lu Xun is really not lying, there is indeed Yan Ruyu in the book.
But is this sentence said by Lu Xun?
Jiang Qin thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to worry about. He couldn't remember that the author's famous lines were all said by Lu Xun.
At the same time, Feng Nanshu seemed to sense that someone was watching her, so she raised her eyebrows and swept over.
The moment she looked at Jiang Qin, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quickly refocused her gaze on the book in her hand.
Really cold.
Jiang Qin gave a pertinent evaluation, then walked over and sat on the table opposite her.
Reading is a boring thing. When you can’t stand it, it’s a good choice to look up at beautiful women. Reading is to make money, and looking at beautiful women is for reading. In the end, they are all tools and do not violate the principle of money first.
Jiang Qin took out a book and put it in front of him, his eyes casually glanced from the book in Feng Nanshu's hand.
"Magic Eye Girl Peggy Sue"
Um?
Shouldn't a girl with such a cold temperament read "Kafka on the Shore" with a literary and youthful temperament?
How do you read it as a fantasy adventure novel for young children?
Just when Jiang Qin was in a daze, the novel in front of him suddenly moved up.
The half of the face that was originally exposed was completely covered, and he didn't even keep the beautiful eyebrows for himself.
Jiang Qin came back to his senses and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
Not showing half of your face?
Cold, really cold.
Jiang Qin didn't care, but reached out and opened the book in front of him.