【Fortuna Level: Level 0 (55/100)】

【God of Wealth Item: None】

[Scattered wealth limit: 200,000 yuan]

[Unfinished Mission: "Who Fights" (28 days)]

As these words appeared in front of him, Song Qian's mobile phone also rang, which was the double amount that arrived in time, and it was 100,000 yuan. Of course, the salary of 5,000 yuan was also issued to his Huatai Bank card.

Unexpectedly, after chatting with this driver, he actually made a windfall, not to mention doubling the amount, which was really an extra 5,000 yuan.

Just as he was proud, he saw the taxi driver turn a corner at an intersection, enter a small road, and the speed of the car slowed down, and finally stopped in front of a grocery stall.

"Sister, give me two bottles of mineral water. The driver rolled down the window and said.

Song Qian followed the voice and looked out of the car.

It was a very simple cart stall, which was about a wooden board on the cart, on which some mineral water, drinks, melon seeds, peanuts, dried sweet potatoes and other items were placed.

At the back of the stall was a woman in her forties, her hair tied up in a bun at the back of her head, a very simple floral short-sleeved shirt, blue cotton trousers, and the standard dress of a working woman. Her face was a little red, the kind of plateau red produced by excessive wind and sun.

When she saw the driver, the woman happily took out two bottles of mineral water from a foam box under the cart as if she had seen an old acquaintance, rubbed them on a towel, and ran to the side of the car to hand them over.

Song Qian found that although the two bottles of mineral water had been wiped, there were still some water stains on the bottles, and it seemed that the water was chilled, but it was just placed in a foam box, and the insulation effect was average.

"And that dried sweet potato, bring me two packets too. The driver took the mineral water and said.

The woman turned around happily and carefully picked out two more packets of dried sweet potatoes.

While receiving the dried sweet potatoes, the driver handed the woman a piece of ten pieces and two pieces of one.

"There are no sweet potatoes to dry after that. The woman said suddenly, but a smile bloomed on her face, "I basically sold you all these dried sweet potatoes." ”

When the driver heard this, he was slightly stunned, pointed to her stall and asked, "Aren't there still a few packs there?"

The woman smiled and shook her head: "Those packets are not very good, they are too dry, I am going to take them back and eat them myself." ”

"I like to eat dried, so sell it to me. "The driver seemed to be panicking.

"......" The woman didn't seem to expect the driver to say that, paused, and then still smiled, "If you like to eat, then give it to you." ”

As he spoke, he dusted off the remaining four packets of sweet potatoes and stuffed them into the car through the window.

"This doesn't work, this doesn't work, how can I take it for nothing, I want to give you money. The driver hurriedly took the money from the car.

"You bought dozens of packs of my dried sweet potatoes, and these packets are nothing for you. Anyway, I'm going to take it home and eat it myself. The woman refused.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm still in a hurry to send off guests. As he spoke, the driver quickly shoved a twenty piece into the woman's hand, rolled up the window, pulled the gear lever, and stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out.

The woman had been standing there, holding the thirty-two dollars in her hand, watching the driver drive out of the alley, and silently exclaiming, "What a good person!"

It is said that after the driver drove out of the alley, he drove Song Qian to the East Paris Western Restaurant.

"You took a long detour just to go there to buy two bottles of water and dried sweet potatoes?" Song Qian looked at a large bag of six packs of dried sweet potatoes and couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm. The driver looked relaxed and even hummed a little tune.

"Do you like dried sweet potatoes?"

"It's okay, sometimes it's a little bit full when you're hungry. ”

"Then you don't need to buy so much, right?" Song Qian said, picking up a pack, it didn't look good, the color was dark, and the appearance was dry.

"I used to buy two packs a day, but after the last four, I bought them all. ”

"You eat so many dried sweet potatoes every day, you are not afraid...... Eat your stomach badly?" Actually, Song Qian wanted to say that after eating so many dried sweet potatoes every day, he couldn't fart all day long.

"Most of them were given to the guys to eat, but they complained about farting all day after eating. Ha ha. The driver said and laughed to himself.

Hearing this, Song Qian seemed to understand a little. Dare this driver to buy so many dried sweet potatoes, not to eat them himself. But looking at the woman, she was older and better than the driver, and it didn't look like she was pursuing people in this way. So why exactly?

"That woman is pathetic. I don't know if he guessed Song Qian's question, or if the driver already felt it, anyway, he began to speak, "Her husband, I should say that it is my ex-husband, I heard that he is a gambler, and the court forced him to divorce a few years ago." This woman went out with two children and a body of debt, and in the past few years, she has relied on setting up a stall to do handicrafts to support the children and pay off the debts. The eldest daughter went to college last year, and life is only slightly better, but a few months ago, the youngest son, who is 12 years old, was diagnosed with acute leukemia......"

"......" Song Qian was stunned, and then asked, "Then you deliberately went to buy things from her to help her?"

"I didn't help much, but I saw that no one wanted the dried sweet potatoes she made, and I usually ate them anyway, so I bought them by the way. A few dozen dollars is nothing to me, but in their case, it's a whole day's living expenses. ”

The driver said casually, and arrived at the East Paris Western Restaurant.

"But......" the driver changed the conversation again, "you rich people, one meal may eat up someone's surgery fee." If you have too much money and no place to go, it is good to subsidize out-of-school children and take care of the lonely and widowed elderly. ”

“……”

In this regard, Song Qian was speechless. Indeed, he once ate a sky-high hot pot of 50,000 yuan a meal, and spent more than 60,000 yuan a night on KTV. And this money, for a seriously ill family, may be life-saving.

Not to mention, perhaps when he was drinking 1,111 bottles of beer, Wang Ke was raising money for his mother's surgery.

As for the grandmother who sells vegetables, please forgive yourself for almost never stepping into the vegetable market and not having a chance to meet her. But beggars, even if they used to be poor, often give a few dollars.

Therefore, Song Qian felt that he was really a good person on the whole, and he was often quite poor and generous.

"Alright, it's here!" the driver slammed on the brakes and hung the gear lever into neutral.

As he said before, this trip was free to take Song Qian, so he didn't say the fare.

But Song Qian hurriedly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to the driver: "Seriously, it is natural to pay for the car, if you don't accept it, I won't take your car in the future." ”

Song Qian said so absolutely, the driver was really embarrassed not to accept it: "Okay, I'll accept this money for the time being, and I'll donate it for you when I pass by the welfare house later." ”

Belch!

When the driver said this, Song Qian was even more embarrassed, so he took out his mobile phone and operated on the driver's image card.

"What are you doing?" the driver was stunned.

"Donation, how can a hundred yuan be enough?" Song Qian said, confirming the payment on the payment page.

"Tick!" the driver's mobile phone message fixed to the dashboard rang.

"[Transfer] Transfer 10000.00 yuan to you"

The driver looked at Song Qian with wide eyes: "...... you?"