(Read Literature.) On the bus that Zhang met and sat on, including the driver, there were a total of about 30 people, including the conductor.

The youngest was still nursing in his mother's arms.

When the car stopped, the passengers scrambled to get out of the car.

Zhang Yuyu was not in a hurry, and waited until the last one to get out of the car.

After getting off the train, Zhang Yuyu walked to the railway station square with his luggage on his back.

However, at the moment, Zhang encountered a small problem, not because he had no money to buy a train ticket, but because he couldn't buy it with money, because a little boy who was only nine years old wanted to buy a ticket from the conductor unless an adult brought it.

Zhang Yu brought a total of 600 yuan with him when he went out, and it cost more than 30 yuan to buy a ticket and trade with the man just now, and there are about 570 yuan left, so he doesn't have to worry about having no money to buy it, but how to buy a ticket.

Zhang Yu thought about it, and finally had to ask for help from the system, so he immediately said to the system: "System, system, I'm going to Xiangshi now, but I don't have an ID card on me, so I want an adult ID card, can you give me one?" ”

"Ding, master, it's okay, I don't know how old you want your ID card?" The system immediately asked aloud.

"Seventeen is enough!" Zhang Yuyu replied.

Chapter 503 of "The Intimate Cultivation of the Layman": I want an adult ID card

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