I saw two golden gold bars wrapped in the old newspaper, yes, they were gold bars, I really don't know how the passenger carried the gold bars through the security check and arrived in the United States smoothly.

You must know that gold is a restricted item from leaving the country, once it is caught, it will be confiscated and fined, and it may be in a prison cell, and in the United States, if you do not declare and bring more than 50 grams of gold into the country, it will constitute a crime of smuggling, and at the moment these two gold bars are definitely five kilograms.

I secretly screamed badly, the gold bars were found, and it was even more impossible for that person to return my suitcase to me, God, my ID card, household registration book, and bank card are all in the box, it's over, why am I so unlucky?

Then the white staff told me that as long as the police found that person, they would notify me immediately, and inform your uncle, then you will go to the year of the monkey? Now that I only have one passport, wouldn't I be going to become a black account?

However, it is said that there are many people in the United States who are smuggled into the country by illegal means, and there are many black households without identity, and the immigration bureau will not be full to investigate one by one, as long as they don't do illegal things, they will basically not be repatriated, so I am a little more at ease, if it is really not good, I will call my mother and ask Uncle Xia to help me reapply for bank cards and ID cards in China.

It seems that this is the only way to do it, it's really bad to get out of the plane and be cheated by someone as soon as you get off the plane, that bastard with my box, you not only pit yourself but also pit me, don't let me find your grandson.

When I got out of the international airport, I called my mother and told her something briefly, my mother said let me not worry, it would be best if things could be retrieved, if I couldn't find it, she asked Uncle Xia to help me find a way.

Actually, I don't want to trouble my mother, but there seems to be no one in China who can help me except my mother, and my uncle and my uncle can't trouble others.

Standing at the exit of the airport, I began to wonder, where to go? Let's find a place to settle down first.

At this time, I suddenly noticed that there was a ball of luck floating three feet above the head of every foreigner, and I was happy in my heart, a way to make money appeared in my mind, maybe I could continue to do my old job in the United States, but I don't know if the ghost on the side of Lao Mei wants to be as murderous as in the movie.

"Hey sir, would you like a ride?" An Indian uncle smiled at me in Indian English.

Anyway, let's find a place to live first, just ask him about the nearby Chinatown, it will be more convenient to live there, after all, Chinatown is a gathering place for Chinese people.

I nodded and got into the car, the Indian uncle was slightly chubby, looked to be in his fifties, had a beard, and after getting in the car, he asked enthusiastically, "Sir, where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to Chinatown." I said it directly.

"Oh, you're from Huaxia? I thought it was Japanese or Korean. The Indian uncle suddenly realized.

"These two countries aren't the only ones in Asia." I said.

"Yes, sir, I like Huaxia the most, Chinese people are very generous, like the Japanese and Koreans, they are stingy and refuse to tip." The Indian uncle said with a wink.

I thought it was funny in my heart, this guy didn't want to tip more after saying so much? But I'm sorry, even if you say that the Chinese are the ancestors of your Indians, I can't tip you, I'm also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and I can't protect myself when I spend a thousand dollars, and I still have to live on a thousand dollars before I make money.

Along the way, the Indian uncle chatted with me very enthusiastically, and looking at the street scene speeding by outside the window, I couldn't help but admire that Los Angeles is the second largest city in the United States, and its prosperity is not comparable to ordinary cities in China, and cities like Shanghai and Hong Kong can only be compared with it.

Here I have to complain about the traffic in Los Angeles, it is the rush hour for getting off work, plus there are only two rows of lanes on the road, and a red light has not passed for five minutes, I almost collapsed, but the Indian uncle seems to have long been used to it, he lit a cigarette, then turned on the tape recorder in the car, put a cassette tape inside, and a cheerful Indian song sounded in the car.

Not to mention, listening to the cheerful songs, the irritability caused by the traffic jam is actually much better.

Half an hour later, Chinatown finally arrived, when I got off the car, I still generously gave the Indian uncle a tip of five dollars, I think the Indian uncle is quite good, along the way very enthusiastic to tell me the things that need to be paid attention to in Chinatown, for example, in Chinatown must be careful about their belongings, because there are a lot of thieves here, and specifically to attack their own people, and don't offend the Chinese gangs in this area, they are a group of cold-blooded guys, will not be soft on you because you are a Chinese.

The Indian uncle also mysteriously told me that there was a good place in the neighborhood next door to Chinatown, and if you had money, you could go there to have some fun, and I knew that there must be something indescribable.

After getting out of the car, I took a deep breath and felt indescribably comfortable looking at the pedestrians passing by in a hurry on the street, because this is a Chinatown, a gathering place for Chinese people, and most of the pedestrians on the street are yellow-skinned and black-eyed Asians, and the loneliness in my heart has disappeared a lot.

I didn't rush to find a place to live first, but now I'm walking around Chinatown.

Although Los Angeles Chinatown is not as famous as the Chinatowns of New York and San Francisco, it is one of the oldest Chinatowns. The streets are full of lanterns, antique archways, and shop signs are written in Chinese characters. Here you can also taste authentic domestic food, there are many interesting characteristic shops, if it coincides with a traditional festival, you can also see the dragon and lion dance, in a foreign country to relieve homesickness.

After walking around, I found that I was a little hungry, and came to a small restaurant called Fu Ji rice noodles, and spent four dollars to ask for a rice noodle, you must know that the exchange rate at that time was much faster than one to six, and this bowl of rice noodles cost nearly twenty-five yuan, and I haven't eaten enough, his uncle, no, I have to find a job quickly.

So I chatted with the owner of the rice noodle shop, and during the chat, I learned that the owner of this rice noodle shop is a Cantonese in his 50s, and he has been in Los Angeles for seven or eight years, and has been running this rice noodle shop in Chinatown, and the business has always been okay, enough to live in Los Angeles.

"Boss, do you know if there are any shops near Chinatown that are recruiting workers? I want to do odd jobs to earn money," I asked.

"There are very few young people like you now, as long as you work hard, you can make money in the United States." The boss said with a smile.

"Young boy, you are asking the right person, I saw that there is no tea restaurant opposite, they are looking for someone." The boss said smoking a cigarette.

What I need most now is to make money, and in a high-spending place like the United States, a thousand dollars will not last long.