The next day.

Yelin looked at the people downstairs who were busy and ready to go to work, and his eyes were full of sighs for society.

The Chinese nation is really full of disasters and difficulties.

If you haven't experienced this kind of era, you really don't know the suffering of the people in this period.

Getting up early and greedy for darkness is just to survive.

"Little brother so early? What's going on? At this moment, the voice of the charter man sounded behind Yelin.

The charter man held a purple clay pot in his hand and walked over with steady figure-eight steps, with a smile on his face.

"Charter, morning."

Yelin smiled and nodded to the charter man, and didn't ask about martial arts.

Early in the morning, I asked people if it was good to learn martial arts, and yesterday's attitude of the charter man had already shown that he was unwilling to teach himself, so he would wait for a while to mention this matter.

"It's not early."

The charter man shook his head and went downstairs with his purple clay pot and swayed it.

Looking at the back of the charter man leaving, Yelin's eyes were full of bitterness, and a wry smile appeared on his pale face.

I'm running out of time.

But there is no way, I am an outsider after all, and I still haven't known an outsider for a day.

It would be strange if they could easily believe in their own words and teach themselves martial arts.

The most important point is that according to your current physique, is it really suitable for practice?

He wasn't sure if he would be able to practice, but if there was hope, he wouldn't give up.

"Come, drink today's medicine, and you can leave our pig cage walled city."

The charter lady brought a bowl of black medicinal soup and handed it to Yelin, grinning and saying bluntly.

If they can help him protect and regulate the disordered meridians, they have already done their duty.

It's very difficult to accept such an outsider, to be honest.

"Well, charter wife, can I stay in your pig cage walled city?"

Yelin took the medicinal soup handed over by the charter wife, endured the bitterness of the soup and swallowed it into his stomach, the unpleasant smell filled his mouth, looked at the hostess of the pigpen walled city, and asked.

He really wanted to stay in the pigpen city and learn martial arts to prolong his life.

Therefore, you must not leave your only hope.

"Do you have any money? If you don't have money, my mother's house here won't be rented to you. ”

The charter woman held a cigarette without a filter in her mouth, snatched the bowl from Yelin's hand, squinted at the guy, and asked.

If you don't have any money, you can get rid of the old lady.

The old lady is looking at money.

"Money? This one? ”

Hearing this, Yelin's face showed embarrassment, and he pulled out his trouser pocket and smiled awkwardly.

If you have gold, you can't take it out now.

If you take it out, you'll really be a fool who does things without thinking.

After all.

When I was stunned yesterday, my body was empty, and if I took out the gold now, wouldn't it be suspicious?

When the time comes, where will I go to learn my martial arts?

"No money? If you don't have any money, get out of here, my mother is not a welfare home, and she doesn't do charity. Seeing Yelin's appearance, the charter lady pursed her lips and waved her hand unceremoniously, took the bowl and left.

"Forehead ......." looked at the figure of the charter wife leaving, Yelin smiled bitterly, there was no way, seeing the strong coolies who were fighting the sacks, his eyes lit up, and his heart had a way.

He walked briskly down the stairs towards the coolie who was fighting the sack, and came to this guy who was covered in tendon flesh all over his body, and a wave of heat came to his face.

Of course, it's not that the coolie is so good, it's that he has a lot of heat on him.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Seeing Yelin standing in front of him, the coolie stopped his action of resisting the sack to repay the debt, and asked curiously.

"Hello, what do you call it?" Yelin's height is about 184 cm, almost exactly as tall as Coolie, but his face is too pale, and he lives a pampered life all day long, and his skin is not like words, giving people the feeling of a little white face.

"The people who live here call me a coolie, if you don't dislike it, just call me a coolie." Coolie Qiang did not directly say his real name, but used his title in the movie.

If you dare to use your real name, then you are not far from death.

"Coolies are strong, aren't they? Can you do me a favor? Yelin looked at the coolie who had been smoothed out by reality and said.

The words fell.

Upstairs, the lion roar of the "Golden Lion King" charter wife sounded: "What are you doing?" What are you doing standing there, you damn sack? Hurry up and make up for the rent you owe to the old lady for the anti-sack of the old lady, otherwise, you will pack up your things for the old lady and get out. ”

"Oh." When the coolie heard the roar of the charter wife, he thought that he needed to pay off his debts, so why did he start chatting with this stranger here?

"I'm sorry sir, I still have a job."

He smiled bitterly at Yelin, then picked up the sack full of sand on his shoulder with one hand, and with the other hand was not idle, he picked up a sandbag and put it on his shoulder as usual, and continued to transport his sandbag.

"Wait, Mr. Coolie, can you do me a favor? I'll pay you. Yelin hurriedly ran to the coolie to stop him and said, "20 yuan, is it okay?" ”

As for why he didn't let the coolies teach him martial arts?

The martial arts practiced by the coolie are external skills, and it is useless to learn them by oneself, and it will also be very harmful to the body.

Unless he's stupid.

Besides, Coolie Qiang has had a conversation or two with himself, and it would be strange if he could teach himself the twelve ways of Tan Legs.

"This ......"

For a moment, the coolie stopped his pace and glanced up at the charter wife, only to find that the charter woman had disappeared without knowing when.

20 yuan is already two months' rent in the pig cage walled city.

In this day and age.

20 yuan is equivalent to a month's living expenses of a poor family in Shanghai.

"Sir, what would you like me to ask me to help me with?"

In the end, the coolie couldn't resist the temptation of 20 yuan and stopped to look at Yelin.

Twenty dollars is tired of heroes, no way.

"Can you accompany me to Citibank?" Yelin stared at the coolie with longing eyes.

He was going to Citibank to exchange gold for money.

And in this era, in this period, Citibank should have a branch in Shanghai.

"A trip to the bank? Yes, but the money you gave me was too much? ”

Coolie Qiang is not a person who likes to take advantage of small advantages, carrying the sack and frowning slightly, he asked uncertainly.

It's just to accompany him to the bank, and the price for himself is too high, right?

"No, no, do you agree to come with me? Really appreciate your help. ”

The reason why Yelin is looking for coolies to accompany him is because gangs are rampant now, what if he is robbed or cut down on the way back from exchanging money?

With such a "bodyguard" to follow, it will always be a bit of a deterrent.