Chapter 6: The Old Beggar (Ask for Recommendation Votes on Monday!) )

It's Sunday, and Plaza de España is crowded with people a lot more than usual.

From time to time, you can also see tour groups from all over the world appearing in the square, and they are coming for the statue of Cervantes in this square.

As Spain's most famous master, Cervantes' Don Quixote is a household name. Today, his statue stands in the middle of the square like a statue overlooking Don Quixote and Sancho.

The square itself was built in honor of Cervantes and was built in 1930, quite some years ago. It is only because of Cervantes that this square has become a popular place for tourists, many of whom like to take photos next to the statue of Don Quixote.

But Chang Sheng was not interested in admiring the statues of Cervantes and Don Quixote.

Although he crouched in front of the statues of Cervantes and Don Quixote.

The Plaza de España on Sunday was full of people, the chairs for people to rest, and even the edge of the fountain was full of people, so he could only crouch in front of these two sets of statues.

But even then, he couldn't enjoy his lunch in peace.

Because of his location, people keep coming to take pictures with the statue.

The favorite thing for tourists from all over the world is to run in front of the famous statues of Don Quixote and Sancho to take a photo to prove that they have been to Plaza de España, to Madrid, to Spain.

And Chang Sheng just took up their group photo position.

People kept coming up and asking him to move, move.

Chang Sheng just moved, moved, moved from left to right, moved from right to left.

In the end, he got annoyed, and when another group of tourists came to him and wanted to take a group photo, he suddenly stood up from the ground and startled the other party.

Then he patted his ass without saying a word, and walked around the back of the statue, where there were many people resting, but at least no one would run to the back of the statue to take a group photo - who wants a donkey's ass to appear in their picture......

Crouching down behind the statue again, as if he were crouching on the edge of the court and thinking, he stared at the crowd in front of him with no focus in his eyes.

In his hand he held a bite of a whole-wheat breadstick, about half a meter long, with a hard texture. This is one of the staple foods of the Spaniards, and it is very difficult to bite, and the Chinese are not used to this taste. Chang Sheng is not used to it, but there is no way, he can only eat this now.

He took another bite of bread for a while, and then chewed it vigorously with a hideous expression, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "gnashing his teeth". It was as if he was biting not bread, but the body of some slut......

After being rejected by Atletico Madrid, he spent two months traveling almost all of Spain, not as a tourist, but to find a job for himself.

But now, the 1999-2000 season has begun, and he has yet to find a suitable job.

There are various reasons. There's the club's problems, and there's his problems.

Either the other party looks down on him; Either he suspects that his salary is too low, which is like asking for food; Either the expectations of the position do not match; Or simply the club won't even give him a chance to see him......

In short, after more than two months, he has traveled all over Spain, spent the last salary he received from Real Madrid, and is still unemployed.

In search of a job, he quit the house he rented in Madrid.

And now, except for the loaf of bread in his hand, there were only two hundred and thirty-one pesetas left in his body, and there were bits and pieces.

At this time, the exchange rate of the US dollar against the seta is one dollar equal to one hundred and eighty pesetas. Chang Sheng now doesn't even have two dollars on him.

Spain in 1999 had been inflated for four consecutive years, and now is the time when prices are skyrocketing, and there is not much that can be done by the two hundred pesetas.

Fortunately, the hotel room rate was prepaid, otherwise he would not even be able to afford to stay in the hotel. Even the cheapest hotel chains.

But the money he paid was only enough for him to stay until tomorrow. If he can't find a job tomorrow, he'll have to sleep on the road like those vagabonds.

Even if the Chang Sheng in the previous life was miserable, it was not so miserable.

Do you really want him to go through everything his brother went through again? Is it necessary to go to the trash can to gouge food next?

I also thought about using my knowledge of being thirteen years ahead of the world to make some money first.

But he soon admits defeat.

As a full-time veteran football otaku, the former is not interested in anything else but football.

He doesn't remember the winning numbers of any of the lotteries, but he'd heard of some stocks that were hot, like Google, Yahoo, or whatever, but he didn't have the start-up capital. Even if it's a gamble...... In the summer of 1999, there was a Copa America, but betting on football is not so simple, only know the outcome of the game, the profit from winning is limited, and the money on your own body is thrown in, and you may not be able to make any splashes. Unless he can still remember the score of each game, but who will remember the out-of-the-way game like the Copa America? Chang Sheng is not a loyal fan of American football, if he is not allowed to Baidu, how can he remember it so clearly?

Even if he knew about the kind of major events that would affect the trend of international politics and economy, he would not be able to make money for himself.

Can he go to the United States and say to the U.S. government, "I know you're going to have a big deal in 2001, and you give me a lot of money, and I'll tell you the exact date"? I'm afraid that if he does this, he will either be put in prison or directly deported from the United States......

If he goes back to China, real estate is a money-making thing, but on the one hand, he doesn't have the capital and can't even afford to buy a house. In addition, even if he could afford to buy a house, he would have starved to death by the time it appreciated......

Copy the web novels of the gods in the future? In 1999, the Chinese Internet was still a paradise for liberals, and it was written for free for others to see, and some people saw that it was all to promote you, and they dared to collect money? Taiwanese publishing can make money, but it is rare after all. And it's the same sentence - far water can't quench the thirst of the near. Even if he can really publish it in Taiwan, it is estimated that he will already be starved to a dry corpse.

In short, now he has no other means of supporting him than to find a job immediately.

If you can't do it......

Why don't you just go to a restaurant at home and wash up the dishes?

There is no technical content in the work of brushing dishes, and it does not require academic qualifications and work experience, so he should be able to do it.

Pursuing your dreams is certainly respectable and passionate, but first you have to feed yourself first. Otherwise, starve to death on the road to pursue your dreams, who is it?

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Chang Sheng, who fell into another trance, suddenly felt that there was something dark in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, he found an old man standing in front of him.

He looked up and observed.

The clothes are quite neat, but the matching is very weird, as if one is dragged in the east and one is put together casually. Maybe in 10 years people will think that this is postmodern, very avant-garde and fashionable, but now there is only one feeling - this is a beggar.

The old beggar stood in front of Chang Sheng, looked at him, was silent, and just stretched out his right hand.

Chang Sheng looked left and right, and there were people next to him, people who stopped and people who walked around, but the old beggar stood in front of him as if he had only himself in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to him.

Chang Sheng didn't wave his hand to let the old beggar get away, so as not to disturb him thinking about life.

He simply stretched out his hand to the man in front of him and said, "I'm two hundred and thirty-one pesetas all over my body." But I can't give you this money, because I live on this money myself. ”

There were many people around, some of them walking in a hurry, and some of them walking leisurely, walking around Chang Sheng and the old beggar, and walking over. But not a single one of them cast their eyes here, and Chang Sheng looked at them, and all of them passed by them as usual, without even squinting their eyes.

Even if Westerners pay attention to **, they can't do it without squinting, right?

He thought it was strange.

But now is not the time to think about this, the beggar is still standing in front of him.

And it seems that he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

Chang Sheng looked at him again, and saw that the beggar was staring at the bread in his hand, his eyes full of longing.

It is one of the staple foods of the Spaniards, the long baguette, which is about half a meter long. He had originally chosen to buy this bread with the intention of eating half of it at noon and leaving half for dinner. As a man who doesn't even have two dollars in his pocket, he can only be so frugal that he doesn't even know where to go for tomorrow's three meals.

But now it seems that this dinner will not be saved.

He sighed: "Okay, okay, I've only eaten a few bites of this bread, if you don't dislike it, I'll break half of it for you." ”

The other party did not object.

Chang Sheng carefully broke the bread in half.

The reason why he was careful was that he didn't want to spill too many crumbs, and now he didn't have the qualifications to waste food.

He handed the unbitten half to the old beggar.

The beggar didn't shirk either, and took a big mouthful.

Looks like I'm really hungry.

While biting on the bread, the beggar sat down next to Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng looked at this uninvited old man and suddenly felt very interesting.

With so many people here, how did he find himself?

However, for himself, he is a stranger, and he may not have an intersection in the rest of his life.

Similarly, for him, he is also a stranger, and he will never cross paths in the rest of his life.

After two months of hard pursuit of his dream, and today he has finally run out of food, and Chang Sheng, who is a little depressed and hesitant, suddenly has a great desire to talk, and the old beggar sitting next to him munching on bread is not a good listener?

He wanted to tell the old beggar a story, not his, of course, but his brother's.

"Hey, do you want to hear a story?" He asked the beggar next to him.

The beggar looked up, breadcrumbs around his lips.

He carefully licked the crumbs into the crumbs with his hand and tongue, and then spoke for the first time: "Please speak." ”

"So you're not dumb......" Chang Sheng rolled his eyes when he heard him speak.

Then he began to tell the story of his brother to the old beggar, whom he had never met.

It was a legendary epic of chasing your dreams......

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In addition, the outbreak is over, and the guaranteed update mode of two chapters a year will be resumed from tomorrow. If there is going to be an outbreak, I will let you know in advance. In addition, if the leader of the alliance is born, it will also be temporarily added, but on this day, people are in Zhuhai, and it is not convenient to access the Internet, if there is a need to add more, please also ask me to return to Chengdu to talk about it...... But I'm really not embarrassed that there can be a situation where the alliance leader can add more......

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